Free Beer!!

The Phalco marketing folks sent this over today. Sadly the deal they worked out with Pabst Blue Ribbon fell threw and now all we can offer is free cans of yams. Enjoy. And God Bless America!

5 years of Phalco. Coming in 2011.

Our boy over at P4S, Nicky C, gave the Phalco site a spiffy makeover. Make sure to check it out at PhalcoFilms.com. Thanks to Nick C for all his hard work. More coming soon. So hold onto your hats.

Phalco Films: The Beginning

The following is a journal entry written by Mike Roach in the fall of 2005:

Tonight, in Media Management we had to pick our groups. People wrote the names of industries they wanted to research on the board and their names underneath. I sat there, immobile, for a moment or two. Then I popped up and wrote myself under "Film".

I went over to the film group and said, "I bring nothing to the table."

Then it was on. The only dude in the group, Steve Sims, said he knew me from Philosophy class (he sits behind me somewhere.) He started talking about film. He's a free-lance videographer. He remembered the things I'd said in Philosophy and knew I was into film and that I was from Indiana and had moved to L.A.

We talked quite a bit, and when it was time to leave, he waited for me at the door. As we walked down the steps, he said that he wanted to do a movie and invited me to collaborate.

Holy shit! Did it happen? Yeah.

-- journal entry from Thursday, September 8th, 2005

Roach & Sims / Pittsburgh / 2005

Roach & Sims / Los Angeles / 2010

2003

Since seeing the 'The Social Network' I've had nothing but 2003 on the brain, hence my recent Facebook photo. Here's a goodie from the summer of '03. A summer before adulthood, before the thick of college and even before Facebook.

People Who Have Gone Nuts

No, this isn't about that PHONEY Joaquin Phoenix. It's about all the other fucking lunatics out there. Part of me wants to tell these cunts to go fuck a duck, but then if I had their money and their bullshit fame, I'd most likely be a lunatic too. Well not like Mel, he's just a racist asshole.

1) We have here, Spencer Pratt. I dunno what to say about this clown other than he looked okay with that beard. And that his wife's boobs are amazing. This guy has lost it.

2) We have, of course, Lohan. The girl is out to lunch. And the meal is all you can eat fuck up. And most likely cocaine for dessert. She had so much potential. Oh well, at this rate my guess is she's dead by Christmas.

3) And last but (certainly) not least, is Mel. Oh, Mel. It's over for you buddy. You're a certifiably insane bigot. And this thing with the iPhone camera, not funny. Just stupid. I'm not saying these jagoff paparazzi are any better, but Mel come on, you're Riggs!

55 days and counting...

It's been some time since we've done a Conan update. There's really not much to say other than he's keeping the beard and looking awesome. TBS. November 8th. The man returns.

Phalco is DEAD

Come watch the Phalco boys – Mike Roach (Film Noir), Steven Sims (Sci-Fi/Horror) and Jeremy Tague (Action/Comedy) – in three entirely different short films produced by The DeFilm Network for the 2009 DN 50.5 Hour Film Fest.

Tonight @ 9:00pm PST (12:00am EST) only on Facebook.

Mike Roach in Love and Deaf – Directed by Dylan Stern

Steven Sims in The Breath of the World – Directed by Andrew Grosso

Jeremy Tague in Funeral Home – Directed by Arik Martin

Aerosmith: I fucking hate these guys.

I also hate American Idol. There, I said it.

I Love You

Kristen Bell. Rice Krispies Treats. Marry me.

Two (Great) Things

Kenny "Motherfuckin" Powers is Back!

The People's Champion, The Shelby Sensation, The Reverse Apache Master, The Man with the Golden Dick, Doctor C*ck and Balls...

Jail Girls

All my celebrity girlfriends are behind bar!? (I know, I'm a gross motherfucker.)

