Well, I have decided to take a short break from designing the new dark driving site to write a bit. I had a few random ideas bounding around inside my head, so I would like to get them down in a (sort of) concrete format…
First, yesterday I went to Terror Behind The Walls at Eastern State Penitentiary with Mom, Cholly, Rachelle, and Denise. It was a delightful time and I’ll admit that a few times I was scared by the creepers that work there. The best part for me was an area dubbed “The Experiment” where you wore 3D glasses and walked through a series of brightly colored, almost surreal tunnels. I highly recommend it to everyone for a good time and a decent scare. The whole thing ended in the courtyard of Cell Block 1, where I saw a sculpture that funtioned as a clock and a calendar. Inscribed on it was the phrase “Midway Of Another Day”. Personally, I was really moved by that for some odd reason. It seemed fitting and somehow cruel to have it there. I would assume it represents how slow time moved for the prisoners who were there. Like the rays of light crawling across the surface of a sundial. Anyhow, I’ve decided that will be the name of my personal (portfolio) site. dark driving, midway of another day. Pretty cool, huh?
Next, I have to talk about some medical conditions, because it’s honestly getting out of hand. I don’t watch too much TV, but if it’s on when I get home from work or class, I’ll take a look and see what’s going on. Today when I came in, I noticed a commercial for a “disease” that I thought was completely absurd. Maybe you’re one of the lucky people who saw the uproarious ad yourself, for “Restless Legs Syndrome”.
Let that sink in for a moment: “Restless Legs Syndrome”
I think I had Restless Legs Syndrome once, but I WENT FOR A FUCKING WALK and then everything was fine. Honestly, some diseases I will take very seriously because of the nature of the organs they pertain to. Some examples are: Heart, Kidney, Liver, Lungs, Brain, Eyes, and a few others. Lately I think people need doctors to invent diseases as an excuse for their lassitude. I read an article that said people with RLS are fighting to be on disability because sometimes it wakes them up in the middle of the night, now allowing them enough sleep. Sometimes I wake up two and three times a night too; Sometimes I have to go to the bathroom, sometimes the cat jumps up on me, sometimes a car alarm goes off, sometimes I think God just needs to chat with me. I should be on disability too, because I have Restless Ears Syndrome. Yeah, it basically means that when I hear loud noises, I wake up. I also am afflicted by Restless Cat Syndrome; My cat often wakes me up in the middle of the night because he wants to sleep by my feet. Seriously, stop giving these assholes a reason to complain and waste countless sums of money on something that is, in essence, retarded.
I had another thought, but it’s escaping me now as I can’t push the fury about RLS aside. Either way, if/when the new dark driving goes up, you’ll all be the first people to take a good look at it. Until then…
“Come into your own. No, you’re not alone…”
So little to say and so much time… Here goes something….
My name is Andrew to everyone who knows me and nothing to the people who don’t. I rarely feel inclined to write about myself and this small text blurb is no exception. I’m a film maker, of sorts. A designer, of sorts. A musician, of sorts. A photographer, of sorts. An armada of etceteras march behind these four generals.
The point I’m trying to make is that I enjoy art in all of it’s forms, and try my best to creatively express myself in every medium I take a liking towards. As always, things like life get in the way of being a non-stop idea factory, but that life is something that I’m thoroughly enjoying at the moment.
It consists of my beautiful girlfriend who I am very much in love with, a job that pays me well to do work that I would otherwise be doing for free, and a family and friends that I wouldn’t trade the world for. It’s safe to assume that I’m walking on air/over water/atop mountain peaks (pick one… hell, pick all three).