So I’ve mentioned before I’ve been working on this since 2022. I finally scored it and edited together a rough cut and I do mean rough. It needs about 10 more mins to make me happy with it, however I’m posting it anyways.
So originally the concept was about a clock in my 20s and the passage of time, especially as a writer. However, that never came to be because the tech I was using sucked and looked nothing like a film. However, Apple has caught up with really good tech and allowed me to create my student film that should have been done 17 years earlier. For those in the back, let me reiterate, I was 22 when I got that camera and I’ll be 40 in about 5 months. So yeah, a long ass time.
I may not be that old, however, I’m still old enough to have seen come pretty cool shit in my lifetime. One of which was seeing Gen X in their attempt at fame. Gen Z should take notes,, because your parents generation did it right when it came to fame.
Never has this song probably been more accurate
So I didn’t grow up where the conditions to aspire to being worthless like most people in my age range apparently. I mean, acting sucked and I found that out the hard way because my lesbian gym teacher had to force her play down our throats at school. No one in my age range could play and instrument, so even trying a band was out of the question. Short of porn and what teenage male wouldn’t have thought of it, Hollywood desires were really lame.
Then along came YouTube in my 20s, which gave way to a whole bunch of autistic nobodies that craved social acceptance and well, entertainment hasn’t been right or worthwhile in decades.
However, while I’ve always been the anti-celebrity guy, even in my youth, there was a time when I found myself impressed with relative unknowns making an attempt at being part of the privacy challenged brigade and that was Gen X.
I know most people have confused me for a Gen X’er 99% of my life and never really got why, however, I don’t make the criteria for more than just being an Xenial at best. So we can rule out relatable aspects making me more accepting here. As a general rule, I don’t have to relate to someone or something to appreciate it or them. It can happen from time to time, but not necessarily the a big factor.
So the internet was in its infancy back in the 90s and analog equipment still ruled. This is important to understand, since a vacuous imbecile couldn’t just share an ignorant opinion and get dozens of likes for it. You had to want it and you had to mean it.
I appreciate their hustle, a drive which I could never relate to back then. I still can’t relate to it, because it is a far better work ethic than my own, as I go for low hanging fruit and prefer it. If you ever seen my sex life, you’d be like “oh he ain’t kidding.”
Live footage of me with anything that I think is beneath me /sarcasm
That’s young 20 somethings, at the time, knew how to take what was historically 30k or more in 1970s equipment and in the 1990s turn it into better than a Misfits recording. They still weren’t perfect, but had I been a boomer executive in Hollywood, I would have been flabbergasted at how people so young with no professional experience could exhibit such a high degree of learning. Remember, this is how Insane Clown Posse and Eminem made their way on to the scene.
Even upwards of 2005, right as YouTube started, I found myself hanging out and listening to the Celtic punk sound of possible flogging mollys or drop kick murphies that could become huge. Too bad that’s when Gen X dropped everything and became family men. While there is nothing wrong with that, I’ve been plagued by the idea that had Gen X managed to figure out social media, the landscape of music would be so much better than it became, which is the complete opposite of how I thought on the 90s of how many Stephen kings could exist if there was a better set up or even better bands than the Beatles.
You have some decent millennial YouTubers out there, still though, nothing out there is quite right, as it should be. Maybe it has to do with being so young and everything was new. Going out late at night and getting home late or other things that helped to increase the times in which I would be exposed to this, which is a small part of it. However, I don’t think it’s the sole reason for all of it.
I wish I still had access to those mix tapes some random Gen X band handed out in the parking lot of Ozzfest, promoting a potential promising rookie band.
Now that Gen Z has had some time and are producing some promising things, it’s kinda changing, but not drastically enough. Maybe some of them need to get their parents to break out their old analog gear and teach them how to utilize it. I know I learned a bit from them, that part of the reason I can mix sounds pretty well, taking an Interest in what they were doing. Could give Gen Z an edge over the talking heads of idiot millennials that failed school, but still need to ADHD clip their way to an opinion that offers nothing. it’s not too late to take it back and move away from the idiocracy that entrainment has become. Threads is filled with some of this, so I know it’s true. Just up to Gen Z to figure out how to do it better.
So social media is pretty fuckin old now. Facebook is twenty, X formerly Twitter is approaching it and the various other forms are catching up.
So, I didn’t grow up a social media native like the Gen Z youth did. Back in my, social media was something like a book, roller dex or who you worked with.
Now with that in mind, these platforms have various ways of “verifying” you. The “celebrity” checkmark as I’ve called it over the years or other identifying marks aren’t necessarily as real as they seem.
For instance, when I started Bestinyourgirl I paid to promote the facebook page and got like 300 or so likes before I ended the campaign. I looked at the engagement rate for it. That page never got and engagement, so I stopped using it entirely because it wasn’t worth posting to, with nothing happening.
My X account got some engagement, but it was mostly non followers. The followers of which I got were mostly fake Japanese accounts with the egg and kanji.
The engagement rate just wasn’t there.
I’ve deleted my instagram account multiple times over the years because instagram has a child fetish that upsold me dozens of very young modeling pages. So I can’t speak to any real engagement back then.
