Pop-up video...

Yo so I looked at the date of my last post, and it was literally over three months ago. I've been thinkin' about calling it quits, but Jay and Jordan came back, so why not the Remo. They tell me it's like riding a bike, "You never forget." Well, I ride slowly with trepidation and simple understanding.
So remember the beautifully executed idea of "Pop-up" video. I mean damn, VH1 nailed that gimmick and nailed it well. The dichotomy of the show was so simple: narrative of song overlaying the motion of video, and then splice in a few tidbits of surplus info about author, creater, and/or anyone including Kevin Bacon. I mean it's so simple it leaves you with the thought, "Why didn't I think of that?"
With that in mind, I spent one evening walking in thought, and I don't know if it was the 5th avenue trumpeter, but I wondered what my whole life would look like with juxtapozed bubbles of narrative.
Then I asked myself, "What would Dawson Leary do?" So then I dissected my thoughts even more, and accompanied it with a Sarah Mclachlan ballad and wondered if these thought bubbles could separate the good and bad.
The tale of my manhood and the Randall Flagpole on a frigid winter's eve: Good
"If I wasn't such a pussy I would've left your ass in Rome": Good
Playing GoldenEye with David Ritchie: Good
Getting slaughtered at GoldenEye by David Ritchie: Bad
Rome: Good
Yelling at the woman who loved me more than I could ever know: Bad
The second I found out I lost a $1900 laptop: Bad
Dropping out of College way too damn much: Good
BJ Ramon: Good
Recording Music Videos in NYC (from 11pm to 5am): Good
Jersey Boys: Good
Playing basketball with Jason Shephard, Chance Patrick, Chad Moseley, and anyone who skipped out on lunch to play basketball at the FLC: GOOD
Watching family movies: Good
Watching friendships fall apart: Bad
Watching the Season Finale of the Wonder Years: Bad/Good
I don't know how to end this. I guess I forgot how to use the brakes on these damn bikes. Well if I fall or hit someone or something, come and pick me up...
Be Relentless,
Peace
Remoy