You're probably thinking, "Oh my gorsh, Rory Blyth sure is posting many videos in recent days. It's like he has just discovered for himself YouTube."
If you're thinking that, you're right. I kept away from YouTube because so much of it is crap, and, unlike standard sites, the crap is present in an overwhelming way. You go to one good video, and it'll lead you to a hundred crappy others that might be related.
I think of YouTube as a place where people who can't spell blog, and I'm not talking about the little mistakes we all make from time to time, or even most of the time. These are showstopping boo-boos.
The subject matter is usually crap, too. It's the same testy complaining you find on most blogs. It's far easier to come up with a way to tell someone he sucks than it is to create the thing that prompts people to tell you that you suck.
I just looked over what I've written, and I sound elitist. I think I am. I don't mean to be; it's my natural reaction to suckage. 'Course, as far as other people are concerned, I might be part of the suckage, so I guess it all comes down to taste.
Etc., blah blah blah.
Since I started making these little videos, ideas have been popping up in the noggin at a frequency that outruns my little mouse-clicking digits. That's making me a tad obsessive, if obsessive is a thing of which you can be just a tad.
Here's the latest stupid thing I'm working on. I didn't want to do another sit-in-front-of-a-camera-and-share-my-way-too-deep-for-the-world-thoughts. Instead, I'm making the most awesome movie that anybody will ever see.
This is the trailer. I expect to have finished editing this bastard by Wednesday or so. Between Final Cut wonkings, I'll get back to writing. The break I've taken to do video has giving my writing brain goop a chance to rest. It's suddenly easy to pound out way too many words than are necessary for the subject. This post is a great example of that.
But, back to the trailer. I dedicate this trailer to your mamma, who I totally made out with last night: