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Oh The Happs, you are my worst enemy! But I also
love you dearly.
So we were late this week, big whoop. I don’t want to point fingers,
but Jeff ruined everything. Seriously though, the guy works pretty hard,
so give him a break. Sometimes he’s too exhausted to make the magic.
Sometimes he just sits in a corner and cries. It’s very emotional for
both of us.
It’s a weird feeling, the one this little “endeavor” of ours
conjures up. When I said that KC Green hit the nail on the head with
last week’s Horribleville, I wasn’t kidding. It feels as if we’re
trying to accomplish something, we just don’t know what, and we’ll
never know if we’ve accomplished it or not. There’s a lot of
pressure that comes from everywhere and nowhere in particular at the
same time.
What we need are specific goals, but how do we go about making those?
Should we set a certain level of site traffic as our goal? That
doesn’t feel rewarding to me, because I don’t know who is looking at
our site. There are a lot of idiots out there, and entertaining idiots
does nothing for me. I don’t want to be Carlos Mencia or Larry The
Cable Guy. I want to entertain smart people, which is surprisingly hard
to do when you’re kind of an idiot.
But I will never break new ground. I don’t want to be afraid to
offend, but I am. I don’t want to be politically correct, but I’m
scared not to be. I don’t want to settle for bullshit catchphrases and
wacky antics, but I’m too scared to try harder. I feel as if I am dumb America, and I’m too terrified to rise above it.
Git-r-dun.
-Dylan
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