where IS the water?

So things have been a bit crazy lately. Still haven't heard about the raffi song, I think we can assume (in part for the cause of self-protection) that some other lad sounded more like Jack White than I do. It was a rush to work on that, and you can't win them all.

Things are going well enough with the business, always mailing out more reels. I'm beginning to understand the language of rejection on the phone with some of these people. If they think you are worth talking to, then they talk to you. If they don't think that you are worth talking to, then they are 'in a session' or 'out of the office for a moment,' etc. Every now and then someone likes what they are hearing and you get some interest. What sucks is the sense of complete isolation from the people you are trying to reach. After a while you feel like maybe you are a lunatic or a stalker or something. All you can think about is getting your reel in that person's bubble and making them listen to it. Sometimes I even find myself day dreaming devious strategies for infiltrating their defenses. You hear crazy stories. One gentleman who is now quite successful actually dressed up as an easter bunny on easter or maybe it was cupid on v-day... Anyway he posed as a singing telegram and the bigwig he was trying to meet with was so impressed that he took his demo. Anyone who gives you attention or credit becomes your bff and you find yourself constantly wanting to call them and nag them. It's a comical, vile, and de-humanizing cycle. Some days you are the boar and some days you are the bunny.


Anyway I am indeed working hard and tirelessly to ensure you have at your fingertips the absolute best crop of flash games at your disposal. Don't laugh, flash games are the next pet rock.

This one is thanks to Eric N. It reminds of what I always thought Tokyo would be like, but wet. It also reminds me of a few childhood wave pool experiences, but about 14 times more populated.



-bpp