Snookie, who was arrested today for disorderly conduct, I absolutely love. Those ham hocks make me crazy!! Some like em thick, what can I say? And being a thick skinned brotha myself, it makes perfect sense. I also love her italian heritage, public display of beer bonging and I ♥ SNOOKIE shirt. Where do I get my I ♥ SIMS shirt?

Lohan. Lohan Lohan. My future wife – locked up and causing a scene. That's right, I said Lohan is wife material. "Why the fuck?" you ask? Because underneath it all, there's this girl. And I want to wake up next to that girl. The chances of it ever happening, due to blonde hair dye and her current stint behind bars, make it slim. But rumor is that several of Hollywood's top stylists have been put on call for the entire weekend. Their call time: TBA. Their location: Lynwood Jail.

Any other birds in the big house? I dunno, what's Kristen Bell up to? According to her tweets she's in Florida – @IMKristenBell: Me and Florida, sittin in a tree – which is fine by me. I love to jet ski!

What it's like to be Mark Wahlberg...

ABOVE: An ad featured in today's Variety. Ari Emanuel doesn't send gift baskets.

BELOW: Some great Wahlberg. As well as a great Baldwin. "Go fuck yourself."

Batman 3

No, we're not talking about Val and Nicole.

Christopher Nolan, just off his Inception weekend, is the Bat King now n' days and with the new flick slated for a summer 2012 release, everybody wants to know "who's the next villain?" Although the Joker survived Batman’s ass beating in The Dark Knight, Nolan has said the character is being retired to Arkham Asylum out of respect and memory for the late Heath Ledger.

So with Comic-Con less than a day away and Inception saving the summer, will the mighty Bat King give us a hint on who will be terrorizing Gotham next? No idea. But firstshowing.net claims to have the scoop. An inside source of the web site states that The Riddler is listed as the next villain in the highly anticipated sequel, and that the actor currently listed to portay the assumed villain is none other than Inception star, Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Other possible villain rumors flying around the bat cave are Jonah Hill as the Penguin, Snooki as Catwoman and the Governator, reprising his 1997 role, as Mr. Freeze.

The Dog Days of Sims

2010. The adventure continues...

The Winter Sun

So we made it. We marched through an adventurous winter of left lung fails, late night goodbyes and Steeler season cries. After my brief stint at the local infirmary it was back to business. I took a fancy new gig at my favorite Hollywood home, World of Wonder, working on a brand new docu-series airing later this year. It's been an interesting experience working on a production from an office point of view, but I'm sure it's worth it. The show has been shooting in New York City and the crew and I have been working like dogs producing the series. I've also have had the chance to live in NYC while not having to leave LA. As I said, "from an office point of view."

Spring-a-Ding-Done

As spring rolled through we enjoyed the return of some Compound chaos and late night dancing with the people we love. We said goodbye to regular strangers and hello to old faces. Life is a lot like an 22 episode sitcom. Some episodes are fluff while others lead to a great string of events. Spring was the end of the fluff.

The Sound of Summer

It's now summer 2010 and several new adventures are upon us. For starters, the long awaited and much anticipated DVD release of The 41-Year-Old Virgin Who Knocked Up Sarah Marshall and Felt Superbad About It drops today. With magazine covers appearing around town, phone interviews being scheduled and TV spots appearing before movie previews, this has all become quite cool. Will it continue with more exciting opportunities? Or will I just be some guy who looked like that fat guy from Superbad? Negative Sims wants to say the latter, but lately I've been trying to be more positive. That being said, go buy the DVD. On sale today.

