Aug. 10th, 2005

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Hi chums how are you.

[livejournal.com profile] mrmorse and I had a grand time at SCAT tonight filming the host segments for the first Gameshelf show. Yes, finally. Sorry this is taking so long, to those of you who care. My motivation to finally stitch the thing together is higher than ever right now, after working with the great volunteer crew and talking to another guy there who saw the teaser we made in June and wanted to know when we're making more.

Collected info on how SCAT series work. It's less complicated than I was expecting, and there's now nothing stopping me from scheduling several shows' worth of shoots. Well: I'm going to make this first show first, just to prove to myself that I can. Then we'll see. I already have a full itinerary in mind for the next show, and I'd like to put two or three more in the can before I call it a series. (Four episodes is the rule of thumb the station uses, in fact.)



Been hacking on Javolin, and talking with [livejournal.com profile] daerr about early business duties, like drafting the corporate operating agreements, which he rightfully compares to a game of Nomic. We gave each other deadlines for later this week... one of mine involves finally updating the written business plan to match the one we've been talking about most recently.

Not much fun to be had there, but I'm getting really impatient to get into a position where I can start pitching to investors. (Incorporation and organization is also necessary for that, but at least it's novel and fun.) At this point I feel as needful for validation as I do for money.

Meanwhile MA is *cricket noise* six days after my LLC filing. I'll try calling someone tomorrow. Paranoid that they emailed me and Gmail thought it was spam. I get more than 100 spams a day, and it's hard to manually wade through my spamtrap.



I ordered some clothes from American Apparel online because I like their clothes even though I don't like their retail outlet. More than two weeks later, I still haven't gotten them. Last week I called to correct my address, which had magically changed from Linden Ave to Lincoln Ave at some point in their elf-driven computer-brain system. I don't know what the problem is, and have been putting off calling them too, because I hate using the phone, actually.

I guess I'm just not meant to be their customer, frowny. (But I will try to remember to call them anwyay; there's > $100 worth of new clothes for me, floating out there somewhere.)
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[livejournal.com profile] daerr lent me "Eagle", a manga that supposes the campaign and eventual election of a noble, honest, war-hero Japenese-American POTUS in 2000, seen through the eyes of his estranged Japanese son. I don't actually foresee taking the effort to read them (and it is a lot of effort -- the things are huge, five little "phone books" typical of serial-manga format) because I find it too depressing for words.

I thought of pretending that it takes place in some near-future election setting, but that's not realistic, because nobody mentions 9/11. It would have to be strictly alternate-universe stuff. And, again: just too depressing to think about.

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