PUT YOUR MIND TO IT. GO FOR IT. GET DOWN AND BREAK A SWEAT. ROCK AND ROLL, YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN' YET!

Twenty points and my undying affection for whoever catches that reference.
By Geoffrey Kidwell (actor)

What’s that expression?

Idle hands tie terrible knots?

No...um…

Idle hands give lousy massages?

Closer…

Idle hands give the worst HJs?

(Well that’s actually true. Gross.)

Anyway, I can’t remember the exact quote but the sentiment warns against the dangers of being a lazy mofo.

Not that I know anything about that.

Oh fuck it.

Let’s get real:

We artists can be sooooooo lazy.

Sure sure sure.

We do work that is worthy of respect and financial compensation. But be honest - how many times have you looked at the clock, seen that the time was 3pm and realized, “Holy shit. The only thing I did today was to watch Dr. Oz talk about poop.”

Sure, it’s nice to have a lazy day. It’s nice to kinda just do nothing but veg out and eat ice cream – not to mention how great it is to know all there is to know about shit.

But too many days of that can be bad for the soul, not to mention the arteries.

(And boys, it’ll affect your popularity on Grindr so…)

So in the spirit of being an overly honest, slightly neurotic actor/blogger, I would like to admit to you that I have been known to dabble in the dark art that is laziness.

And you know what?

It made me all depressed and icky.

Oh and it definitely didn’t book me any work.

After a few months of this, I realized I had to change...

(Well, actually my boyfriend gave me a verbal smack across the face and told me I needed to get my shit together. He was right. Don’t. Tell.)

But what could I do?  What would I need to do to feel better, to get my creative juices flowing?

The answer came to me in the voice of Barry White

(Or maybe it was Chef from South Park. I’m not sure.)

“ANYTHING, FOOL,” it said, “GET OFF YOUR ASS AND DO ANYTHING!!”

And Barry or Chef or Arnold from Different Strokes was right.

The only way to get the creative juices flowing and to remind yourself that you’re not actually a complete loser with nothing going for him but a fierce triple time step is to start creating.

It matters not what you create!

I began to chip at the walls of my emotional funk by creating a website.

(You can visit it just by clicking here.)

Fancy right?

Next I’m going to learn how to play the piano.

After that, I’m going to teach the folks down at the MTA how to efficiently run a public transportation service.

You may thank me for that one later.

What are you going to do?

Imagine what you’re capable of in just one week; in just one day, for that matter!

You can still watch The Real Housewives and all of their shenanigans. I wouldn’t deprive you of your lifeblood.

Just set the DVR and watch them once you’ve started writing that brilliant novel you’ve been putting off.

Keep creating and don’t judge your work too harshly.

I'm slowly - emphasis on slowly - beginning to learn that the product matters less than the process.

The point is simply to do – to leap and then look.

Go Go Go!

And just because I love you, here's a picture of Jodie Sweetin. I dare you not to smile.

 

 

AND NOW...THE WEEK IN WHITNEY HOUSTON!!!!

The Greatest Love of All was my favorite song when I was growing up and this performance takes me right back to a time when I thought it was pretty cool to stand in the middle of the playground at my elementary school and belt this song at the top of my lungs. Thanks, Miss Houston.