With the DVD release here and Jonah Hill's Get Him To The Greek billboards all around town (a lot like our early hay days back in '07) the excitement of having a doublingganger has begun to rise again. It's been established that although slightly smaller and kinder, no matter what hair cut or look I have, I still resemble this fucking guy. Never the less, Get Him To The Greek doesn't feature side-splitting bonus material like The 41-Year-Old Virgin does. One special feature included on the DVD is Being Jonah Hill – a look at my relationship with Jonah Hill and the making of the Phalco short, Destroying Jonah Hill. Yes sir indeed. The Phalco boys managed to make their way onto a DVD disturbed by FOX. Featured clips from our 2008 short, Destroying Jonah Hill, along with a "60 Minutes" style interview with yours truly, makes this DVD a must buy. So seriously, go buy the DVD. Available at Amazon, Walmart, Best Buy, Blockbuster and on Netflix in July. And thanks for the support.

The Future of '10 and Beyond

So what else is down the pipe line? Production begins this July for a brand new web series I'm co-directing and producing with writer/actress and iO West superstar, Sophia Zolan. / Mr. Bug co-creators and Phalco buds, Alison Trumbull and Dylan Stern, have apparently drafted up a short script for me to star in. I made only one request, no Superbad shirt. / Ivan Ehlers feature, Guns Don't Kill People, wrapped shooting last month and will be making it's way to the festival circut soon. I play the character of "Dirty Dan" and had a great time on set working with Ivan and his fantastic team. Getting to kill some people was pretty cool too. / And of course the turtle moving boys of Phalco Films are around and planning for a few new projects. I mean, it's the year of adventure so don't be surprised if we drift off on our own and try new things. That's just how we roll. But we promise ideas are being penned and new projects will be in the works soon.

Life is different this side of 2009. That is with out a doubt. But sometimes different is the only adventure we need. Enjoy it. I know I am.

-- Steven M. Sims

Return Of The Dick

Guess who is back? I know, I forgot about him to. Here's a delicious quote from America's biggest mistake:

"Yeah, we waterboarded Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, and I'd do it again to save lives." –George W. Bush, during an appearance at the Economic Club of Grand Rapids, Michigan.

Conan Does Reno

We've seen the 60 Minutes special. We lived the late night war drama. But what we have enjoyed the most from all this Conan craziness, are his tweets.

@ConanOBrien: I'm performing tonight at a dinner theater in Reno. Who says my career is in trouble?

As this adventure called 2010 continues, remember one thing...

He's back, baby!!

Under Water is Under Cover

When I'm not doing my old Phalco song and dance I'm usually out making music with Phalco friend and LA superstar, Erin Hickman. Under Water is the name and lovely ukulele melodies is the game. Here's a sneak peak of what we like to call, "An Under Water Summer."

Under Water on Facebook!

The Evolution of O'Brien

Welcome back buddy. The Cheers re-runs have been great, but it will be finally nice to have something else to put on at 11:30pm. Or will it be 11:35pm?

Phalco '10

If it wasn't for Phalco's dear friend Stephen Saban I sometimes wonder if people would even know my name. For three years now I have had the ability to resemble Superbad star, Jonah Hill. And for three years now I have had the wonderful voice of Stephen Saban telling the world of my interesting adventures with Hill. From Phalco's early LA days of Destroying Jonah Hill, to being fired from Funny People, to last summer's filming of The 41 Year Old Virgin Who Knocked Up Sarah Marshall and Felt Superbad About It, the adventures of Jonah and I have kept my first three years in LA pretty exciting.

The WOW Report :: "Over The Hill" by Stephen Saban

As Stephen Saban announces to the world that my "Jonah Hill" days are now behind me I would like to announce to you – the super awesome fans of Phalco Films – that a new Phalco era is upon us. In the year 2010 we plan to make it rain. And we're not talking about cats and dogs. For four years we have been at it and have loved every minute of it. We have such great support and want to thank all of you for that. Stay tuned, because 2010 is going to be a good one. Phalco is back, which only means one thing...lock up your daughters.

Coming soon from the boys of Phalco Films...

The 41 Year Old Virgin Who Knocked Up Sarah Marshall and Felt Superbad About It starring Bryan Callen, Noureen DeWulf and Phalco's own, Steven Sims drops June 6th on DVD. The original motion picture soundtrack, featuring "Morning Wood" by J Chris Newberg is now available on Amazon.com.

