About Brian

Wandering, pondering, Hitchhiking Whovian. Father Son of Buckethead. Long suffering Columbus Blue Jackets fan. Will write for a steady paycheck.

Update from the Abyssssssssszzzzz…

These last few months have been a blur of work, sleep, eat, and repeats. I won’t kid ya, there hasn’t been much to write about and the world’s in a shitty enough state that even talking about current events depresses me. Everyone’s an abusive sexaholic and none of us are going to have a even a meager retirement thanks to the game constantly being rigged against regular folks like you and you and her and that dude over there in the corner and all of us, basically.

The podcast (did I mention that I’m doing a Doctor Who podcast called HARRY SULLIVAN IS AN IMBECILE!?) is going quite well. Quite well. It’s a fun hobby and we seem to have a very modest audience. The fact that someone is listening is quite nice.

Recently, I restarted my subscription to Filmstruck. With very few exceptions, I’m not a fan of big budget movies nor the frenetic pace that they seemed to be edited. What I appreciate about Filmstruck — a partnership with cable channel TCM and The Criterion Collection — is the variety of films they have: Kurosawa, Fellini, Goddard, Dick Lester, Robert Altman. There’s plenty of foreign films and only recently did they add a series of short films by Jim Henson.

Just a few days ago, I watched Aguirre, The Wrath of God, a film by Werner Herzog and starring the unpredictable Klaus Kinski and the lush and deadly Peruvian jungle which, let’s face it, is the only thing that could balance a terror like Kinski. It’s a fictional account based on the diary of Gaspar de Carvajal of a Spanish soldier’s search for El Dorado. As Aguirre, Kinski dominates every scene with his violent outbursts, threats, and mad determination to reach the mythical city, despite the ever decreasing number of troops, comrades, and others along on their perilous journey down the Amazon.

The movie ends as Aguirre stands upon his disintegrating raft, overrun by monkeys and littered with the bodies of his fellow travelers, his daughter among them, declaring, “I, the Wrath of God, will marry my own daughter, and with her I will found the purest dynasty the world has ever seen. Together, we shall rule this entire continent. We shall endure. I am the Wrath of God… who else is with me?” The movie matches that of its star, himself prone to tantrums and abuse towards his director, his cast mates, and those working on the film. One gets the sense that any chance of mutiny — either in the story or on the set — would’ve been quickly and cruelly put down.

Seen in the context of our current political climate, one can’t help but see Trump in Aguirre’s uniform, boasting how only he can make American great as he blunders & blusters through mishap after mishap.

Context is everything, ain’t it? Nowadays, we’re shackled with corrupt politicians of many stripes, the ghost of the Nazis rising from its ashes in a country that fought to keep those fuckers from taking over the world. Our planet is fighting the disease of humanity, moneyed bastards run all things, and any poor sap cursed to have been born at this very moment has to contend with an outdated economic system, shrinking wages, and faster shrinking habitable areas to live and not get bombed, boiled, or otherwise blotted off the face of this planet.

Still cheery as ever. Uncle gonz likes to keep things light, donchaknow.

God is a human construct and it is humanity that damns us to this madness. We are indeed experiencing the Wrath of God.

Sleep well.


HARRY SULLIVAN IS AN IMBECILE! and I ain’t feelin’ great either…

This is going to be a short one today as I’m having another two-fisted depressive episode…

As mentioned previously, I’ve been working on a new podcast with a fellow Doctor Who enthusiast. If you like Doctor Who and like hearing two men talk about Doctor Who, well, today is your day.

Click here to enjoy episode 1 of HARRY SULLIVAN IS AN IMBECILE: Dr. Who and the Uncanny Valley.


What a week, eh?

I don’t often shy away from the occasional political comment on here, however, nothing that I could say hasn’t been said by better people with my eyeballs on their writing. What happened last week in Charlottesville — an act of domestic terrorism perpetrated by — let’s not mince words — Nazi, White Supremacist, Trump Supporters, polo-shirted Tiki-bearing Guys Next Door, the jackbooted agitators and survivalist groups. Yes, you can lump them all together; it’d be the quickest Venn Diagram. Just one circle with the word “Racist”.

Anyway, these are the times when we reach for our bibles. Mine happens to be The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Grab whatever you need and let’s meet up next time.

It’s All Thursday Up In Here!

A couple of things as we slouch towards the weekend…

  1. Recently, I’ve started drinking sparkling water, thanks in part to my friend, David, who drinks it himself. David is cool beyond coolness and I like being around him. I don’t drink sugary drinks or sodas, which means I’m usually drinking water, unsweetened tea, or coffee, when I’m not drinking a fine IPA. I like it. It’s refreshing and a jump up from the usual tap water I drink. Hydration is good!
  2. Speaking of David, he and another friend recommended a book to me: Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Activity by Dave Allen. I’m not a huge self-help book reader (except for Chris Hardwick‘s The Nerdist Way which is an excellent book, especially if you’re in the nerd:geek range of the social spectrum). A huge problem I have is, well, getting things done, by which I mean getting something out of my head so that it can stop taking up space. Even more, I suffer from the inability to break down a thing into manageable parts. While I’m only a few chapters in, I am learning some very useful tools for getting shit out of my head and onto paper, thus, freeing my brain to actually do things and, say it with me, Madge, get things done. Yay productivity!
  3. Speaking of productivity, I’ve been working through some web programming tutorials like nobody’s business. I’ve signed up for a few courses with Udemy, including their Web Programming Bootcamp, and am supplementing it with the HTML/CSS course over on Code Academy. My plan to make beautiful webpages is coming to fruition. Learning is Fun!
  4. Sometimes I like to have music on when I’m working on web code or when I’m writing. Lately, I’ve been varying between chiptune and nerdcore (parents, ask your kids). Recently, I fumbled onto a rock/chiptune band called I Fight Dragons, especially the song “KABOOM!”. I’m a sucker for a good rock tune accompanied by 8-bit music.
  5. Finally, a huge shout out to reddit user BorisCJ. After I posted my little story the other day about creating a BASIC computer program to get me out of having to actually handwrite 100 sentences, I remembered an FoxTrot comic strip that had a similar theme. If you’ve never read FoxTrot… what’s wrong with you?!… it’s not your typical family-based comic strip.
    Having no luck with a Google, Bing, DuckDuckGo, etc., I even considered pestering the strip’s creator, Bill Amend, to see if he could recall it. Forgoing that, I instead made a post in the FoxTrot reddit group. That’s where the most helpful BorisCJ managed to track down the very comic in question. Thanks!

    Published 09/18/1994. Copyright FoxTrot,© Bill Amend 2017