One—unexpected—aspect of my life has been the creation of videos. I always thought of myself as an artist (like, the kind that uses pencils and canvas) and a writer ... in that order. Sortof. Depends on the decade. But, because of my dearly departed friend John (his HIV+ became AIDS in the summer of 2007), the spring before he died I started making little YouTube videos. That was four years ago, and my technique has since burgeoned. On a microscopic scale, the videos made me someone who has been (emphasis on past tense) privately but exuberantly admired. Back in the days when my Internet presence was still linked with my half-brother (it no longer is), I had a very small but dedicated group of fans. Since then my personality and bad bad bad bad habits have chased them all away.
