Sometimes I get fascinated with a concept I become borderline obsessed with it then my ADD kicks in and I move on to something else. I’m like a little kid who can be distracted by shiny objects at times, but then 6 months to a year later I pick up on it again. I use to do this with video games. I would play one game for months no matter how many times I would beat the game then I would get so bored with it I would just toss it aside and be all, “This game is so boring. Why am I even playing it?” Though it did entertain me for a good long while, I was really over it.

I wouldn’t call it a habit, but it still happens today. I will be so involved in a game, project or something around the house (like remodeling my bedroom) then I will just stop, I want to continue but for some reason I just can’t. I do this when I blog. I have so many ideas written down on what to write about and when I got to write, I say to myself, “I’ll write this tomorrow.” Then I never do. I get distracted with other minor things and then it just sounds like making excuses for not writing, but I just can’t. It’s hard to describe. I get everything ready from pictures or a YouTube video and then when I go to write the post that I have been formulating in my head from hour to days it’s like my mind let’s out a giant brain fart and poof their goes the desire to write and post.

Yet, when I am at work I want to write and post things. I find articles and other things I share on Twitter and people will respond to them and I feel like I should expand on my Twitter comment later when I get home so I can pull the images and videos I need since my job pretends to like communication and sharing thoughts and ideas, yet blocks the tools to do so, and then I just don’t do it. I don’t know what prevents me from doing so something just clicks in my brain and is all like, “Nope you’re not going to do it, go play Mega Man 3 on the Wii, Dr. Wily awaits. Look at the flashy screen the fast moving colors…what was I going to do again oh yeah Mega Man 3?” Evil laugh from my brain :Mwahahaha: because it clearly won again.

There are so many videos I want to make and projects I want to do but I don’t know what’s preventing me from accomplishing these things. I start working on them then poof. This happens when I have to do things like update my resume because it hasn’t been done in months. I think I look awful on paper, but I tend to way tougher on myself then other people are to me. This probably sounds awful, but I laugh at my resume, not because I think it’s bad but how random it is.

I have a B.A in Journalism only because my concentration was Advertising and PR, and I never claim to be a journalist and find most people that are “journalists” annoying and out of touch with the people they write for. I have an MBA in Sports, Arts and Entertainment Management. My work experience includes a long stint at an amusement park, then a radio station, retail and the banking industry. The plus side to all of this is I know a lot of random crap. It has its positives and negatives to knowing randomness.

I feel it’s better to know a lot of random things then just one thing. Because no one really cares if you can find a dangling participle, it’s something you don’t brag about, yet I know some people who are grammar Nazi’s and it drives me nuts. Instead of enjoying a funny story or column you get, “Well their comma usage is atrocious and their sentence structure isn’t perfect.” At that point I just sigh and say never mind, thanks for being a writing douche. I feel people write to share and if a person can’t lighten up and if the only thing a person can do while reading is criticize how something is written or if a comma is out of place, well then they got some issues. The funny part is the people who think they are the kings and queens of grammar can’t take the criticism when they make a mistake and I usually find their writing boring.

Well how was that for random post? There’s  probably two posts in this, but I don’t care. It’s what I was thinking and that’s what part of this blog is about.