-- Less whinging about snow. Although, seriously, people ...
(EDIT: Fuck that. It's -17 C with a windchill of -30. I call FOUL, suh!)
-- Tagged articles. "Conversations with Tyrone" may be its own tag. Hell, just those entries alone would probably support more blog traffic than everything else combined ...
-- More pilot/tv blogging. I was waiting to see if we could recover more of the shots I took during the shoot, but no, the drive's fragged. So we return picture-less soon.
-- More cackling over Huckabee and Ron Paul. And despair over the prospect of a Clinton caucus win. So that balances out.
-- Notes on transferring from hardware dependency to an information cloud. That is, more writing as I'm doing now on my damn liquid sex Asus Eeepc, with scripts and documents composed with online/open source programs, and less reliance on gadgetry and tech-clutter. At the risk of sounding filthily pretentious, I'd like to see if it's possible to just be a floating... information node rather than a discrete bit of walking data and chips. For what it's worth I've written the previous two issues of Blue Beetle on Google Docs. Can I run a TV show on such software? Write scripts, or a novel? I don't know. Let's find out.
-- More agitating for the end of The Clown Show, also known as the Bush Republican Theory of Governance. We get it -- you don't like the government *. So stop trying to run it, and leave it to people who will actually use it in a constructive manner. Oh, and there'll be more Baby Boomer slagging in there for you.
-- More screenwriting program/book reviews. And answering reader questions. So send 'em.
-- More alt media articles, including a few I'm tuning for publication.
-- Excerpts from the Doomed (pulp sci fi) Novel. If only so Geoff and Wil can keep me honest.
-- More success stories about people reclaiming storytelling and physical production from Hollywood. C'mon people, a mid-sized Midwestern college probably has more and better film equipment than half the Canadian industry, and they managed to make Corner Gas. Knock our socks off and steal our jobs. Nothing would delight me more. As ever, the central mantra of this site is: "COME GET MY JOB." You know you'd be better at it. So sack up and ride.
-- Links. Like this one to Gawker media's surprisingly unsucky sci fi site i09. It, stunningly, feels like real geek, not just condescending fan service. Go forth.
-- It's the 21st Century. Break more stuff.
Happy New Year to you and yours. See you soon.
* (and gays. and brown people. and the FUCKING FUTURE.)