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 There are many times I often equate my life to that of a sitcom.    This has never been truer since yesterday, my roommate told me about Kodachrome (aka Big Red, aka Russet Potato, aka Red Boy) actually caught a mouse.    Ironically, this mouse had already been caught by a trap.   My roommate had to place a thumb outside of Koda's mouth to release the trapped mouse.    Kody wouldn't let the prize go without a bit of a fight.   He seemed terribly triumphant, but unfortunately, it was a trophy that he hadn't earned.    I have since disposed of the evidence in what is left of the snow (we're in for a thaw), but I can still picture Little Potato carrying that mouse, making a lot of racket over it.    Silly Kodachrome.  

Hello, Tomorrow! — Series Finale Outline A Darkly Comedic, Detailed Farewell to the Brightside Era Opening Catastrophe The series finale opens, quite literally, with a bang: the ill-fated rocket erupts in a spectacular explosion, raining down debris and regret across the tarmac. Amidst the chaos, the customer representative—still conducting a sales pitch to the end—and the thug after Eddie, wedged in a piece of battered luggage, are dispatched with a slapstick finality. Brightside Industries’ jingle blares over loudspeakers, garbling into an accidental requiem. The crowd gasps, the press pounces, and rumors swirl faster than the ashes settle. Jack and Joe: Pursuit, Guilt, and the Family Mirror Jack and Joe find themselves the target of a media feeding frenzy, their faces splashed across headlines as “the Smarmy Duo.” Investigators unravel the web of Brightside’s schemes, finding Jack and Joe indirectly responsible for the mounting body count. At home, Jack’s wife regains her ...

 I recently completed a script I am elated about.  It took me a while to finish it but its conclusion is actually pleasant, uplifting and happy.    When I write about romance, I want it to feel real and relatable, even within such a fantastical setting, much like my cyberpunk one.    I still believe that love always finds a way even despite circumstances.   I wrote it more for myself in my own set of circumstances, but hopefully it will reach others and spark their hope in humanity despite what naysayers and doomsayers might project. 

 I had known this was coming for a while now, but honestly watching the video with Finnegan, Ethan and the entire family brought me to soul shaking sobs.    That poor man has been through so much pain and grief.  His daughter, Freya is a sweet, pure and resilient soul but honestly, I think he and the entire Save a Fox family need to take some time away from social media to recuperate.    The news today after the day I have been through hit me like a freight train even though I knew it was inevitable.   I also saw that my former place of work was hiring.    If I have no other plan but to return, it will be with my dignity intact, and I will be sticking to zero cross training.   I will reside there so long as I need to be, but once I see a new avenue, I will be out and I promise I will never return.   Just like a few other businesses I will not name by name, I burned bridges with them long ago.    Both of whic...

 I am currently reading Stephen King's Different Seasons.   The book begins with Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption , which I had never read before.   If you've seen the movie, it's actually consistent with the story itself.    I then started Apt Pupil , which I am savoring immensely.   The third story in the book is The Body , which was made into the film Stand By Me .   It'll be intriguing to see if the source material is accurate and genuine.   The final novella in the collection is The Breathing Method , which I had never heard of before.   I'm a massive King addict so I have read just about every book Mr. King has written.   My favorite of all time is of course The Shining , which ends differently but honestly, I adore the movie since it is one of my ultimate top horror movies of all time).    Doctor Sleep comes in a close second.    I also read The Tower books but it's sad ...

 I have a roommate who assists me with my webcasts.   Ideally, I would be the one taking all of that into account but since I don't know his passwords, I cannot use his computer and make my own webcasts.  Having a studio is sensational but lacking access can be a little obnoxious.    It's a contradiction, I do admit but to be candid, I'm unbothered.    I know I have to bide my time and wait for my roommate to have a burst of inspiration and work alongside me or my webcasts will never be filmed.    I'm used to this by now because I know how my roommate operates.    His personality when it comes to work is far different than mine.   I don't shame him for having ADHD.   It's like faulting someone who's born within the autistic spectrum.    Being neurodivergent myself, I completely understand this better than 'typical' people.   I'm not trying to sound high and mighty here, but the 'playbook'...

