Just an insane amount of stuff.
It seems like it’s all hitting the fan at once here at Casa Green. In case you managed to miss it somehow (surely not for lack of me blabbering about it everywhere), after months of teasing everyone along, the Classic Gaming Expo 2007 4-DVD set is now up for pre-order, with the first discs shipping at the end of this month. PDF Level 2 now has a drop-dead date in early April, giving me around a month and a half to complete it at its planned 3-hour running time (which includes editing, post, restoration of commercial clips where needed, writing, and composing the music – not necessarily in that order).
As a sidebar to PDF Level 2, though, I’ve fallen in love with a bit of my own work. I hate to admit that, because at some point you have to step away from it and view it with a critical eye. Or ear, in this case, because it’s a piece of music I composed to cover an audio-less stretch of the 1970s segment of Level 2. In the course of prepping a segment and getting it to the point where I’m finally ready to put it to bed, I get to where I have the sound memorized, and the music memorized to the point where I’m sick of it. But, pathetic as it may sound, I could listen to this piece of music all day – I embedded it in this blog post as “RCA Studio LIV” (think Roman numerals to get the joke). I’m probably going to go back and do an extended/embellished version of it to use for the trailer. Why I’m so fond of it, I don’t know – it was intended to resemble a late ’70s Alan Parsons Project instrumental (a sub-sub-genre of music that I dearly love), and I must’ve gotten somewhat close to the mark because I can’t get my ears off of it. It’s all that stuff that jumps around at fifth intervals – that sounds very Parsons. I don’t rate myself as a musician, especially not with a loop-based program as my weapon of choice (the conceit here being that the music for a video game documentary is being composed on a video game console), but this thing is just an earworm. At least for me. Your mileage may very well vary.
I have an actual client edit soon as well, and then once PDF Level 2 is on the floor and out the door…I might actually sleep. Yeah. That sounds good. Was I ever working this much when I was punching someone else’s clock? Probably not, but then I didn’t have a little guy running around “helping” me edit. Having him around (eating us out of house and home) keeps me highly motivated! 😆
One thing I’m going to try very hard to accomplish after Level 2, though, is to get my old VHS taped of the various Northside High School drama department productions transferred to DVD, do any restoration work needed, and get discs authored and duplicated in time for their respective class reunions (there were two productions in the ’88/’89 school year, and two in ’89/’90). Now, considering that these are 20-year-old edits of plays staged 20 years ago, I’m not exactly saying these are up to what I’d consider my current professional standard, but they are what’s there. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that I probably won’t be charging an arm and a leg for these, just covering my costs and making sure everyone who was involved in those productions who wants ’em can get a copy.
After that…who knows? Best of CGE 2003 & 2005? Jump Cut City: Remastered, now with CGI Burchuss? Actually writing one of these books I keep promising/threatening to write? Or sleep?
Oops – Evan just woke up. Silly me – daddy stuff is what I’ll be doing with my time. 😛
P.S. I can confirm, for folks attending OEGE, that I’ll have some CGE DVD sets at my table at that show. Anyone who’s only been to OEGE who watches the CGE DVDs may be in for a bit of a culture shock. 😆… Read more
Everyone keeps tagging me with this particularly silly meme, so I figured, what the heck – with my abundance of truly weird music sitting on my hard drive, not to mention Doctor Who audio stories, film & TV scores, various and sundry sound FX albums and whatnot, I’ll be able to elevate this meme to a completely surreal new dimension. Either that or every answer will be an ELO or Split Enz song. … 
Ah, the joys of parenthood. It’s a wonder sometimes that the whole human race hasn’t been wiped out by germs and viruses – when we have a situation like we have now, where the three of us are handing illnesses around like hot potatoes, I really wonder how the species got this far. Evan’s had a second round of urpiness, Jan’s feeling urpy, and I’ve never really stopped feeling urpy. The only real unexpected part is really trying to figure out who will be the next to lose their lunch. Place your bets now. For breakfast this morning, Evan’s had a chopped-up banana and some Cheerios (minus milk) as finger food, and I’ve let him pace himself on how fast he wanted to put it down. So far, so good – I’m finding that in many cases, taking a bit of a zen approach and letting him choose his own pace is the key to figuring out what’s up with him. And I have yet to see him feed himself so fast that it comes right back up. I know it’ll happen someday, and that I can’t let him graze freely forever, but for right now it’s useful. Me, I’m still down to one meal a day – I just don’t feel like my stomach can handle any more than that. (I tried to eat twice on Saturday, and paid for it rather messily.) But I’ve got this perpetually dizzy/shaky thing going on that makes me suspect I need to be eating more – I feel really disoriented. I’ve been hitting the multivitamins for the first time in ages to compensate. Maybe I should try some banana slices and O’s…
I was amused to run across 
Now I remember the other stuff that was eluding me in the wee hours of the morning.
Every once in a while I run across something that really makes me believe in synchronicity – that there are simply no coincidences whatsoever. 
You know, every year that I boldly state that the only thing left on my music want list is that year’s Doctor Who soundtrack, Mr. Tim Finn sneaks up and throws a new studio album at me. So there you have it – I’m going to start saying that the last CD I want every year is Doctor Who, and that means more Tim, right? …