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When we last left our heroes… well, there weren’t really any heroes, just a couple of college students who had two episodes of a show, barely half an hour each, in hand, and a cable access channel ready to show whatever we threw at them (within the bounds of decency, which admittedly JCC wasn’t likely to cross).
This is the even stranger story of how Jump Cut City went from being an inside joke to something that other people were watching, and would therefore have to understand (within reason, which admittedly was not an area where JCC tended to dwell). … Read more
In case you couldn’t tell, this week’s theme is creative endeavours. Even the silly ones. (Sometimes those are the best ones.) As part of that, I’ve undertaken a much-needed revamp of the music page of my blog (as seen in the “music” tab above), which has been mostly broken since the whole indicent earlier this year when my hosting service was hacked into and stuff was deleted wholesale. I’ve now put fresh music files on the server and divided things up by “project”. I’ve done soundtrack projects, I’ve been in short-lived ad-hoc bands of sorts, and I’ve just experimented randomly on stuff. You can now hear bits and bobs from all of these “eras,” including the surprisingly oft-requested music from Phosphor Dot Fossils. I’ll try to get downloadables set up for all of this stuff soonish, since I know the idea of sitting around parked at the page and playing stuff from there is probably a bit behind the times.
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It only took about four years (during which I’ve alternated between unemployment and nutty flip-flopping shifts, homeschooling and the boy being in day care full-time, madness, sadness, badness and blandness), but… it’s finally done.
Stuck for an original Mother’s Day card? Here you go: me and Little E made this. I printed it out, he colored it, and we’re good to go. Cost: ink, paper, crayons!
There are few incidents worse than a TV station over which you’re supposedly riding herd “going black” – i.e. something, somewhere, has stopped working, and you’re broadcasting an empty signal. In the control room, this is known as “oh shit time.”
