Jim goes viral!

 So I accidentally went viral on YouTube the other day. I drunkenly made a clip of a subtle little animation cue on American Dad, a moment which always makes me chuckle (when I notice it), and uploaded it to my channel. This was total drunk logic, as I have no social media accounts to post it on. Maybe my rationale was that, perhaps, someday I’ll make a brave return to Facebook and/or Twitter. I tend to do this sort of thing when I’m watching films or shows - I’ll take a screenshot with a joke in mind, but without the means to share it.

Remember, I had had most of a litre bottle of whisky by this time.

Anyway, I kinda forgot about it for the next couple of days while tending to my hangover, then noticed the video had not only had over two THOUSAND views, but notched up about forty likes, so the views were legitimate (and not just someone dead at their computer with their lifeless forehead pressing down on the refresh icon). So, yeah, I’m pretty pleased with myself as, after over a thousand videos posted, I finally get the attention we all crave so damn much.

I JUST WANT TO BE LOVED.

In other Me news, I’ve spent today going through and proof reading the second chapter of my new writing project. I’ll give it a spit-polish tomorrow then post it. I might try for a chapter every week for a year and, with any luck, I’ll have a novel ready by the end of 2024. If it doesn’t get any attention in blog form ,then I may seriously consider submitting it someone properly. But, woah, I’m getting WAY ahead of myself there. I guess I am a tedious fantasist, after all. I mean, the amount of times I’ve started a story then stopped after the second chapter is crazy. I just… I dunno… feel it’s time to commit to something other than a life of self-destruction. Perhaps this is what I’ve gotten out of my ex passing away: the realisation that I needed to choose between moving forward or leaving the race altogether.

Let’s try moving forward tor a bit, yes?

Just a bit.

Oh I watched Pitch Black today for the first time in about twenty years. What a wonderful movie! Tragically, it is now old enough that I can officially say: “They don’t make films like this anymore!”. Damn kids with their superheroes and jump scares. But, yeah, it’s a very camp film, which I’m still not sure whether is intentional or not. It’s wonderfully crammed with awesome, ass-kicking tomboys, and so much homoerotic man-meat that I wasn’t quite sure where to look. I think I’ll bite the bullet and buy the boxset with the initial two sequels in it (apparently a fourth is in Vin Diesel’s pipe), although I’m not expecting miracles.

That first one though. Golly! It’s so well structured, with some great characters, hit-and-miss dialogue, heart-wrenching drama, and fantastic filmmaking. I just… urgh… I could just kick myself for putting it on my shelf for two decades. Oh well, we can’t all be perfect, right?

RIGHT?!

Erm… I’m ok.

Speaking of intellectual science, I’ve just become a Patreon donor for Astronomy Cast, which I’ve been getting back into a lot lately. I’m not listening to the audio-only version, but sitting down to the full, uncensored YouTube streams. Watching two people talking for hours about science with massive grins on their faces because they love the subject SO MUCH fills me with endless joy. I’m not sure how long I’ll contribute for, but at least I’m trying to give something back. Plus, hey, the economy is being weird post-covid, so I think non-profit people like this who rely on advertising and handouts need as much help as they can get.

Onwards!

My sleep pattern’s still a little off, but I’m not finding myself sleep-deprived. It’s just… well… hard to plan for life when you’re asleep and awake in bite-sized chunks.

Oh I finally invested in a Blu-ray copy of Raising Arizona, which I watched last night. It’s a film I really like but, for reasons that have never been completely clear to me, have never, ever owned a physical copy of. Not VHS, not laserdisc, not DVD, not even cuneiform clay tablet.  But what a wonderful film. Every time the camera cuts to Nicholas Cage, I just started laughing. Plus Holly Hunter is such a badass that I can’t even think. Hey, have you ever noticed how you never see Holly Hunter and Jodie Foster in the same room tog… oh wait, I did this joke a few months ago about Reece Witherspoon and Amy Poehler, didn’t I? Oh well, if it ain’t broke…

Hmmm, what next?!

Nah, I think that’s it. I might crash soon, so I think I’ll stick on the film Moon before my energy levels drop too sharply.

I hope your weekend is going well.

Do stay in touch, darlings.

Toodles!