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New Discoveries of Self...




After a bit of self-reflection, I've come to a not-so-shocking conclusion: My brain is a clusterfuck. It seems that I am genuinely incapable of being 100% focused on any one thing at any given time.

It's totally the truth.

To prove my theory, just ask Hotass and Skipper... In less than a year of being blessed with my friendship, they'll testify that they've seen me excited about opening a video bar, writing a book, recording another album, writing a screenplay, performing in another musical, starting a marketing firm, opening a diner, starting a non-profit, and god knows what else. How many of those things have come to fruition? Zero. None of them got passed the research stage, aside from the marketing firm that actually landed a couple of clients. And really, it could more accurately be called freelance graphic design...

And don't even get Roomie started on how many brain children I've birthed over our four years together... He'd probably just shake his head slowly and pour another cosmo...

Anyway, I think I've made a decision. I'm going into production. See, I'm decent at alot of different things, but I've only "mastered" a few. And even those things that I have some skill at can't hold my attention for long enough to get me devoted to them. So, rather than sticking to this jack-of-all-master-of-none mold in which I've spent the last few years, I'm going to find talent and make it happen for them.

You know what they say: "Those who can't do, teach". Well, I'm convinced that while I could do alot of this stuff, my brain may not function best that way. So instead of working by myself to make records, write books, design web sites, open clubs, write screenplays, act, dance, and generally entertain the world, I'm going to try my hand at putting it all together using whatever resources I can muster up.

I even have a logo. How ya like them apples?

Sounding the Shofar...

For those of you who are not aware, Rosh Hashanah begins tomorrow at sundown. Rosh Hashanah is commonly known in the West as the Jewish New Year. Unlike the American New Year celebration (which commonly includes all kinds of gluttony, drunkeness, and basically every other type of fabulous debauchery one can imagine [for which I can't wait!]), Rosh Hashanah is a very sacred celebration that generally means extensive time in the Synagogue and alot of religious hooplah (such as starting celebrations with traditional Shofar trumpet calls, hence the photo and title of this post).

However, very much like American tradition, Rosh Hashanah is a time of introspection and resolution. A time of goal setting and the turning of new leaves. Rosh Hashanah is a time to reflect on past mistakes, and to move forward in a better fashion. Furthermore, unlike many American New Year's resolutions, Hasidic Jews are generally pretty committed to following through with decisions made during Rosh Hashanah.

Now, I'm certainly no Hasidic Jew, but I think I probably believe that any religious event or practice that has been around for thousands of years has got to have some spiritual power built up behind it. And I am a devout believer in progress. So I'm going to use this year's Rosh Hashanah to try and tap into a bit of ancient mystical mojo. I'm going to evaluate my character, try to love the people around me a little more than ever, and continue to move toward figuring out what the hell I believe.

Mazletov, y'all.

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