Preparing for My Month

 As is customary, I lay claim to the entirety of the month of August. The month I was born in shall be mine, until I no longer exist. This year is special, as I hit Level 50. Just like in a computer Game, I get to use Legendary Equipment (Already purchased a new laptop and smart watch), and maybe get a mount (Working on that, it takes a lot of grinding). I'll be going to the endgame level locale (Florida) for a few days, and I'm going to try to stay in contact with my minions a bit more than I have been lately. 

I've been stocking up on special items and I think Level 50's going to be the start of an interesting new chapter in my life. We Shall see.  

In case I need to advertise along the way, I've gotten some business cards. Behold!

The pivot

There's a term in the business world. It's used to refer to the practice of radically changing your business' direction in order to take advantage of current trends. The word, pivot, used to simply mean to turn, swivel or rotate. Much like the best chair a Supervillain can use is a swivel chair (I'll go into why another time).

As I see things, I made a very slow pivot from being the Supervillain of Podcasting to retirement, then to doing this blog. But a villain shouldn't be stagnant. It's time to pivot again. Now that my Doomsday Device has arrived, I need to get out of the hospital and start learning to use it. It's time to dust off the old cowl, practice my Evil Laugh, and set my sights on a new target.

Ready, aim, fire. Prepare to get Evil....

Getting used to disappointment

By now you're anticipating a lovely story about an independent film with an interesting title. Well you're not going to get that, so get used to being disappointed. Disappointment happens when things are pulled out from under you, like rugs. Because in the supervillain game that's what happens. You lose. A lot. Unfortunately for me the reason I do not have the story is not simply because I was always planning to teach you a lesson in disappointment, but because I'm currently battling the menace known as a toothache. This horror can happen anytime to anyone of us. It robs one of sleep, it makes eating a chore instead of a pleasure, and it is distracting to the point that it prevents one from thinking clearly. Which takes away three of the villainous enjoyments that I have. All three of my top ones by the way. I will have to explain villainous enjoyments in a later post, but for now enjoy your disappointment.