my future children are sad.

My future kids are crying out. I can hear them, or half of them I suppose, screaming out from my under garments. They're crying out because I haven't writting in this damn blog. How are they going to know the chronology of their father's life in 2006? 'tis a shame.

So let's try to recap. I'll start where I am now and work my way back.

Right now I'm trying my darndest to finish a video for the band Acute. They're great. The video's great. I just want to finish it.

Before that, I did a video for the Barenaked Ladies that I'm really proud of. Not necessarily because of the video but because I have been a huge BNL fan forever and am super thrilled that they went out on a limb and let me do something totally retarded.

Before that, was the Submarines, right? And somewhere along the line I got the Cold War Kids video done.

Somewhere before that I got a job at an ad agency. I've been writing commercials. it's fun.

Okay, there. that pretty much covers it.

EYES: Battlestar Galactica
EARS: Record Robot audioblog. fucking genius.