Phalco's long awaited 2009 sketch comedy show, The Men's Room – starring Jeremy Tague, Frederick Frazier, Clare Fogerty, Alison Trumbull, Frederick Dechow, Kim Burns, Ketryn Porter, Mike Roach and Steven Sims – will finally be available for your viewing pleasure.

The DN Film Network's 48-Film Fest Premiere featuring Phalco actors Mike Roach (in a Film Noir short), Steven Sims (in a Sci-Fi/Horror short) and Jeremy Tague (in an Action/Comedy short) hits LA later this year.

Kevin's House 2 is on the books and coming your way soon. After numerous amounts of emails, demands, and requests for a sequel to the Phalco fav, Kevin's House, Jeremy Tague has promised to finally make it happen.

A new friend of Phalco's, Ivan Ehlers, is in production with his new feature length film, Guns Don't Kill People, which features Steven Sims in the role of Dirty Dan. Shooting began earlier this month.

And it doesn't stop there as production and development meetings have already begun with... a possible Dylan Stern/Alison Trumbull penned script featuring Mike Roach as a fisherman, a brand new Phalco live sketch show, a possible music video and a brand new film by the guy who used to look like Jonah Hill.

Thanks for all the love folks. We look forward to all your support in 2010.

xo,

Sims and studs of Phalco Films

Phalco Films... 2010... A new era of awesomeness...

It must be some kind of... 'Hot Tub Time Machine.'

Tonight my Phalco counterpart, Sir Captain Foamy, and I had exclusive screening passes to MGM's new and only flick of this year, Hot Tub Time Machine. Was it good? – It was great. Get off your butts this weekend, stop wasting money on Tim Burton repeats and James Cameron's craptastic 3D adventure, and go see something that really cooks. You don't need Johnny Depp in weird makeup and Academy Award losers anymore. You have a Hot Tub Time Machine. The only thing that really matters this month. As well as health care. And your March Madness bracket.

Hot Tub Time Machine - Opening this Friday!! See it. Damn the man. Save MGM.

(Thanks to Samara for the screening passes. Best PR gal in town!)

Sims vs. Pneumonia

So as you might of heard I had a little mishap and found myself in the hospital just over a week ago. I imagine a lot of you – and by you, I mean family, friends, fans, hot chicks, etc. – have been pretty curious on what exactly happened to me. Well it's simple... I was in a high speed police chase which ended in the LAPD gunning me down with five bullets to the chest.

No, that's not true. Although it would be a much more exciting story to tell.

So what really happened? Well it's simple... I got Pneumonia. See about four weeks ago I woke up with a pain in my shoulder. The pain, within a few days, quickly moved to the left part of my chest. At first I thought it was a bad case of heart burn. But after a brief visit with my doctor I found out that it wasn't. He believed that due to a recent heavy cough that I had pulled a muscle. He prescribed some standard cough medicine and said that within a week or two the pain should go away. Two weeks and a killed cough later I found that this odd, heart burn type pain was not going away. It seemed to come and go. One day I would feel it. One day I wouldn't. I started to think that maybe it was a cause of stress until the evening of Tuesday, February 16th.

That night, on my way home from work, I began to feel the pains much stronger than before. I knew something wasn't right and that the next day I would have to return to my doctor to see what was up. When I awoke the next morning I found that not only had the pains gotten worse but that simple breathing had become much more difficult. Coughing hurt, talking was next to impossible and walking to my car seemed like I was running a 500 mile marathon. Now, I know I'm a little on the "heavy" side, but never in my life had I had breathing troubles like this.

