Thursday, June 28, 2007

Blog Karma magnet

Evidently profiles alone don't add enough depth, nuance and texture to a blogger's persona. And since I take this blog - and the fragile community which has embraced it - somewhat seriously, I'll do Chatoyance the favor of posting the answers she so sheepishly requested.

This should be the last time I have to do it. Seriously.

Eight things you should probably know about the author of this blog (but probably didn't).

1. I have a bent toe (which may be genetic, my son has the same)

2. While I have worked in advertising for close to ten years, and have pretty much figured out all the different, not-so-mysterious ways a commercial can fly off the tracks into dismal failure, I continue to be fascinated by the fact that crap commercials show up on TV ALL THE TIME. Call me an optimist, but I feel like the industry should be improving over time. It is not.

3. I was drawn back to Dallas from Harrisburg - a fourteen hundred mile move that cost me weeks of anguish and a small piece of my mother's heart, ostensibly for a decent enchilada and the hope of seeing Robert Earl Keen more than once a year. One out of two ain't bad.

4. I dream that one day I'll write actual books.

5. I dream that one day I'll create actual art.

6. Until those two days, I'll be posting my photographs and marker comps and making feeble commentary on work done by people, most of whom are far more talented than I can ever be. But I do enjoy the pursuit.

7. I will listen to damn near anything. In much the same way I have lost the fear of being caught in public without my pants on - so have I lost the fear of someone making fun of me for having the Spice Girls on my ipod. I consider myself old enough to no longer care what you think about my cheesy pop hits (although I'll go ahead and mention that my ipod is tempered with enough Led Zeppelin, Keith Jarrett, and Paste Magazine samplers to keep me rooted, loose and open.)

8. I consider my greatest triumph, both personally and professionally, the fact that I am where I am today - feet away from the most important people in the world, in a great city in a great state in a great country where I'm free to bitch and want and wish and push and hope. I figure I can build upon my lot, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.

And now back to our regularly scheduled sarcasm and short-sighted whining.

OH. WAIT.

I want Fox to suffer through this experience too. It promises to be much more entertaining.

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