New Episode of "The 40 Year Old Boy" now getting around to the personal website blogging chores. Not an afterthought or anything, just had to wait a day for the video to be uploaded to YouTube - and boy, was it worth the wait. Not for my idiocy, mind you - hell, you can find babbling fools all over the Internet - but for the appearance of skilled producer Lili VonSchtupp, who classes up the entire enterprise with a memorable eight seconds that truly should have served as the still frame for the clip. Blame YouTube, as their video gremlins didn't see fit to give me that option.
For the longest time, Mex and I had an idea of taking short bursts of dialogue from "The 40 Year Old Boy" and using them for ... something. Posters? Maybe. Tote bags? Thought about it. Bumper Stickers? Please. You've heard the show; have I ever said one thing that would even FIT on a bumper sticker, let alone conform to public indecency statutes? The last thing you want to hear from a cop when you get pulled over is, "Ma'am, two questions: who are The Screw Brothers, and what exactly is an Apecock 2000?" Now, though - now we think we've got something...
... I said I was going to be doing this more often, and I am. The main thing I need to do is shake the feeling that every entry needs to be a fucking novel. Nothing wrong with a quick-hitter to justify people visiting more often. Case in point, this brief yet powerful entry.
That’s how long it takes to get your website up and running. At least, that’s how long it took for me to get my site online – and by “me”, I mean “everybody but me.” Seriously, take a look around here; do you really see anything of importance I might have provided? Christ, other than these words you’re reading I’ve contributed virtually nothing to this brilliance … well, unless you count “staring slack jawed” as a contribution. If so, then I’ve contributed more than ten men combined.