Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Happy Birthday! 2012

Happy Birthday, me! This is going to be a short post because I'm busy.

; I noticed afterwards that I broke a blog rule in this post by not mentioning Writing at all. So! As far as I can tell, the only one of my stories with a birthday scene is Deep Sleep, which you can find in the A Future Darkly collection on Amazon. As I recall, the whole story is in the sample! Read it!

I think 2012 is the year when I've finally bundled all my neuroses into an easy-to-manage package.

The Eternal Balance of Confidence and Bravado
Any constant reader of this blog can probably gather that I'm either confident or bravadous. Well, I'm both, and it's this massive overconfidence that is the thing that keeps me stable, no matter how ridiculous Life gets, and how much DRAMA (a small amount, in all cases) is laid on, as the too-sweet icing of the cake of life.

But, this year, I'm finally leaning toward Confidence, now that I've got me—by practice, effort, and research—some solid skills in Writing, Life, and, of course: 
"Biz-niss..."
Rapid-Cycling Bipolar I
Last year was the first year I was officially diagnosed (by a DOCTOR!?!) with this zany mental illness.

It's not the fun kind of bipolar disorder that you can show off at parties. It's more the kind you try to avoid showing off at parties, and usually fail. Fortunately, I'm already strange enough that nobody notices.

...but, it is kinda fun. The downsides mostly involve not paying attention to money management, never being completely sure what day of the week it is, and being a terrible driver. Oh, and lucid batshit insane dreams, but that's more of a mixed bag.

Half the fun of being a writer is you spend a lot of time alone, wrassling with demons. I don't have all that many demons, so I mostly wrassle with myself. I'm a much tougher opponent.

Two Beers In My Refrigerator Challenge
I forgot to take a picture!
The gist of this one is that, for health reasons (read: The War On Pudge), I don't really want to drink at home, even with friends, so I'm going to leave two beers (~1.5L, i.e. my personal 'social drunk' limit) in my refrigerator as a kind of permanent challenge. It's hard to pick up beer on the way home when you've already got some in the refrigerator, and it's hard to drink the LAST TWO BEERS (gasp). We'll see how it goes. I'll make a countdown timer, once I figure out how. I'll still be imbibing at restaurants, bars and parties, when society demands my presence. As it often does.

Speaking of a demanding presence:
Sex!
Gosh, OK.
She's not a blonde, natural or otherwise, but let's not pick at artistic license in the circumstances.

-dab
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Thursday, December 29, 2011

New Year's Resolutions 2012

Another year is lurking in the background, waiting to pounce upon us and devour our souls in the night. ...possibly. For this year, 2012, I have a lot of great resolutions for myself. You can consult the Five-Year Plan, for the things that'll certainly happen, but these are the Goals. The One-Year Goals, if you will. All the folk call them resolutions, though.

Let's review:
Old Year's Resolutions 2010
New Year's Resolutions 2011
Success Rate:
I've still got that girlfriend, so I'll be sure to keep her happy.
I still don't have a Kindle.
I did, indeed, write like the wind. A rather languid, breezy wind, but a wind nonetheless.
I'm in slightly better shape now, and I use the Internet slightly less.
Prognosis: Negative. (Which is, of course, good.)

Here, in no particular order, are the 2012 resolutions:

Drink Wine
Beer's too easy, esp. this low-alcohol but delicious Thai beer (cf. Singha). I figure if I celebrate every Saturday with a $20 bottle of red wine as opposed to a $20 box of twelve bottles of beer over the course of a week, I'll be in better shape, mentally and physically. Perhaps some mixture of those two items, using linear programming to determine optimal configuration. I don't know. I'm never drunk in Thailand, I just don't want to get gout. That'd be...embarrassing.

Never Volunteer For Anything Again
In case you hadn't figured it out by now, I've been in Thailand these last twenty-seven months as a Peace Corps Volunteer. That's the first and last I'll mention it on this blog, but I have to say (1) I recommend it and (2) I've done my time. Henceforth I am a Man of Business, and I think I can save the world a lot more effectively if I have a Lot of Money, rather than, say...not.

