Sunday, November 1, 2015


The sun is out.

It's National Novel Writing Month.

Wikisource has a collection of the world's finest literature.

YouTube has the collected works of music spanning Baroque, Classical, Romantic, and so forth.

If your favorite artist has a Twitter account, you can tell them you like their work.

They might not respond, but that was never the point. 

You go into your word processing program.

You type things. Interesting things. You can listen to podcasts about interesting things as you do this.

You go to Goodreads and ask people who buy books if they would buy your book. Cause you lose perception when you've been on the inside of the story too much.

If your instincts feel good about it, you publish it.

If they like it, you write something similar.

If they don't like it, you write something different.

And there you go.

Someone always likes to ruin a good thing.

Anytime a motivational quote comes along, someone likes to poke a hole in it.

People trying to ruin Halloween.

If you want to help your community, build the community, don't tear someone down.

Take pride in being a foolish rogue.

They say in every election, the candidate who is more like Bugs Bunny always wins against the candidate who is like Daffy Duck.

So be Bugs Bunny.

Elmer Fudd starts every day trying to murder Bugs Bunny.

And Bugs has fun with it. He gives it a hard time.

Critics call each episode cliche, but it's really a chronicling of an animal's survival. 

Saturday, July 25, 2015


I have a lot of stuff on my mind, so forgive me if this post goes nowhere.

My maternal grandfather passed away. It has not been fun.

In an attempt to feel better, I started reading Jerry Weintraub's When I Stop Talking, You'll Know I'm Dead. 

It helped me a lot. Jerry had a lot of fun Hollywood adventures.

I wanted to see what he had been up to lately. 

I found out that Jerry passed away on July 6th.

Adjusted for the International Dateline, my grandfather and Jerry may have passed away around the same time. 

Jerry produced The Karate Kid. Okinawa was a big part of those movies. My grandfather lived in Okinawa, so this really resonated with me.

I wish to live a more fulfilled life because of both of these men.

I have a list of tasks that continues to pile up. And there's a wide stream of thoughts that flood my mind. I've been having really bizarre intricate dreams lately.

I'm in a constant debate with myself. And that debate is the ability to be both in the present moment and have a well planned future. I'm having issue figuring out how Buddhists are able to obtain this balance.

It's something I'm dealing with.

I was reading an advice column. It was about guitar practice. Someone was having issues making the most of their practice. They were losing enthusiasm. Another person chimed in, saying that you have to practice guitar so much that it's not fun. That you'll want to kill yourself from practicing so much.

That would be the only way to success.

Bubble butt. Bubble bubble bubble butt.

I think the guitarists are being too hard on themselves. It should be simply a matter of having your work out there.

I thought we weren't supposed to give a fuck?

Perhaps it's time to pick speed over perfection. Isn't that the definition of punk rock?

But sometimes, you work too fast, and we go back to it not being fun anymore. And you say, I could have been a banker instead of this. 

Because rushed sequels aren't fun. Maybe it's a matter of playing it by ear.

How come you always know when something is corporate? You could shoot a video on a potato, and you would know it's viral marketing for something else. How does that happen? How does the groupthink run so deep?

I don't favor people who take pride in ignorance. It's okay not to know something, but the fact that people refuse to Google the answer amazes me. 

I have found them to be bad luck. 

Anytime I work with someone, and they say "X" was an influence on their work, I go see what "X" is. I don't have to enjoy it, I only have to know what it is. And they love me for it. This sounds simple, but it's really hard for people to do.

I need to work with positive people. I'm complaining a lot here, and I don't like it. Don't appreciate what negative people make you become. It's funny for a while until the novelty wears off.

I also think the current crop of rock consumers are snobs. Myself included. That's how I used to be. And I think that snobbery means you shouldn't care that much about what they think. Maybe a little bit, but only because you want to.

That energy needs to be used for the generation of new content. And not some stupid YouTube channel where all you do is bitch. A media personality? You want to be a media personality? That's dogshit. You have to terrorize your assistant to keep the facade that you deserve to be there. You have to gossip and bring others down.

And when your scandal hits, it's all over. You can forgive an artist for doing evil things. You can't forgive a media personality. Because scandal meshes with the personality. Shooting at the walls of heartache, bang bang...

Something pissing you off should be a call to action.

