Oh, Trixter, you silly person.
You state dreams and projects you feel could not be finished, to feel like your life is going to be a series of incomplete projects choking your days and filling them with regrets. Ha, I say. Ha! As if to butter the corncob of despair with a melted yellow layer of irony, you point to accomplishments of my own as examples of being left behind, missing opportunities, being incomplete.
You probably never intended to name your two sons after the greatest comic book characters in history, but you expectedly did it, and that’s awesome in itself. In fact, it’s a sign. You never intend to do the greatest things ever, but you end up doing them anyway.
I had this mulled idea of doing a documentary on BBSes, this concept that was like many I would probably have fiddled with and then forgotten forever, but then I heard about this little project you were involved in, and I was inspired by anything to absolute do it. And I knew I was doomed to try to pull off a DVD by myself. I knew I needed a guide, a mentor, a tour mensch to make sure I did everything right and not just passably. And who did I turn to?
Here we are, intertwined in destiny, two young kids who both attended the North American International Demoparty in 1996, and we didn’t even meet; we lived different and separate lives and yet we each traveled many miles to be in that specific place to be a part of the proceedings. That says something, yes it does.
You list off your projects like they’re insurmountable mountains. Tell me how you found yourself in Utah winning a competition handily with your 8088 in tow. Tell me how you found yourself in two runs of Blockparty grabbing prizes left and right and meeting heroes. Now ask yourself, who inspired me to want to make Blockparty come together in the first place!
Haven’t you realized yet how much I love you and will help you see things through?
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