New Year, Same Me?

I don’t like making New Year’s resolutions. I don’t like them because I don’t keep them and I don’t keep them because the pressure to make and keep them becomes too much and I end up saying fuck it at least a week into the new year. The act of making resolutions for me is mostly for show, to appear to be like other human beings, but I gave that up for Lent* one year and never looked back.

So I came into this year the same way I’ve come into the past five or six or seven years – with a renewed sense of optimism for what the days might bring, but with no plan on how to be a better or different person or to adjust my lot in life. I’m the living Kermit meme.

Nigga hush.

I might have to change that though.

Wait, let’s let the lightning strike and the thunder rumble and finish getting your chuckles out.

Don’t worry, I’m not making resolutions, because again, there’s just a bit too much pressure with trying to achieve them, especially if you put a timeframe on it like I am prone to do. But there are old habits that I need to break, old patterns of behavior that once again I need to reexamine how they fit into my life at this point in time (spoiler alert: they fucking don’t).

Stay tuned.

The 2019 Bored Ambition Master Plan

It’s finally the end of 2018 and a few days before my 30th birthday, and as many of my ilk – the goal oriented yet jaded, underemployed super millenials- have done or are in the process of doing, I have devised my master plan for 2019, the list of hopefully attainable goals that I will achieve within the upcoming 365 days. Because I am such believer in sharing is caring, I am going to outline to you all what exactly those goals all, so that maybe you, my audience, can keep me accountable, because remember, these goals affect the trajectory that this site will go in.

Without further ado:

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Like a Rolling Stone

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction.

Televized Interview with Paige Matthews

Dominique Simpson has never been shy in expressing her opinion of the human condition; she’s practically built her career on it. Whether she was lampooning the current culture on the short lived sketch comedy show NSFTV, dissecting the woes of twenty somethings on the cult classic Vainglorious for five seasons, or holding up a mirror to our penchant for violence in much of her filmography, one thing has always been certain – her level of self awareness rivals that of people who’ve lived longer and experienced more.

Even more telling is the fact that after the colossal success of the epic space war trilogy Final Occasion, a series of films made for what the studios would consider pennies, she walked away from it all, and disappeared off the face of the earth, or as close to it as you can in this hyper connected world we live in.

Now, on the eve of the thirtieth anniversary of her breakthrough film American Struggle, the 57-year-old writer and director has emerged from her self-imposed exile, and I joined her at her bucolic estate in Washington state with this exclusive interview where we talk the highs and lows of going after the success you want and when it’s time to let it go.
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