I've been looking at these five year old pieces of electronic equipment, and I'm staring at them in amazement at what they're capable of, and if the current crop of artists can't grow to appreciate it, what does that say about where we're going?

That's another thing I've been fighting. Being happy with what you have versus fulfilling your maximum potential.

If I'm happy, nothing gets done. And if I'm at maximum, I'm waiting for burnout eventually. Maybe there's a sinner/saint relationship to it. You want more in life when you work, and then you come home and pray and confess your guilt for wanting more.

I don't know, this is a braindump. 

I don't really admire people who go into any creative field without having a general curiosity. I love reading Jerry Weintraub's stories about Armand Hammer and all the shenanigans they've gotten into. It's like they found some layer to life that most of us have yet to discover.

But how can you communicate with an A&R rep if you're still angry at MTV? It's beyond irrelevant.

You can't be an aspiring career musician and only listen to the music you like. You have to experiment. That's how you communicate with others in your field. Peter Voogd said billionaires experiment. I love that.

There should be an energy to the process.

When Tom Cruise was working with Kubrick, he said the multiple takes gave him time to work on things that were bothering him about Eyes Wide Shut. There was progress. Whatever the speed is, it should be better than yesterday.

Bragging about yourself is a faux pas. Hiring a person to brag about you is perfectly acceptable.

I think people aren't really that soft. We just give a fuck about schadenfreude too much. We'll get tired of it. A new perspective will emerge. The pendulum is swinging the other way.

I'm sort of worried about how people will perceive me because of this post, but at the same time, this is coming from a sincere place. If you cannot accept that, we probably aren't compatible. It wouldn't work eventually.

It's a post. You didn't even pay for it. You can't even write.

Man of words. True believer.

Saturday, June 6, 2015

The Why's

It’s been a long couple of years.

I’ve had my successes. I’ve had my setbacks.

I’ve had doubts.

I’ve had vivid fantasies that I swear were real that make me go out and come up short.

I’ve been dodging this question for a while, because I thought it was lame for a very long time.

The question of why?

Why I do what I do?

What was the reason for avoiding this question?

Because this question was brought onto me by people who grew up with lame reasons.

This question was brought to me by people who did not share my vision. Their question of why was their attempt at having me explain my work to them. It was an attempt for me to earn their validation.

I don’t need their validation. If I have to explain to someone why I wanna make a horror movie in the same tone you would explain a workplace incident, chances are, this person is not on my side.

I’ve learned that now.

I’ve been on a spiritual/philosophical journey with regards to a person’s emotions and their need for a relationship.

It would seem that a person who is fun to be around, who is a joy around, does not need to seek another person to accompany them. A person who does not need someone will attract one.

A person who is depressed, however, will not attract anyone in their moment of need and weakness.

It is said that this person will be “clingy”.

It is the same as to how a bank will not give you money unless you really don’t need it.

It might be counter-intuitive.

In a way, it is.

But it showcases how the majority of thinking is flawed.

Most people add no value to the marketplace. They will be destroyed by the rising autonomy economy.

They only seek a partner so they can deplete them sexually, emotionally, or financially.

And they continue to be alone.

To truly have these things that you desire, you must earn them. Not in terms of office politics, but in terms of attitude and deed. For yourself. It is in your selfish need for others to prosper.

Not only hard work either. The labor that will be rewarded should probably be more complex.

To get the results you want, you have to be better than the results that you want.

To quote the Dead Kennedys:
“Kiss ass while you bitch, so you can get rich, but your boss gets richer off you”.

If the company cannot profit while you work for it, consider yourself a candidate on the chopping block.

I explain this to regress to my earlier point.

Why do I do what I do?

I’ve worked at a bunch of different jobs in the last couple years. Co-workers come and go. They’re good people.

But truthfully, the one thing in my life that remains constant, that gives me my identity, is my creative work. It’s what I will be remembered for after I die. I had a lot of anxiety building up to the completion of my projects. Because I felt like I would be forgotten if they didn’t get done. Like if I died, I would cease to be. This was a very primal feeling. Like realizing your only child is not yours.

But the work got done.

I don’t fear death. That’s one reason why I do what I do.

What are some other reasons?

It can’t be the money. I haven’t made much from the current state of the endeavor. There were other occasions where I could be paid handsomely for the amount of work I’ve put in my projects.

