Blog on January 3, 2012 at 4:37 PM

I shaved my beard off for New Year’s Eve, as a gesture of rebirth for 2012. While I’m going to grow it right back, I think I was most surprised to see how deep my laugh lines are, and that I’m fortunate to have them. As a sufferer of anxiety, I also have two vertical lines between my eyebrows, just like I draw myself in the Blamimations. Both of these pairs of wrinkles got deeper this year. This, then, is my work year in review.

2011: The Affirmations

  • Scott and I raised nearly $68,000 from our audience to fund Kris and Scott’s Scott and Kris Show, which airs on Penny Arcade TV until its finale in April. We kept lowballing ourselves thinking we shouldn’t ask for more than $10K, or maybe $25K, and if we had to, we’d just kick in the amount we were missing. We made the full amount far before the 30-day deadline, which was so incredible.
  • I met a lot of great creatives this year, including new types of creatives that I look forward to working with. Doing the Scott and Kris Show and our well-attended panels at PAX has made me really interested in taking on more work in front of audiences, live or internet or otherwise.
  • I have a store solution I’m finally comfortable with, and one that will let me deliver more products to my fans and readers with confidence. One of the big things holding me back on merchandise was worries on how to control promotions and limited-time offers, as well as how to handle customer service if mistakes get made. I have every trust in the PA warehouse, it has been amazing from the get-go.
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Humor Authority Podcast on December 21, 2011 at 1:29 PM

Guess what?! I did another episode of Humor Authority. I talk with Brad Guigar and although we drift from the topic a little, it’s a relatively good time.

I mean, maybe for you guys. I had an absolute blast.

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Blog on December 19, 2011 at 8:03 PM

With any luck, I will be recording the next Humor Authority with someone I respect very much this Wednesday. But man, I really want to get back into the regular podcasting game. Everything seems so split up in my mind. Maybe if I get a few more of these under my belt I’ll feel like they’re home. Having a new guest each show is kind of tricky, if you don’t know them.

If I had a concept to hang my podcast’s hat from, it’d be easier. Like if I only talked about… news about… seafood. That’s… that’s a good idea.

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Blog on December 18, 2011 at 1:27 PM

A dream I had in May 2007.

My brother and I traveled to an elaborate, high-concept science museum, much like the Exploratorium in San Francisco, but this one was built into the side of a mountain. It was enormous. A man wealthy beyond anyone’s dreams had built it, and had been dead now for several years. In fact, the whole museum gave the impression of being completely automated — there didn’t seem to be any staff.

I walked past multi-colored glass displays of various eels and lizards, crawling over bins of some shoestring-like food. I had never seen animals like this before. The building itself on the inside was studded with kiosks of all kinds, at which you could play science and math games. The architecture was like the San Diego Convention Center, all flying beams and huge round glass portals, some looking out onto the mountainside, and some looking into huge tanks of water full of sea life.

I wandered over to a bank of kiosks, one of which resembled a kid’s school desk set into an arcade cabinet, complete with monitor and some kind of three-foot-in-diameter pad beside it. There was no input device in the kiosk — just a jar with an odd red pen or pencil, and sheets of paper that had been treated to look like mini-chalkboards. The game started when I sat down at the desk: it was a science fact quiz game.

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Blog on December 16, 2011 at 8:41 AM

Last night when walking home from a bar, I got approached by a homeless man who asked for some money. All I had was a $20, which I gave to him. He said thanks and shook my hand, then told me something I do not remember now. Then he hugged me. I hugged him back.

I thought about it the whole drive home, and cried once I arrived. I honest-to-God think he needed the hug more than the money.

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