Blanking my mind
Sometimes I just don’t have anything to talk about.
Usually, these moments only strike when I have to talk about something – I have to make a video, I have to make a blog.
When I’m not ready to make a video, I have tons of ideas. My best ideas come while I’m in the shower. Someday, I’ll have to make a video in the shower. Someday – when I have a waterproof camera, washboard abs and the pecs of Christian Bale.
Oddly, however, people seem to like it when I run out of ideas. Perhaps because that’s when I start doing crazy things like singing a duet with Sean Connery, talking to a banana or making an impromptu YouTube-centric noir detective story.
Clearly, I need to get into this blank, improvisational, free-of-brain-crack state of mind more often. It’s imperative, if I’m to survive Blog/Vlog Every Day April.
The only question is: how do I blank my mind? It’s sort of like telling myself, “Don’t think about elephants.” Suddenly, hundreds of elephants are dancing through my brain matter.
The answer is painfully clear: I have to remove the situation that causes the most brain crack, the most ideas that never see the flashing lights of the Internet.
I have to stop showering.
From this point on, this isn’t just Blog Every Day April. This isn’t just Vlog Every Day April.
Adam Will Not Shower Any Day In April is now in full effect.
God help us all.
If you believed a word of that last bit, I’d like you to send me your social security number, bank account number and credit card information. I know some Nigerian royalty that would like to send you some money.
Writer. Actor. Director. Chalk artist. YouTuber. Nerdfighter. Traveler. Pansexual. Genderfluid. Millennial. Socialist. Living a complex life beyond those words.