As soon as I arrived at my doctor he and I both realized that what I was dealing with was a little more than a pulled muscle – Doctor Fail #1. An x-ray showed that my left lung was completely filled with fluid and needed to be immediately drained. The doctor suggested that I go home, rest and that the hospital would be in contact with me in the next two days about having my lung drained. Sadly for me, I couldn't wait two days – Doctor Fail #2. As soon as I left the doctors office I immediately drove myself to the ER. It didn't take long for the nurses to realize the pain that I was in and as quick as they could they had me in a hospital bed ready to be drained.

Now I'll save you all the details of giant needles, a crazy morphine IV and a cute ER nurse named Farrah and just skip to the result... The draining of the lung didn't work – Doctor Fail #3. As I laid there in the ER, sore from an attempted lung draining and chest that practically seemed to stop working, I found out that a quick hospital visit and a few days out of commission would now be turning into a lengthy hospital stay and several days out of commission. I was informed that my lung had practically collapsed and that the next day I would be going in for chest surgery. And with that began my six days at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center.

The surgery resulted in me having two tubes come out of my left side which helped drain the numerous amounts of fluid in my lung. While this continued for several days a team of top notch doctors, that know the difference between a pulled a muscle and a collapsed lung, began to run tests that found that an infection had made it's way into my left lung several weeks earlier (remember the sore shoulder?) and caused for a serious case of Pneumonia. I spent a total of six days in the hospital – one in the ER, one in surgery, three with tubes attached to me and one to figure out what specific antibiotic was needed to help kill this bitch of an infection.

On Monday, February 22nd I was released from the hospital and sent home to spend the next week to recover, inject myself with antibiotics and attempt to sleep while having a left side filled with stitches. From the crazy meds to a day nurse I felt as if I went from twenty-six to eighty-six overnight. How did I end up in this ridiculous situation? How did I go from what I thought was heart burn from chili cheese fries to chest surgery and enough antibiotics to kill a small horse? It was all pretty shitty. But now, a week after my hospital release and almost two weeks after breathing seemed practically impossible, I am able to look back and be thankful. Sure, I'm still out of work and still pumping myself daily with antibiotics, but at least I'm starting to feel like my old self again.

I look forward to returning to my old song and dance and feeling alive again. But I also look forward to a new journey ahead. A journey of clean health, a fresh mind and new outlook on life. Being in that hospital for days made me realize that no matter what nothing in life is more important than the people who surround us. Our friends, our families, our relatives near and far. No matter what gets thrown down our bowling lane of life we all have people who love us. People who care and people who will do anything for us at anytime. I can't say thank you enough to everyone from my roommates, to my friends, to my cousins, to my aunts, to my uncles, to my grandparents, to my sister, to my co-workers, to family's friends, to my parents for all the love and support that has come my way these last two weeks. I'm one lucky son of a bitch to be alive. But I'm one luckier son of a bitch to have the people I have in my life.

So that's my story. Sadly, it's still not quite over. But soon it will be. Thanks again to everyone for all the love and support. I look forward to seeing everyone soon.

-- Steven M. Sims

First night out of the hospital – February 22, 2010

Brakes on the Reg

So like a year/year and a half ago I take my nasty shitty piece of donkey shit car to a local auto body. Although I neglect most things of minor inconvenience and have a major disdain for consuming and human interaction I find that I do try to adhere to regular oil changes. The auto man asks if I would like them to do a courtesy inspection on my car along with the oil change and with this sounding particularly pleasant I agree. By all accounts it was a courtesy at the very least, how could I refuse? Also, with any number of engine lights illuminating my dashboard at any one moment I thought that this inspection may be beneficial.

An hour or so later the auto man calls me direct on my cell phone and relays the finding of his courtesy investigation. The following onslaught of words was enough to make even the most constipated man shit and shit hard. Apparently every functioning, or should I say malfunctioning, part of my car was in dire need of being fixed or replaced. What concerned the auto man above all else was the shoddy condition of my braking system. He tried to be as clear as possible as to how dangerous and irresponsible it would be to not get this condition fixed immediately. But with a total bill of just over eight hundred dollars for necessary repairs I clarified that yes I can use the word fuck as a verb and a noun in the same sentence. Needless to say this courtesy inspection quickly turned into a minor inconvenience and like most things in this vain I decided to neglect any of the suggested maintenance much to the auto mans dismay.