And I’ve attempted that. And sometimes, you can come up short. You witness a man on social media working in a “safe” industry having a mental breakdown upon receiving his ten year stint at a company that he only worked at to provide for his children.

That fate is much worse than the artist’s struggle.

It’s the root of the mid-life crisis. It’s probably the root of workplace violence and other public incidents.

In Van Gogh’s time, most people did something safe to provide. Do we remember them now?

The Emperor of Vienna is dead. Vienna no longer exists.

So, why do I do what I do?

Because it can be better. How many times have you turned on the television and there was nothing to watch? How many times do we feel like all music sounds the same?

We have the technology to make it better. Let’s make it better. Because we can. And have a lot of fun doing it. You can feel it. In your gut.

I think about what Mozart would do with our technology. I think about it a lot. Especially in my bad times. The times when you’re pulling your hair out trying to make the video render correctly.

It’s an adventure.

People play RPG’s.

Do they pick the role of the farmer? The man who goes to a job he hates so he can feed a family?

No, they pick the role of the adventurer.

Does your significant other’s eyes light up when you tell of them about what you’ve been doing recently?

Then perhaps a change is in order. A lot of people drift in life after they enter the workplace. They only maintain their figure until they marry. They only hustle and bring value after they secure employment. They don’t do things for themselves, and their life implodes slowly because of it.

Value yourself.

What people think success is and what success actually is are two very different things. I have witnessed this firsthand. Successful people are caring. They might have to be slick based on the difficulties they deal with, but the universe smiles kindly on them for their ability to get out of certain situations.

Tyler Perry and Eva Longoria have been big inspirations in my new model for success. They want to do everything. Because this is life. Your afterlife insurance policy has no guarantees. There’s a lot of uncertainty in that. If we are meant for heaven, we will be in heaven.

Personally, I don’t think we have much say in the matter.

All we can control is what’s given in front of us.

So, let’s go out and do as much as we can.

Do we have to be rational?

Can it be possible that we take on too much and fall under our own weight? Yes. I’m experiencing that right now.

It’s silly for me to talk about this, but I think about my Wikipedia page a lot.

I don’t write it. That has to be someone else’s job.

And it annoys me. Because as much as my ego gets huge, I still don’t have a Wikipedia page. That annoys me.

I see people get in fights, they start drama.

I used to be one of these people.

But I don’t do that anymore. At least, not on the scale I used to.

It’s fun to point at something you’ve accomplished during an argument. It’s much more fulfilling.

It’s weird to watch someone manufacture drama among their peers while you labor on something of value and forgive a volunteer for messing up because you know they did not act out of malice.

It’s weird watching someone go into deep debt buying ugly expensive goods while you’re reading a book on Richard Branson.

It’s weird listening to Symphony no. 40 when Iggy Azalea...I’m not going to finish this sentence.

So, why do I do what I do?

It’s the better option. Long term, it’s less suffering. Short term is another conversation.

Monday, June 1, 2015

How To Get Fans In Other Countries

A lot of people (including fellow writer Nicola Palmer) have been wondering how they can expand themselves from their domestic boundaries out into the world and create a worldwide fanbase. 

As you have heard from my past exploits, I have had a lot of experience in this area. While it was not all glory, fortune, and fame I have learned a couple of things. 

Go To Them 

This sounds really obvious (you may have heard similar advice here, here, and here) but the gist of it comes down to this: You need to know where your audience hangs out and find them. 

Even if you're publishing books about hillbillies that live off the grid, you can find them somewhere on the Internet. It might be a little weird when trying to find it in terms of country, but if you take the time on Twitter and in the forums, someone is about to show up. 

There might still be a chance you are still unsure who you are writing for. You like to experiment and play around with things, so it's hard to find the right age or gender that defines who your core audience is.

If you're more right brain, don't think of it in terms of statistics and demographics. Think of it in terms of who do you wanna write for. 

One time, I was at the gym when I saw this blonde, borderline preppie woman on one of the exercise bikes reading something. I asked her what it was about and she replied with a smile "It's about an airplane that crashes in the mountains and the survivors have to eat the dead to survive". 

For whatever reason, I decided not to continue my conversation with said person, but when I think about my body of work, she is my imaginary audience member. Maybe pandering to a mysterious blonde possibly borderline psychopath is not a good indicator of success, but knowing she exists helps me when I deal with people who think "you're writing for women, they won't get it" and all the things people say when they think too hard about stupid things. 

