First, I have, of course, made a vid.
You know, sometimes I have a vague idea what I am going to talk about but a lot of the time I just start talking or typing and see what comes out.
It’s one of the way I prevent writer’s block. When you know you’re going to start writing no matter what, your mind is forced to come up with something.
Or at least that’s how it works for me.
Before I started blogging in 2011, I would sometimes do literal “write anything” exercises. Just typing whatever came into my head with absolutely no forethought and no concern for whether it was “right” or coherent or made sense or anything.
The only goal was to keep typing.
And that was super valuable because it helped to unclog the verbal pipeline between my mind and the world and get me used to putting my thoughts into words on a page.
And sure, it was incoherent and nonsensical…. at first.
But the more I did it, the more coherent and structures this seat of the pants writing ended up being. To the point where I wrote an entire short story of around 800 words in one nonstop typing session.
Which is pretty impressive, don’t you think?
It was not a great short story, mind you, but it had a beginning, middle, and end, and it all made sense.
It was readable.
And I have carried that lesson forward to this very day. It’s how I learned not to second guess what I am writing, because that road leads to paralysis.
I write what I write, and I rarely look back. For better and for worse.
It has its drawbacks but it’s made me very productive. I can write damned near anything and I can do it fast.
Anyhow, this is what I am REALLY excited about posting…. look what I made!
It’s ME! It’s Fruvous strutting the stage as lead singer of a rock band and he’s doing it in front of an audience of FREAKING MUPPETS.
Word cannot describe how much that means to be.
Relatedly, I seem to have made my first YouTube Short.
I guess it became one because it’s only 4 seconds long? What I like is that I didn’t have to worry about the aspect ratio. It did that itself.
So all I have to do is find a way to say something worth listening to in 60 seconds or less and I, to, can make Shorts.
Works for me.
I used a site called Vidu to make Fru’s fabulous debut. It’s been amazing to play with. All it needed was a reference photo for Fruvous (which I generated via image generation) and a description from me and boom, I’m a Muppet!
That wasn’t even in my description. I just told it to give me a rock and roll band with all anthropomorphic animal musicians, and pow!
It is, no exaggeration, something I will treasure forever. And it’s great that I know that I can make Fruvous animations any time I like!
I wonder if it could handle the four footed version of him. Could make some pretty darn cute “fox on the beach” animations for the coming summer.
Of course, Vidu doesn’t do NSFW stuff. If I want to do that kind of thing (and I really, really do!), I will have to find some shady AI that doesn’t ask questions.
But get this : I tried to get it to animate with a male furry nude as the reference, and it refused to do it!
HOW DID IT KNOW? It must have a penis detection formula or something.
And just thinking about the math involved makes my head spin.
Well it’s sort of half a sphere on top of a cylinder…
More after the break.
Doing dumb shit
Right now, I am sitting here waiting for dear Julian to bring me the food I ordered.
It took about 20 mins to get here. I’ve needed to poop since before I ordered. That 20 minutes would have been the ideal time to go poop.
But I just kept playing my video game instead.
Now the food hath arrived and I am eating it and I still need to poop. But apparently I lack the self-discipline to make myself get up and go poop BEFORE I eat and blog.
In the abstract, I am sensible and pragmatic, like a good Taurus. I always know what I should be doing.
I just don’t do it a lot of the time, and generally speaking, the reasons are emotional.
Quite often it’s simply a matter of lacking the will to overcome myself and make myself do something. My lethargy and indolent indecision make it hard for me to simply decide to do something a fair bit of the time.
That’s part of why I rely so heavily on routine. Routine really cuts down on the number of decisions you have to make, especially that most dreaded one : what do I do now?
I follow my routine, of course. And any spare moments I have, I stuff with video games.
That way I almost never have to decide what to do with myself, and it’s ever so easy to just let the days click by like numbers on a clock, each day seeming a little shorter than the last, until they all become a blur and it seems like whole weeks blink by in a snap.
And then you die.
They say that when you’re over the hill, you pick up speed, but seeing as death lies at the bottom, that’s not such a good thing.
For most people, anyhow.
Lately I have been harboring some “not technically suicidal” thoughts about how I am looking forward to being old enough to die a respectable death because then this whole sordid mess will be over.
That’s a heavy damned word for me. Over. It’s like the ultimate expression of unhealthy escapism, the desire to escape literally everything so you don’t have to deal with living at all any more.
Those are the rocks I work hard to avoid. I keep myself busy with my routine and my games and my creative output so I don’t think about that kind of thing too much.
And I am most definitely not making any plans to harm myself.
But when deathcomes for me, many years from now I might not put up much of a fight.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.