Jeez, I really wish I was better at maintaining a “blog”. What with the numerous social media platforms (really, only 1 and occasionally 2 others) I participate in I forget that I have this to express longer ideas and share more specific things.

That being said, I usually find I don’t have much to say. February was brutal here in Chicago, and what I usually find comforting - blankets of snow, forced indoor recreation, vague cabin fever - came at the tail end of a year long forced indoor incarceration that robbed it of its seasonal charm. But hey, you just get through one more thing, it ain’t that bad.

I’m very happy to say that I’ve gotten my first shot, compliments of the Ho-Chunk nation, and am slated for shot #2 in a couple weeks. I’ll admit that the drive home from getting the shot, going 70 on the highway in the truck with The Who cranked and the sun FINALLY shining was the most free and grateful I’ve felt in a very long time. I’d forgotten what feeling hopeful, even for an hour or so, felt like. Once I stopped for gas and experienced humanity again that sort of soured a little. Ah well, not everyone wants to wear a mask or help their fellows out. I guess.

At any rate, there’s good stuff happening. COME HOME, INDIO made it to the New York Times! And the LA Times just selected it as a finalist for their book prize! Yow! The award will be announced on April 16th and I have no plans on winning but am floored to have been considered. Good things! Sadly, it will be virtual (understandably) so I will be watching in my living room with a suit jacket, jeans and no socks on.

I’ve spent most of my Covid time editing old movies I made during my college years and on, putting them on DVDs and shipping them out to those who participated. It was a blast and reawakened my love of making movies, so perhaps I’ll get back into the saddle and give it a try, just for shoots and giggles. There were over 70 films we made! Yowza!

Ok, bored you enough. Guess I had more to say than I thought, so there you are. Hope you are staying safe, sane and as well as can be. I’m not going to promise I’ll get back on this before too long, since I hate lying even if it’s unintentional. Take care!