Dabble In Local Culture

One of the wonderful things about the Internet is that we can now communicate with people in other countries freely whenever we want. When you think about how it used to to cost a thousand dollars to send a transatlantic telegram back in the day, it is really something to ponder from time-to-time.

The comments on Yahoo articles have the occasional foreigner in between the common redneck riff raff. When you ignore the trolling and misspelled words, it's really a wonder.

If you allow yourself to dabble, you can find out a lot about people. A lot of stereotypes I have had about British people in their posh etiquette has withered away and been replaced with images of godless drunken hooligans and the exploits of Charlie Brooker. I'm actually glad this has happened, it's made me like British people more.  

As for Americans, all I can say as a writer is you have to get our attention. You have a lot of competition. Americans like to get to the point and do things. I tweeted a while ago that I would actually watch soccer (futbol) if they had a shot clock. A shot clock, for those unfamiliar with it, is a device used in basketball that forces players to make a shot in under 24 seconds unless they want the ball to go to the other team.

It always makes the game exciting. I can't stand a bunch of guys running around a field for three hours. So remember that if you wish to grab a Yank's attention. A lot of Americans still fear this elitist perception the they of Britannia, so if you can be down-to-earth and unique, you should be okay.

Then again, these are the same people who created and embraced Twilight out in the southwest. Something happens when you are alone writing manuscripts in the desert that makes you think of rain and shiny vampires.

Sometimes it can be the way things are distributed in one country that can mean all the difference. In Rip It Up and Start Again, Simon Reynolds chronicles the history of the postpunk movement where he discussed the state of British radio as compared to American radio.

American radio has a large selection of radio stations to choose from in any regional area. Because of the large number of stations, the musical choices are often stuck with Top 40s hits mixed with classic rock. Now, I'm not entirely sure how English radio is, but apparently it's different with single channels that broadcast nationwide. That's why MTV was a big deal in the US. It was the only thing that broadcast music nationwide.

That's why all those reality talent shows are big deals here. This changes how both sides of the pond perceive culture. Once Americans find a comfort zone they in it, whether it's rap or anything else. But in England, you can take risks. You can have Ellie Goulding. America would have rejected Ellie Goulding if she came here first. Same with Adele. Same with Amy Winehouse. 

In a Hitquarters interview with either Marcus Beese or Nick Gatfield (I can't fully remember which one it was) it's small rule in England that if you replicate what Americans do best, it won't work. British rappers seem goofy over here. But, Amy Winehouse worked because there was nothing like that here. 

Same thing with Danny Boyle movies and Tom Hardy in Bronson. Bronson has to be one of my favorite movies about criminals American/British or otherwise, and a lot of that has to do with the unique voice the film is presented in. You might see him as some local buffoon, but I thought it was an interesting character study.

(As an aside for a second, I wanna say that if someone can write a Harry Potter/Narnia/Tolkien story with pottymouthed British melting pot immigrants as the main characters, I think that would be awesome. Like Attack The Block mixed with magic)

Change Your Sleep Cycle

This is a little thing you can do that might improve your chances for a foreign fanbase. I like to write at night. Writing at night is fun. All my best essays as a kid were slung out at 4:00 AM. Late night typing is a sign of greatness. You can keep your goofy Folgers coffee morning routines. 

Anyway, my nocturnal writing habits means that I am more aligned with Australians, Kiwis, and Limeys (saying Aussie, Kiwi, and Limey makes me want to put a lime and a kiwi into a Victoria Bitter) whenever they pop in on Twitter. This gives me the chance to interact with a group of people I normally wouldn't talk to if I had a normal sleep cycle. 

So, if a foreign fanbase is something you desire, take a night (if your work schedule allows) to play around with when you tweet and see if you can chat up your overseas fanbase. 

Trial and Error

Taco Bell is an American fast food outlet that serves Americanized Mexican cuisine. They have expanded into a bunch of different countries. 

They tried to expand into Mexico.      

It didn't work. 

They tried again, this time selling American food. 

Still didn't work. 

Disneyland Paris. Took a couple tries and a lot of money before they made it work. 

I wanted to chat with people in different languages. It's a funny story I tell people now. 

In wanting to quench your imperialistic thirst for recognition, you will encounter a couple pitfalls. It happens. 