Dave Frost will be taking charge of any further political and economic discussions along those lines, so don't ask me. (He'll be writing an MBA blog, even.)

Eat Less, Better
It turns out I really, really like fish, to the exclusion of just about every other food, and my health has massively improved since I became a de facto pescatarian. I doubt I'll make it official, but I will avoid non-food obsessively, and eat for taste. Damn you, Michael Pollan, and your stupid consciousness-raising. Now I've turned into a 'picky eater'. If you're confused, just consult Food Rules.

Oh, and
Also Less Coffee
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Apatheism
Not going to make a big deal of this, but as of 2012, I'm going to act as if religion doesn't exist. For those of you who practice personal religion, that won't make a big difference. Those with a political religion will need to take note. Here's a handy guideline: If your proposition depends on religious belief, it is no longer admissible in my court of evidence for argument, and I will shut it down/delete/ignore it with all due haste.

This is purely for my Creative mental health...and also I'm bored with the discussion. I'm too lazy to be an Atheist. Just leave me alone. I've got so many other interests that I can afford to be rather dull on one topic.

I will continue to make my regular contributions to the ACLU so that everybody—at least in America—can argue out in the open, and if your religious-affiliated charity/NGO has stripped all mention of religion out of its primary charitable goal (I've worked with loads of NGOs, I can assess), I'll contribute to that too.

Don't Be Isolated
Living in the jungle for two years has given me an appreciable window on my mental health, and it turns out I like to have lots of people around to absorb my Creati-Babble. Facebook and blogs just doesn't cut it. I'm going to cut a swathe through whatever social scene I can find.

Play a "Sport"
I've been using Fitocracy (follow me!) for a while now, and it's been super-helpful. I hate the gym, so it would seem the best way for me to get in shape is to pick up a sport, and a pick-up sport at that. Maximum one piece of equipment, so basketball, soccer, 'ultimate frisbee', whathaveyou. More on that as it develops.

Play more Settlers of Catan
Pretty self-explanatory, really. I like human contact, and trading, and board games, all in convenient 30-minute increments. Let's make it happen, people.

Write Lots of Short Stories
In 2012, I'm going to compulsively write a lot of short stories and put them up everywhere. I've pretty much determined that I love writing short stories most of all, and it's an Exercise in Focus. They'll all be entered as part of the (H2NH Stories 2012) series, then split up into collections (with real cover art) by fives and fifteens (for eBooks) and thirties (for POD). Fun!
Fifty of these stories will be under the auspices of Write1Sub1 "Reloaded", but as you can see from my cover art template, I'm anticipating triple digits. You'll be able to follow the progress via the page I'll set up, accessible by clicking on the cover art template in the side-bar. That's the challenge, people.

-daB
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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas Eve 2011

Christmas Eve—otherwise known as The Only Holiday I Celebrate—is upon us, and I'm having a wonderful time! Let's report it the traditional way:

Christmas Past

Since I knocked my own Christmas Past out of the park with Christmas Eve 2010, I'll just provide you with my favorite part of the movie I'll be watching with my girlfriend tonight:
Man, those guys knew how to spread Christmas cheer.

Christmas Present

Did I mention my girlfriend? I think I might have. This is the Second Annual Christmas Party & Debauch, so I'm ready to settle in to some delicious fish, beer, and et cetera. What a time we'll have, writing dry spell notwithstanding, and then I'll be ready to embrace the new year 2012 (Thai year 2555) with open arms, heart and mind. I'm going back to America in a month or two, but I'll be back, for my pineapple girl.
She's the reason for the season.
What? You wanted a Christmas Girl? Do your own damn Google Image Search, you perverts.

Christmas Future

I've already made my five-year plan, and nothing can change it, so let's talk about the real Future. Specifically, why haven't I had the opportunity to go colonize wherever the hell this is yet?
source
It's "a habitable exoplanet in orbit around a red dwarf". Look at those lush continents! Man, we could be doing so many cool things on the land, and talking to the local whale population. Plus, everything will be all red and cool. That makes dramatic speeches more spooky:
Governor David Barron, exhorting the colonists.
Who's with me? I'll give Humanity until 2024, then I'm going by myself. Don't make me come back there.

Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

-daB
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