I’m in a ridiculous position. Normally, on the last day of the month, I’m scrabbling around for something to turn into a blog post so I can earn a bean before the clock runs out. Nightmare. What picture can I find on my phone? What mundane event can I expand into a witty anecdote? What horrifyingly self-important letter of complaint from my past can I share?
This month isn’t like that. This month, on the final day of November, I find myself with a different kind of anguish. This month I have a whole series of blog post ideas ready to go, but I can’t use them yet.
I’ve got pictures from the Papples recording session for Pop Squared. Tons of them! And they’re great, and funny, and there are stories about them. But I’ve already posted one set of Papples photos this month and I haven’t uploaded these ones.
Then, I’ve finally edited the behind the scenes footage we shot while we were making “Space for an Ace”. It’s great. I pulled a few clips from it a few years back but the rest has loads of fun stuff too. Trouble is it needs another tweak before I do a final export, and in any case it would need to go on YouTube and there’s no time for that tonight.
I’ve also got Four Word Reviews brewing. The album “Tubthumping” by Chumbawamba has been on my desk for the last two weeks, but every day I thought I’d have time to listen to it I ended up not having time, so I haven’t managed to fit it in yet.
This is all without mentioning my camera roll, which is of course brim full of potential posts. Probably.
Anyway, the point is that this month I’m tossing off a last minute post not because I’m short of material, but because I’ve got loads of stuff lying around and yet I still don’t have anything ready to go. So instead please enjoy this teaser trailer for upcoming posts here on the Beans. You’ll love them. If I ever get round to them.
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You can’t be your own hype man. You need someone else to do that for you. Why didn’t you come to me or, to a lessor extent, Kev?
Mainly because employing one of you as a hype man would have contributed to your bean counts and not mine. You might answer that by saying I could have been your hype man, and earned a bean that way, but I’m not one to tootle another man’s trumpet. It’s all about me.
Well someone has to be the hype man and I would rather it was me because if someone has to climb up the statue of Robert Clive to tell everyone about this in a loud voice and then the police get involved I’m much better at telling them it was you.
Well, I got my November bean in the end, so I’ve got no need to hoard all the posts any more. You go ahead and hype me. I’ll be here ready to sign autographs.
You really did deliver on all your promises. Even Kev whipped out a podcast before the end of the year. What a magical time to be alive.
There’s just those Pop Squared photos still to post, but that’ll come later in January. I am a man of my word, and a strikingly handsome one at that. You may take photos now if you wish.
I’m not some nympho in Streatham, chasing you down the street because of a ripped t-shirt, mate. Steady on.
No, but you could be if you put your mind to it.
Wait, what?
Anyway, I’ve now posted the other Papples photos, so all my obligations have been met. I’m taking the rest of the month off.
You’ve ticked all the boxes. I hope you’re happy.
I am. Ecstatic. Jubilant. Box-tickingly radiant.