Dive into this wasteland

Time is most impatient. It never grants me the leeway to spend more of it when I need to. The finality of this relationship between time and myself is so absolute, I feel like I am in an abusive relationship. It cares not about my goals and desires, dreams and aspirations, work habits or personal life... it only exists to keep moving. If I'm tired, it wakes me... stressed, it presses me... worried, it toys with me. I'm not sure how much longer I will allow it in my life...

The wasteland is decaying, along with my hands as I continually type away on this plastic rectangle full of buttons that only a child would love to press. I personally find keyboards archaic and wonder why in the hell a new system hasn't been invented yet.

I'm drifting subjects...

The wasteland is decaying. Pilot episodes 1-7 are complete (minus 2 pick-ups for EP7) and we are prepping them for TC compression and transfer to our composer in LA. He just sent me 1m1 for EP1 but I have not the time to listen quite yet... for I am typing on this piece of plastic right now.

I leave for Burbank soon for the recording session which will be fun. Music is half of the storyline... it's the emotional context of the film's construct. After i return, I go immediately into color-correction at Downstream. Spend a few hours on Flame... head over to the recording studio, mix the final music with the engineer and come on home to compress it all out for our Flash site. The next day, I leave for Vegas...

Ok, I'll have to pick this up later... too much to do right now. Got to figure out how to finish this Nike gig now.

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Anyway, our campaign is slowly building. We have over 120 sites we're going live to on Nov 30th.