Saturday, March 13, 2010
Deep in my heart of hearts I have come to the realization that the only work I'm cut out for is Cartoon. I already spend most of my time saying ridiculous things and recovering from semi-comical slapstick accidents. All that's left is to be artistically rendered or computer generated.
I can be the misunderstood tough guy who has a heart of gold. The dog pound philosopher who gets into trouble because he doesn't believe his own hype. It'll be cool. Running around a cartoon city with my cartoon gang, running from stereotypical cartoon Irish cops, stopping occasionally to play a retro-pop song(with my animated gang) during the chase scenes.
Who wants to be a cartoon?