If you want an exotic omelette, you have to climb a tall tree, get some weird eggs, and crack them. 

For whatever reason, the country you might want could be hesitant. But that could be okay. The Darkness singer Justin Hawkins once said that his favorite band was Aerosmith. He acknowledged that Aerosmith was not that big in England as they were in America, but he felt like it was his own little popular obscure band. 

Chances are, there could be someone who sees you as that awesome little cultural secret. So embrace it 

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Random Unsolved Plotline From My Life (again)

I'm going to make this short and sweet:

I need to dust off that old copy of Dark Cloud and beat that game.

That is all.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

What My Dog Taught Me.

This is my dog Bear.

Bear passed away on February 13th, 2015.

She was a Chocolate Labradoodle my family adopted from someone who didn't want her anymore.

She taught me a lot of things. Like...

Live your life.

There's a lot of obstacles in raising an animal. Sometimes, it can feel like a burden.

But you forget pain. All that's left is the memories. And those were awesome.

All these things you worried about. The ending. Mild paranoid glimpses of suffering.

We didn't let her out sometimes because we were afraid she might get attacked by coyotes.

Were we right in doing so? Yeah.

But it's not something I'm worried about right now. All we can think about is wanting more time. I made sure to do a lot of things with my dog, so I did not regret it when the day came. Do I wish I had more time? Yes. Do I really regret anything? Not too much.

And it's made me take a step back to focus on what's important. There's a lot of things worth having in life that comes with its fears and obstacles. That doesn't mean you don't engage in them. You can either prepare or do, but you shouldn't worry.

No regrets.

Typos. Big deal. Bad reviews. Big deal.

Big picture. Big deal. 

I feel like I wasted a lot of time worrying, and not enjoying the moment. Listening to a person's opinion on a musical genre they don't even enjoy. Stop wasting my time.

My dog's passing has forced me to take a different look at my life.

Don't focus on the dogshit/diarrhea/vomit/whatever

No, it's the light reflection, don't come to conclusions

A couple weeks before her death, I had decided that I was going to feed her rotisserie chicken.

It gave her diarrhea. I got a lot of crap for doing it, both metaphorically and literally.

But that's cleaned up right now. It's over. It's done. And I'm glad I did it. And I'm glad I dealt with it. We live in this anxiety fear driven media pushing society that takes all conflict as a setback.

But sometimes, it's okay to take the cons with the pros.

Sometimes the cons aren't that bad. 

Not going to lie, my dog had a lot of misadventures.

She tried to eat a pinecone once. She tried to smell a firework before I dragged her away.

You regret the things you didn't do moreso than the things you did do. This moment has forced to come to terms with that.

I'm at a crossroads in my life. There's a lot of risk in greatness, or so they say.

I have been fearing controversy. It's not even controversy. It's mild disagreements and arguments with people on the Internet.

My dog's passing has taught that it is important to truly live one's life, and not get lost in the meandering negativity.

And that's what I plan to do. I hope you do too.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

What Keith Olbermann Taught Me About Being Likable

So, Keith Olbermann is in trouble again.

This was the only picture I could find of him that was free to use
I got what I paid for. 

He went off on a rant about Penn State's victories being reinstated and ended up insulting students who raised money to fight cancer.

Did he get trapped into it? Kind of.

Was there a more diplomatic solution that he overlooked? Absolutely.

It's easy to be on the outside looking in and throw stones, but I'm not going to do that.

I don't think he should get suspended, and I don't think he should get fired.

But I sure as hell am going to remember this when he calls for someone's resignation. Guarantee it.

It's easy to want Olbermann to get fired. He's not likable.

And it's funny. Because, unlikability on a level like this is not something that can be conjured in a work of fiction. We all deal with toads and tools (and a few toadstools) in all walks of life, but it's never easy to create a tool of a character in fiction.

What is the difference between Robert Downey Jr. and Macklemore?

What makes you feel a certain way about a person?

A part of it can come from your allegiances. I like the Lakers. Never understood why some people don't like Kobe. He's innocent. He doesn't need a wheelchair to take him off the court when he hurts an elbow.

Lebron. I've come to the terms that he's a human being. And it's a silly game.

Bill O'Reilly. Michael Moore. Each side has theirs.

So, it has to be something more than that.

Likability comes from knowledge, more importantly, knowledge of everyone's perspective and knowing the world does not revolve around you 

You know how certain things are racist, but other things are tolerated?

