I’m taking a second break from the freewrite fest because I’m sick. Not totally sick. More like a sudden onset of illness followed by a long daze. It feels like being hungover without having imbibed any alcohol. Needless to write, I can’t find an ounce of creativity in these tired old bones today. So, instead I’ll just share…
Some Thoughts:
- Professional sports have begun to feel like the lead car in a Snowpiercer-esque hype train that starts at age 4. I want my two remaining athletes to get as far as they can, but man the hype cloud is so damn toxic. Is it truly worth it?
- Speaking of hype — or lack thereof. The Into the Spiderverse 2 trailer has gotten surprisingly little hype. Looks really fun. Loving the interaction between the spiderfolk, and think Oscar Issac’s Spiderman 2099(?) figures to be the villain here.
- I might have a fever… or just feel like I have one.
- Been trying to figure out a call sheet for madden to help me get a handle on this 400 play playbook. I don’t know why playbooks in a video game are so large. Who calls that many plays? I have like 27 formations–most from shotgun. Most of the plays I use require on the fly adjustments in order to be successful. I am not 12. I don’t have the time or patience to train for all that!
- Oh, and as for games.. Sifu is good. It is imperfect in ways. If you get caught in a corner you’re done. Otherwise I enjoy every playthrough of the first level, because that is as far as I am willing to go until I master my style. I don’t know all the kung fu yet!
- Out.