 There's a saying within the movie industry.   'In the can'.   It meant that filming was at long last, finished and the reel could be placed 'in the can' and shipped to cinemas everywhere.   It's still used today although film has developed.    In the future, I wonder what expression they will use to denote this ?       Since 2008 I have been making YouTube videos.   I challenged myself to enter into it knowing this is what I wanted to do.    I had been exhorted and encouraged to do this, especially after I witnessed so many people I admired doing the same thing.  Then I became a fan of Adam the Woo, Tampa Jay, Carpetbagger, Justin Scarred, PewdiePie, the Game Grumps...The list goes on and on.        I nearly became monetized.   I was so close to making an impact with my channel but I read a book about how the algorithm works.    Content is king and you have ...

 This is not a pity party post.   I am only writing it because honestly, I don't think anyone really understands what I am going through and it feels as though I only have God to hold my hand at times.  there are moments I question Him.  I know it isn't His fault all this happened.   Evil is most definitely alive and thriving and oftentimes it can find refuge in anger, depression and self-doubt.   That's only HALF the battle.         Last week, Monday, I wrestled with feelings of suicide.   I had ideations.    I wanted to simply lie down and not exist, whatsoever.    I have prayed that God would simply take me Home at times.   The problem is, I'm perfectly healthy.    I have animals that need me and a roommate that would fall apart if I weren't here.    It may sound egotistical, but it is true.           It isn't the life I ...

 I have had a couple of ideas for businesses that I am still keeping close to my heart.   I don't have a patent and I don't have any guard to someone stealing these from me.   I have no network but I consider myself a team player and I enjoy helping and listening to others.    I'm not here to talk about my past because I'm certain a few people's eyes would gloss over or think that it was some sort of tragedy.   Granted, it hasn't been easy, but I won't give up on my dreams.     The Ideas in Mind  1.  Hearts & Hands--I hope no one else is using this as a business title but I want to start a business much like 'Homeboy' in which people receive a second chance.   I know that there are technical and skill schools already available through community college but I feel that there could be more 'niche' jobs/services that people could apply to.   It would work around people's schedules and it would eve...

  Table of Contents Chapter 1—I’m Gonna March Myself up to Principal Higgins… Chapter 2—Drifting but Thriving Chapter 3—So, I Heard About Montauk… Chapter 4—Lights in the Shadow Chapter 5—Torchbearers Epilogue   ‘I know I can’t be the only one who’s holding on for dear life.    But God knows, I know, when it’s all said and done.   I am not okay, but it’s all gonna be all right.    It’s not okay, but we’re all gonna be all right.’—lyrics from ‘I Am Not Okay’ as sung by Jelly Roll ‘Now that the war is through with me, I’m waking up,   I cannot see.   That there’s not much left of me.   Nothing is real but pain now.’—lyrics from Metallica’s ‘One’   ‘I’m goin’ down in a blaze of glory.   Take me now but know the truth.   I’m goin’ out in a blaze of glory.    Lord I never drew first, but I drew first blood I’m no one’s son.   Call me young gun.’—lyrics to ‘Blaze of Glory’ as sung by Jon Bon Jo...

  ACT 1 — The Gathering Storm INT. DUCKS’ HIDEOUT — WAR ROOM — NIGHT The glow of Puckworld’s twin moons filters through the battered windows as Wildwing stands before a digital map, his mask reflecting a steely determination. Beside him, Duke polishes his sword, Grin meditates, Tanya hacks into Saurian comms, and Mallory loads her plasma puck launcher. Two new faces join the team: Mirage , a reserved, keen-eyed tactician with a mysterious air, and Fantasma Gora , a whirlwind of energy whose feathers shimmer with spectral light. Wildwing (softly): "This is it. One last shot to take back our home." Mallory (grinning): "And this time, we've got backup." Mirage and Fantasma’s Story As the team prepares, Mirage quietly recounts to Tanya and Grin their harrowing escape from Lord Dragaunus’s fortress . Mirage, once a captive spy forced to serve, used her cunning and illusions to slip away. Fantasma, with the power to phase through matter and summon...