Sunday

Whenever I wake up on Sunday and get into the shower, Stephen Sondheim's "Sunday" tends to blare in my head. When I saw the show last year (or was it two years ago?) I was just in awe of the way he married the music and story together. Today when I woke up (at the crack of 7!) I did NOT have that song in my head. It was weird. Usually it happens every sunday but this was the first one it did not. Instead, a song by Kerrigan and Lowdermilk came on my iPod and now I am searching it out on YouTube for every singer who has EVER tried to have a go at it.

Yep, it's going to be a very musical sunday, I can feel it.

I'm INCREDIBLY happy to say that after some long talks and back-and-forth e-mails, Code Monkey is finally ready to walk on its own two legs and have production start on it. What started as a small little side project that I never even intended to have been made has turned into a small little short that has a nice bit of attention behind it. The fact that I'm once again working with my good friend Jackie Baker makes me smile too. I get a great sense of unity when working with her, it's like we're always on the same wavelength. Having her help makes it feel like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. What if I actually HAD weights on my shoulders? Sorry, I must really be tired if I'm typing stuff like that.

Or this.

I have to stop.

I don't have a ton to report right now, other than Christian (of LAN'ded fame) has gotten a big surge of subscribers in the past week. Juggling these two projects and 50 hour work weeks will be quite the challenge but no pain no gain right?

Let me make one thing clear, I haven't even been able to play Final Fantasy. I know, right? Crazy. You'd think I would have stopped the world for that. Whatevs.

And how about that health care thing today? I hope that happens. C'mon Obama, I know you can do it.

On to work.

~ Aaron J.

getting it.

It's really sad I cannot find it in me to update this more often, but much has happened since my last update so I guess I don't have a lack of content.

I've recently devoted more time to saving more money for the big move. I picked up a job at a restaurant and in doing so, have fulfilled the title of actor by becoming a professional waiter. Well, waiting soon anyway.

Imaginary Trends has been chuggin' along with some neat-o projects in development. Between short musicals about one of my biggest inspirations to more long term ideas for LAN'ded, things are always changing and morphing. I know there's definitely some ground being tread with "Code Monkey" and though I'm now busier than ever, I can't wait to become steeped with stress over a potential reading for it. I'm even more excited about the people I may be working on "Code Monkey" with. I'm happy to say that I think I've found fellows artists for life that I can collaborate with. Friendship + Art = the best concoction I've ever come across.

I was telling my girlfriend a few weeks ago that she should be prepared for my social blackout that is sure to occur on March 9th, the date Final Fantasy XIII is released. I explained that the series has given so much to me that I am considering it a holiday. It's eventual release has made me go back and think on the times when I was younger where I didn't have a whole lot of friends, when people lived too far away, and when I didn't have any other outlet than video games and comic books. Those stories meant alot to me, and I'm hoping the 13th installment holds the same amount of pure happiness that its predecessors gave me. Hype can be a tricky beast though, like a dual edged sword it can be both shiny but inflict much pain and sadness. Alright, I've waxed poetic far too long on a subject that nobody wants to hear about.

I'm thinking it may also be time to bring Thing A Day to a close. I started it on July 14th 2009 and I've only missed maybe 7-10 total days for writing a unique piece every day since. Truth be told, I've grown a bit bored with it and it has become somewhat of an obligation. I don't want my writing to be forced, I want it to come naturally. Some writers take long breaks between pieces, maybe I need a break?

Just like a kid evicted after work, I'm out for the night.

~ Aaron J.