Flash forward to yesterday.

I, once again, find myself sticking to my semi-rigid oil changing compulsion and drop my car off at another local auto body. By this point most of the original auto man’s fears have been largely justified. The fact that my car stopped at all was largely by chance, or by God’s will, but certainly neither I nor the brakes contributed anything to these miracle retardments in motion. So I asked the attendant to take a look at the braking system again as I fully comprehend that there is a problem that should be remedied.

An hour or so later the auto man calls me in disbelief about the condition of my vehicles stopping mechanism. So, I’m like hit me with it bro. And he is like four hundred fifty. And I go, “wooh, wooh, wooh, slow down egghead I don’t want to pay that much.” And he says, “let me talk to the dude and I will get back to you.” So I wait around for a few minutes thinking of creative ways to use the f-word completely ready to neglect this thing for another year or longer when he calls back. So now he says, “Ok, we will knock a hundred dollars off.” Then I say, “Wooh, wooh, wooh egghead. Ok.”

NEW BRAKES!

-- Jeremy Tague

What did happen to them?

twitter.com/bryancallen

Flashback February #2

Jeremy Tague's Catfish Hunger

(November 2007)

Phalco legend and musical genius Jeremy Tague arrived in Los Angeles in early 2008. This was how told us he was coming.

Flashback February #1

Jesús and the Alligators

(July 2006 – November 2006)

High in the hill tops of western Pennsylvania Jesús and the Alligators was born. Made up of Pittsburgh natives – Ian "Perdy Mouth" Karell, Dave "Conrad Rickett" Kasnevich, Justin "Slim" Ramsey and Steven "Bongo" Sims – they would wield weapons of mighty, musical prowess: guitars, drums, and a voice. And their ammunition: a dance-floor destroying blend of Hellbilly Honk, Reckless Rock, and Black Hearted Blues.

2010, the year of great Phalco comments.

It's fun to see a random email or YouTube comment come through from projects of the past. We rarely follow up on old projects and websites but every now and then I'll look down at my phone and see an email that features a comment on something we've done. Since the debut of The 40 Year Old Virgin Who Knocked Up Sarah Marshall and Felt Superbad About It trailer the comments have been rolling in. Here's two gems we received earlier this week. My opinion, the best fucking comments we've ever gotten. Enjoy...

"One of the few rules I've lived my life by: Never listen to a guy with a goatee like the douche in this trailer. That rule has never let me down." –YouTube comment on Destroying Jonah Hill - Trailer 1 (2008)

"Tell me where can I order that maid from Spacebook who will eat my p*ssy and then clean my house." –Email comment on Phalco Sketch Comedy Stage Show (2009)

Kimmel 4 COCO

I'm proud to say that I work on the same street as Mr. Kimmel. Even prouder to say that myself and Roach had a chance to hang out in his green room once upon a time. Either way, well done my friend. It's nice to see the biggest piece of shit in late night get slammed on his own show. Now if NBC would just let Letterman through the gates to have a sit down with the "BIG JAW" life would be perfect.

Fuck Leno. I'm with COCO.

Talkin' Playoff Blues

Cincy sucks – good thing they're great at flopping in the playoffs.

New England can die – nothing better than seeing Brady go home in tears.

Baltimore is a rubbish pile – can't wait to watch them lose.

Every other team – don't care, don't care, don't care.

Steelers are still better than the Browns. Why? Because Cleveland sucks. See you in the fall bitches.

A man goes to the Pittsburgh Steelers ticket office and inquires about purchasing play-off tickets. The ticket teller replies that there weren't any tickets for sale because the Steelers did not make it to the play-offs.