I think it comes to this...

When someone feels like they aren't treated like human beings, like a joke is made at their expense, as oppose to an observation of the human condition, they find it racist.

The preceding sentence was very lawyery. I did that on purpose. There's going to be someone yammering about it.

Giuliana is not friends with Zendaya. That's why there's problems.

Insulting someone you don't know is different.

But at the same time, the entire point of Fashion Police is designed to tear people down. Fashion Police Brutality. Even the Fashion Police are racist. That was a joke. I hope it was received as such. Fine, give me a day to pen the apology...

There's a difference between joking about an experience with your friends, and that asshole nine year old yelling racial slurs on Xbox Live.

You see it in a lot of shows where diverse people are depicted. You can feel like there was this obligation to quota. No character has a voice, because you don't know where that character comes from. Lena Dunham writing a black character, for example.

And interesting characters can't exist because of it. Conflict is interesting. But, conflict can be interpreted as prejudice.

If Luke Skywalker is black, you'll say he couldn't stop the Death Star without white Han Solo saving him.

If Han Solo is black, you'll say that he is some type of oppressive archetype because he's helping a white person succeed.

Quota destroys innovation, whether that's financial, political, or otherwise.

Does that mean you shouldn't talk to those different than you? No, it doesn't.

I personally don't think most people are racists. I think there is some flaw in human psychology that we've yet to analyze. We never acknowledge good things. This is where negativity comes from.

I mean, working in customer service can make you hate people. But that's only because you're forgetting the good people you work with everyday. You take them for granted, because you don't worry about them. You don't toss and turn thinking about them. Unless you're a weirdo like me, of course.

But let's be honest. The reason why Olbermann has backfired is because...

He comes off as insincere 

People used to ask Mister Rogers why he remained to be the same person offscreen as onscreen.

Mister Rogers replied "Kids can spot a phony from a mile away". He always accepted people for who they were.

Back in the day, a group of thieves stole Mr. Rogers car. They returned it shortly later with the note "Sorry we stole your car, we didn't know it was yours".

If that doesn't warm your heart, don't talk to me.

You never want to make money being a personality. That is, something that you need to turn on and off. Something you're not consistent with.

If you're not an artist, and you are burdened to create content everyday, all that is left is creating drama. All that's left is pissing people off.

You can't seal yourself off and work on your novel or your album. You can't go into self-exile and train for your next match.

It's not good to be a personality.

Because we all have bad days. And each fanbase needs an excuse.

Kate Gosselin has no excuses. There's no reason to be a fan of Kate Gosselin.

All the reasons are gone. Especially if you're not a nice person to work with.

John Travolta is getting a lot of flack right now. But if you love Welcome Back, Kotter, Saturday Night Fever, and Pulp Fiction, there's nothing his new silliness can do to take that away. Although, some will argue that he tries.

Making something of worth can erase a lot of negatives. At least excuses. A lot of despicable people have made amazing things.

It's this weird emotion I feel when Kanye says he has the right to work with Disney Imagineers. It's almost like when Iggy Azalea does anything. Can you imagine Gucci Mane throwing a fit over Papa John's giving out his number? I don't even think Iggy Pop would care.

You know that old Outer Limits episode where scientists create fake aliens in order to create a fake alien invasion so the world can unite?

I feel like Iggy Azalea is an alien created to bring people of all races together. I feel like T.I. might secretly be a martyr. Everyday he says to himself "One day, it will all be worth it". It makes more sense than what we're dealing with right now.

We like Walter White, because we want to pretend that's who we will become when we have to deal with something as bad as cancer.

Everyday, we wake up, and deal with obstacles. We like to look up to those who solve those problems.

And we resent those who only make it worse on themselves.

Those teenagers who keep tripping in the slasher movies. We actually root for Jason Voorhees. He has plans, and he knows where he's going.

I root for everyone in this picture

It's the fundamental root of drama and storytelling.

We mess up. We accept characters that mess up. But they have to redeem themselves. Redemption means they've learned something. And we like them better for that.

Keith Olbermann has been to the doghouse before. And he's going back. He hasn't learned. This bothers people.

He's not Steve McQueen going back in the cooler.

He's every other guy apologizing, maybe make a comment about anger management, rehab and the like.

And it's going to continue...

So till the next time, we'll see you.