However, I’ve paid enough attention to Hollywood, Wrestling and other accounts and noticed a pattern a couple of years in. Legit engagement is 10 or so likes per 100 followers. So if you take the cap of 2 million or so followers that most of the legit celebrities have, albeit some exceptions like Pewdie pie, by the time you reach that barometer, you have about a quarter million or so legit “fans” that actively engage with your social platforms.
The rest are just for show and can be regaled to the wannabe aera of obscurity where most people still belong, including most celebrities.
However, I would say if This formula is accurate, a better label might be a purple label, since fans and a passion color would indicate a more accurate barometer of why they’re following your account.
Bestinyourgirl for instance wouldn’t fall under this banner as it was always intended as “unbrand” and I’ve set the tone for that over the years. However, since we’re on the subject, my preferred verification mark for this would be 🖕
Which for those paying attention, was the original logo for this to begin with.
The OG logo
Regardless of whether or not any of this holds merit, stay metal 🤘
“We suffer more in imagination than in reality” -Seneca
I’ve read a bunch of bullshit over the years about a “loneliness pandemic” that was plaguing the country, sending people to their doom.
I’m here to tell you, it’s full of shit! The average person isn’t lonely, because loneliness isn’t a thing, it’s self absorbed woe is me mentality that turns your sorry ass into an insufferable bastard that can’t function and we call that seasonal depression.
Reminds me of this quote
“Depression hits losers the hardest-The Onion”
As I’ve posted before, friendship isn’t about you needing a person or partner. It’s about a yearning to enjoy a person’s company in relation to what you’re doing.
For instance, I’ve gone out plenty of times and never felt lonely. I never called out dozens of friends to come over and cheer me up.
You should be calling friends cause their presence in your life is missed, you should be hanging out because their presence would enhance the environment you’re currently in. Friendships are two way streets.
If I wrote to a random woman and told her I needed to cum, I’m the bad guy, but do the same with filling a figurative internal hole and you’re a swell person.
Relationships are not parasitic, rather mutual and can be born out of many things. Much like biology class, it’s all what makes up an ecosystem.
So in the end, it’s about figuratively and maybe literally, getting off together in a way where you both benefit, because only one benefits from the hand job that’s loneliness , but you both benefit from spiritual coitus.
This was going to be a review, but instead it’s going to be a rant. So I bought an item that was €41 plus shipping from the UK. About 18€ extra. Then on top of that, it was supposed to be duty free.
It went up since August 4, 2025 when I got it for $41
So I check my card a few days later after
Not sure why they charged me $83
So they at least told me that they could be a duty so to look it up before I buy. Obviously, government lies and clearly even though there’s not supposed to be a duty based on the HSS code. However, I got hit. DHL basically extorted me to deliver my package. Which is bullshit! However
I finally got me the pedal that has been sold out for months. Normally I would not give in to trendy items. However, this is the only pedal I’ve heard on YouTube that genuinely has the retro sound I’m going for on my Hendrix kick. Maybe a lawyer out there can start a class action lawsuit against customs for this flagrant behavior of lying about bs, but where would government be if they told the truth? All in all, I basically paid full price for a pedal with too much shipping and handling. I will review this in the future.
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Review Here:
Already this thing has proven to be worth the hassle that it became. It’s sturdy casing, excellent buttons and does exactly what it is supposed to. Already attached to my rig and my sounds emanating from it are very old school. It’s easy to set up and get going and would probably be even better if I got a pedal for it. The downside to it is that, it’s going to be a pain in the ass if you’re a gig’er and you make different songs using different dials to really direct a sound. So if you fall into that camp, make a playlist of your music that you can keep the controls the same all night. If you’re like me and just love playing the guitar and don’t gig, you’re going to love this little puppy. It’s the right tone and price to play your favor to songs and is filled with ao much versatility in styles, it will be months before you exhaust a quarter of its settings. It’s the perfect thing for me. Not to mention, unlike other products, this one’s dials go to 11. Nice!
INTRODUCTION: So I’ve never played the game series this is based on, which is good, because I can give it a review from a general audience perspective. I’ve done the fanboy review thing enough that n my life.
PLOT: Video game ID blicks 4 young actors into thinking this will be a career catalyst, only to realize they probably aren’t finding more roles.
CHARACTERS: devoid of development and we don’t give a fuck about any of them.
ACTING: Not bad. You ain’t winning over the academy, but it’s more than tolerable.
FX: Not winning any awards either.
KILLS: Meh, except one part.
MUSIC: it exists
VISUALS: Dated to 2009 era, wanna be 70s/80s pallette scheme.
SUBTEXT: Surving Hollywood requires a lot of blow. Not even joking about this subtext. Think about it, unknown non developed actors, have to “survive” this bs five nights at Freddy’s by Silent Hill cross over and they have an hour glass looming over their fate. Yeah! Obviously it’s exactly about blow and being an actor.
CONCLUSION: This movie is plagued by trying to force homages to various horror tropes of yesterday and fails to find an identity all its own. The movie could have had a dank premise that turned things around on its head, had they had a competent crew, writer, director to elevate an interesting concept from c tier to a tier . The non fan of the game series is going to be left scratching their heads as to what the fuck is going on and why it’s happening. Much like the characters, we’re stuck in a loop wondering why we even bothered to watch.
Best in Your Girl 