I know once again I am behind in my postings. I find it irritating too.
I have been wanting to write but I just have not found the ideas that I feel are worthy of expanding out through writing. I am my worst critic. It is more to fact that I scrutinize and then crucify my ideas. It is the ugly part of the writing process. And yet it is the necessary part.
So I have been going through my notes for the last week or two. I have to have better ideas then what I currently have on me. Then again they are recycling Beverly Hills 90210 on TV. So I guess originally is not driving force when it comes to so called “creative” endeavors. I hated it the first time. I do not understand why shows that are more about what the characters are wearing than anything else (like a compelling plot) are so popular. And the characters are advertised as being thoughtful. I find them to be contrived and contrite. Thus, they are shallow and stupid. And if those shows were not bad enough then let’s recycle a movie. They are going to re-launch the Friday the 13th movie franchise. So I think they should combine both of them together. I hated both of these series. But combining them both would compel me to watch. Let the slaughter begin! And do it only ONCE. No sequels. No prequels. Nothing else.
So I am going through the ideas. Maybe the world around me would trigger something to write about. The super collider was turned on. It was the first time I heard about the lawsuits trying to stop it because it could create black holes. The black holes would suck in the Earth and end life on this planet. I hate to say but TV is the proof that the black holes do exist. Speaking of holes. I watched a game show about people having to jump through holes in a moving wall. I watched like I was watching the aftermath of car accident. But then again the contestants were a team of midgets versus female bodybuilders. Maybe I was waiting for Jerry Springer to yell “Surprise!” They call the show Hole in the Wall. I think that is the totally wrong name for the show. The contestants are jumping through a wall for money. They should call the show Glory Hole! This show is based on a Japanese game show. And I have watched a few. I am suspicious of Japanese culture now. And they say American culture is decadent. They being the Germans and I will not even go into their porn “tastes”. Back to the news story. Maybe the black hole will turn out to be like what happened to Homer Simpson in Tree House of Horrors Part VI segment called “Homer3″. This is the part when Homer hid in the black hole behind the bookcase in his home and he turned into a 3-D computer image of himself. I would have link to clip if I could find it. I now realize that my being a person without cable TV that I know way too much pop culture bullshit. And now I am scared. If the black hole does come to be I am kicking people in it. I know the hole will expand out and I will eventually end up in it. I am just doing to hear the people scream. And I have a list with names. With thoughts like this I guess I am standing on the tracks waiting for the Karma Train to run my ass over. And my stop is on the schedule.
What else could inspire me to write? Maybe current issues in our society? What is the most important idea? And it turns out to be the idea that has generated the most debate is….”putting lipstick on a pig”. I do not care what political party you belong to! They both sounded like IDIOTS in the rebuttal on this one. People around the world realized that the reason we scare the shit out of them is we have a lot of guns. And after watching our advertisements on TV to see we need a lot of pharmaceutical products on top of it. That is right. WE ARE NUTS!!!!!! But then what does it take to actually put lipstick on a real pig. It does not involve poor lighting, alcohol and “Last call”.
I was able to find a bright side. Christopher Titus has finally released his comedy album Norman Rockwell is Bleeding. It is a very twisted look into “dysfunctional” relationships. At times very dark and at the same time very funny. And finally, it is all very therapeutic. This is definitely not for people who are “sensitive and at the same time feel morally superior to others”.
Speaking of dysfunction. The modem for my DSL line took a shit. And then customer service gave me more shit. I had to talk to a call center in India. I had to talk to a “tech” who is working on his English and the phone line was nothing but static. The phone network that provides my DSL I now realize still has soup cans and strings as part of its vast system. Here is their technical service in a nutshell. Unplug everything. And then plug it back in. If that does not work then reboot the computer. If that does not work you need a tech to come out and state the obvious. You cannot state the obvious yourself. You are not qualified to do that. I then had to wait 3 days for a tech to come sometime between 8AM and 7PM. The phone company advertises it is committed to service. It just cannot set a time though for that commitment. The tech pronounced my modem as not working. News flash. I then have to call back to order the replacement. He cannot do the order himself. Then there was a problem with my service plan and they did not ship the modem. I had to call again. Then they called to say that they could not send a modem. I called yet again. And for reasons unknown they called for no reason. The modem was being shipped but now it was 2-3 ship instead of overnight. This is customer service. Good luck. (Only if you are lucky to begin with) But without DSL my web time has been severally reduced which may not be all that bad but it does mess with research time. A few projects had to be placed on hold for the moment. It is frustrating when things hit pause and there is no back up support. The only good part is I got a forced break from checking my website statistics on 2-3 times daily basis. Such tools only exist to frustrate, confuse and ultimately annoy so called writers. But such people are masochists anyways. Nothing torments like one’s own ego.
So I am back to going over my notes for time being. I realize that the human species on a whole tend to fail in dramatic fashion. Maybe Darwin was wrong. But I do not want to be the author on those failures. But writing is a “muscle” I need to get back into shape with it.
But in the end I need to remain optimistic.
But I really wish I had something to write about.