The following day the same man goes to the Pittsburgh Steelers ticket office and inquires about purchasing Steelers play-off tickets. The ticket teller politely replies that there weren't any tickets for sale because the Steelers did not make it to the play-offs.

This goes on for an entire week. The man goes to the Steelers ticket office inquiring about play-off tickets and the teller says none are for sale because the Steelers did not make it to the play-offs.

Another week of this goes by and the man still is asking the ticket teller about Steelers play-off tickets.
Finally the ticket teller in a loud voice says, "I'VE TOLD YOU FOR THE LAST TWO WEEKS THERE WERE NOT ANY TICKETS AVAILABLE BECAUSE THE STEELERS DID NOT MAKE THE PLAY-OFFS!"

"I know," the man replied, "I drive all the way from Cleveland just to hear you say that!"

Thursday Cup O' Twee

Yes, I would most certainly marry Neil Patrick Harris.

Suits The Musical. Neil Patrick Harris. Awe...some.

ABC = Always Bump Conan

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Jay "BIG JAW" Leno

Monday, January 11, 2010

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Damn the man!

Even in a heartfelt press release he manages to make you laugh. Well said Conan. Phalco supports you.

Big News 2.0 Premiere Tonight!

It's 2010 and big things are already happening here in Hollywood. Phalco friend, writer Michael McCarthy (director of last summer's Phalco Sketch Comedy Stage Show), is at it again with a brand new iO West stage show and web series, Big News 2.0.

Michael McCarthy (“Saturday Night Live,” “Sesame Street,” and “The Drew Carey Show”) presents Big News 2.0 – premiering tonight at the iO West in Hollywood. It's a sketch show, web series, and weekly live show all rolled into one. Why? Because according to Michael and director Gen Kiyooka, "Nobody in Hollywood knows what to do anymore, including Jay Leno, Conan O'Brien and us!"

Come check out the live show tonight and in the mean time enjoy this week's Big News 2.0 daily videos...

Friday, January 8, 2010

Getting Back to Basics on Fitness

Thursday, January 7, 2009

'Avatar' marks a tech revolution...

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Governor Schwarznegger Aims to Rally State

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

A Winter's Day You Can Warm Up To...

Monday, January 4, 2010

It's looking a lot like the Republican Party's year...

The cyclical nature of the Universe compels us to revisit past truths to divine future events.

Wow, has my life changed! I need to read over my journals and marvel at the journey I've taken. It's one of those things: I thought I was heading somewhere, and I fully expected to get there, but I'm still surprised that it all actually worked out! I never really knew if I was on the right track or if I was just deluding myself with thoughts of better days. As confident as I've been along this unorthodox path, it was impossible to shake the fear of abject failure, the fear that my life would stay similar, the fear that I would get a degree and still have no direction, no friends, and no hope.

I've always been a proponent of the intuitively led life; I've always had faith that each answer to life's big questions resided somewhere in my subconscious; I've always believed that my optimal path would unfold around me as long as I paid attention to signs and hunches. I've seen indications that these beliefs were true, but until recently I hadn't been completely blown away by them. Along the way, situations and moments would pop up and I'd think, "Ok, yeah. There is something to this whole intuition thing." But lately, for the first time, events have caused me to stop wondering if I was correct in living this life.

As of now, I am sure of it! Completely following your heart is not only the most interesting way to live, but it's also the easiest way to get all that you desire! Hell, maybe it's the only way, I dunno, but it's my chosen way, and I'm absolutely thrilled to see what comes next!

[This could have been written tonight, but it was written April 11th, 2006. Just as I was then, I am still grateful for my friends, my ability to dream, my ability to reinvent myself, and my ability to persevere through the dark recesses of my mind. Here's a prayer to the new decade: May we all become greater than we have ever been and continue on towards the bliss of our souls.]

-- Mike Roach

2010: The Year of Adventure