There and back again, a Blogger's tale
So here we are again.
Okay, first question is obviously "where did you go for almost a year?" Funny you should ask that. So much has happened from when I started this blog and now I really feel I ought to just hit the old "self-serving recap button" and try and get up to speed as part of my new commitment to the blog.
Long story short: When I began this blog I was working as a video store clerk. Shortly after starting this, I joined a brief stint as a Cable Access TV co-host on a film criticism show. Unfortunately, that particular venture AND the clerk job ceased to work out at around the same time but nontheless managed to eat up a large amount of my life and free time.
Presently, I've found new and comfortable employment as, yes, a theater usher and have embarked upon a promising venture with a group of close friends to make independent films.
Also, I feel I must be honest, my return to regular blogging is also a part of a return to sanity on my part after dealing with some serious unemployment-related psuedo-depression on my part. Nothing major, just a SERIOUS sense of malaise and misdirection in life.
My "breakthrough" against the blues came, as it so often does to a purebreed Geek as myself, through solidly film-related means. For WEEKS I had been stomping around my then-futile job search with a peculiarly defiant tune in my head. It took awhile for me to place it, but once I did things just seemed to fall into place...
The tune was Danny Elfman's 3rd act "March" theme from Edward Scissorhands. You remember the scene: Edward, after spending nearly the whole movie trying to "normalize" himself into the world of the beautiful, pleasant, "regular" folks and being lulled into a false sense of belonging by their fickle/short-lived "appreciation" of his artistic side only to have them turn on him when he shows signs of being "weird" again, stalks enraged through the suburbs. Using his bladed fingers, he furiously SHREDS off the suit and dress-casual pants he'd been wearing to "fit in" and re-emerges in his REAL skin, reborn as his true self. The small, pathetic "normal" people may fear him once again, but it matters not: He's HIMSELF again, and if that's not good enough for the townspeople then to hell with them.
Once I identified the tune and, subsequently, what my geek brain was trying to tell me with it, it was a short trip back to relative-happiness, sanity and a feeling of self-comfort: I know who I am again, and I feel like ME for the first time in years.
So, then, Geekbob is back. Bigger, better, and Geekier than ever before.
Let the Blogging begin.
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