There's No Reason I've Left My Blog To Moulder

So the blog-o-sphere is aware, I'm writing this entry to avoid writing my personal statement for my grad school application. If I have any more difficulty figuring out what to write about, I'm going to actually clean my room. And if that doesn't work, I'm going to take the room apart and rebuild it with recessed bookcases and secret passageways. Since my room is approximately 5 feet by 6 feet, these plans will either a) require acquisition of parts of Ryan's room or b) leave me with a space the size of a coffin. Cheery!

However, there's no good reason that I haven't updated this or It's Still Football since August. We even got an e-mail from Brett Dietz asking where we've been. So, perhaps I'll work on that, too. Clearly I'm going to mention ISF in my personal statement, as it's one more example of why I live my life by the axiom of "It seemed like a good idea at the time." If families still had mottos, going forward, mine would be "Is Videor a Parilis a Bonus Informatio Procul Vicis." Or something. Free web translators give me both the heebies and the jeebies.

Leaving aside the fact that it sounds like I don't know what I'm doing, that'd be an hilarious inclusion in said essay. Right now, it looks like this:

I’m sure there are tons of applicants and aspiring producers who will say that they’re business-savvy, tenacious, creative, and hungry. While I’m all of those things (indeed, I am literally hungry as I write this), I am also batshit insane.

While certainly humorous, I don't think it's the wisest strategy I've ever had.

It's also not that humorous.

This is the Jump.