Thirsty Lil’ Soul

I rushed to work today in a panic, as I real­ized that the last week had been much of a blur due to being all over the place work-wise. It was one of those instances where I woke up, looked at the ceil­ing and said to myself, “where the fuck have I been in the last seven days?” And you know what? That has to be my least favorite feel­ing to have, and espe­cially in the morn­ing. I then spent my whole shower going over what I have to do, and what I was sup­posed to do last week that didn’t get fin­ished. I also thought about what I’m going to do in the near future. I think it’s time for a change, really.

So, I got into the office early and began play­ing catch-up, check­ing things off my list until I came to a stump. Yes­ter­day evening I was reminded that there is a show announce­ment sched­uled for tonight, and that the show is for next week (my birth­day to be exact, how con­ve­nient) and will need a bunch of cov­er­age within the next seven days. But the funny thing is how lim­ited my adver­tis­ing can be for this event. I can’t step on the shoes of the other shows and don’t want to invade fes­ti­val ter­ri­tory, either. So I’m cur­rently sit­ting here wait­ing for a call grant­ing per­mis­sion to move for­ward on the adver­tise­ments that I have planned.

But my wait has been some­what of a bless­ing as it’s given me the chance to catch-up in the Blo­gos­phere too, which is where I came across this new adver­tise­ment from Sony via Kit­sune Noir:

I’ve never been a big fan of foam, I’ll admit, and cringe at the thought of those gay-Spring Break-type “foam par­ties” because it just seems straight up nasty to be danc­ing around in a sea of foam, with a bunch of sweaty, naked peo­ple you don’t know…can’t shit get spread that way? But this was not so much the case with the Sony com­mer­cial — this is so cool and a refresh­ment to my mood. Every­one seems so stoked! Oh, how I wish I could be doing that instead of sit­ting here. I would of loved to been run­ning around snap­ping photos!

Any­way, my stump has passed. Keep on livin’…back to work (wah-wah).