I know the FTC doesn’t really care, but hopefully someone does. Here is my comment on the website where the FTC is “listening” to comments on the updates to COPPA.Continue reading
I know I know. I’m a pessimistic downer. I have no faith in humanity. I just like to be on the other side of every argument to stir up controversy and watch the world burn around us.Continue reading
I recently began uploading some video game clips to YouTube on a new channel. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do. So, I finally decided to do it… but just for fun. No hard work. Just fun.
And of course, my nephew likes to play Rocket League. So, I showed him some of the videos I had uploaded. They were clips of saves, goals, and other important plays in the game. Nothing fancy, some of them way too long, and there’s one where the recording app didn’t record any video but I attempted to salvage it anyway and make a joke out of it that my nephew didn’t really understand.
One day he tells my mom that I’m going to be rich because I’m a YouTuber.
He’s young and doesn’t understand how all that stuff works. So, in a way it was kinda cute.
But it was also kind of uplifting. Here’s this young kid who thinks my lame little videos are on par with the likes of actual gamer YouTubers. He thinks we’re the same.
So, I continue to upload some videos, just clips and highlights right now. And who knows… maybe one day I will be a rich YouTuber. I mean, none of the other YouTubers out there are rich because of YouTube… but maybe I can be the first?
P.S. – Should I become a famous YouTuber or a famous blogger? Hmm, tough one…
It’s not that impressive, but here it is.
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I usually have “reasons” for not doing something. Those reasons range from fear to timing to being short on cash. But most often, the reason I don’t do something is because I don’t know how it will turn out.
I don’t like not knowing.Continue reading
Almost a year ago, I moved to Florida.
A few months ago, I moved back to Illinois.
That was the biggest move I have ever made.
Except for the one I am going to share with you now:
I have my own website. It is really just a hosted WordPress site (which apparently doesn’t function with WordPress.com, at least not in the “social media” aspect of it).
I’m not “moving” all my current stuff to my new blog. Instead, I’m starting from scratch. For a while I’m going to try and share the posts on this blog.
As you’ll see if you read the post linked above, I’m going to try (maybe) to work harder on some things. Only because they, themselves, will be hard. My new blog will hopefully grow… with posts. I don’t care about views. Although, those would be nice. And hopefully branch off into YouTube (or whatever we should be using now because YouTube is fraking monitization and ruining YouTubers all over the web).
Wish me luck!
P.S. – I’m keeping certain things I do, such as the “P.S.” section. I’m also going to occasionally talk to my self, my brain, or my “plot device”. And I would like to begin making more “While I Wait” posts. Because I wait a lot.
So, I’m watching a video from Seeker. You should look them up on YouTube. They make good videos.
This video is about a phrase in the 13th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution (the one that abolished slavery) which actually allows for slavery; but only as a punishment for crime.
You steal a bunch of stuff. You go to jail. You make license plates.
Or you clean up the highway.
Or you make… cheese? Yeah, apparently that’s a thing.
So, I’m all like
“Well, yeah, this makes sense…”
After all, teachers follow a similar scheme all the time. Parents do too.
If you break it, you fix it. It you mess it up, you clean it up. If you get it out, you put it away. If you ruin it, you replace it.
Manual labor can make people want to stop doing whatever it was they were doing to break the rules just so they don’t have to do the manual labor.
Not to mention, work builds character. Perhaps, working out in public doing jobs that show results and make the community better could actually cause inmates to feel better about themselves and want to change. Then they change and become productive members of society.
I could go on, but I don’t really want to talk about the video or the content in it.
What I really want to talk about is:
Why the hell do I care?
Things like this come up all the time. Whether it’s a video, a news article, or a conversation I actually had with a real person (that’s people outside of the computer screen). There’s some issue. This issue has a problem. The problem is full of debate. And the debate is usually a hot topic issue. 😉
But seriously, there’s some issue that people have strong feelings about. There’s many ideas out there for fixing the issue. Problem is, no one can seem to agree on how to solve the issue.
And then there’s me.
When I find an issue like this I begin to “solve” it. Like, ok, I don’t actually solve the issue. But I try to. I try so hard! I look at information, create systems, build models, and generally play “guy in charge who has to fix this or the boss is gonna fire me.”
I do this a lot.
It’s not my job to solve all the problems.
Heck, I can’t even solve my own problems! What makes me think I can solve other people’s problems?
Maybe I try to solve issues I have absolutely no control over because there’s no way I can fail. No one is expecting me to solve the issue, so when I don’t, I didn’t actually fail. If you miss every question on your math test, you will fail. You were expected to study and pass that test. Also, since you didn’t, that failing grade will affect your overall grade in math class as well as your overall GPA, as well as your chances of getting into math club meaning you will never get to hang out with Chrissy, the regional math champion.
But if you don’t solve world hunger, everyone’s like, “ya, well, neither can Congress, so… no problem, buddy.”
And if I’m not supposed to worry about such large scale issues, at least in the context of finding actual solutions for these issues… well… who is?
P.S. – OMG there’s sooooo many problems in this world!
P.P.S. – Just breath. Pray, and breath.