New Innocent Tyro Allegory

Okay. I don’t think that I can sit on my increasing fat ass and complain that I don’t have anything to write about.

Check it out…

I am a sexually-challenged black man living on Capitol Hill in Seattle during one of the most interesting – if not Republicanally entertaining - election campaigns in American history. I’ve just started back going to film school while still working on a short that I’ve written/produced/directed with a friend, which, by the way, with the snap of a finger I’ve put together a small production crew and am about to shoot my next short as well as produce my friend’s newest short. I’ve just met this guy that I think I might have a chance with (and now that i’ve mentioned him, i think i’ve just jinxed us both). The company I worked for has been seized by the government and sold to JPMorgan Chase, who doesn’t know what to do with me which has led me and my buddy of nearly 20 years to consider moving back to California. One of my favorite pastimes is to go on iTunes and download songs from really cool indie rock bands, throw them on my iPod and then burn a mix CD for. I do volunteer work for a non-profit organization that is very rewarding. I frequent one of the most interesting watering holes I’ve ever encountered in my alcohol-drinking adult life. And I’m wondering the validity of a rumour currently running around Capitol Hill about one of my really good friends being a prostitute.

And that’s just what has been going on recently…

I think I smell a screenplay brewing!