Time waits for no bits...

A lot of people out there (and when I say 'a lot of people' I mean nobody) are wondering when my next short will be up.

For the longest time I failed to come up with anything remotely decent. I was all over the map coming up with ideas. Bits involving racism, the economy and even rapping leprechauns. Nothing I thought up could even hold up when I gave it a second thought (although I am still really hoping I can do the last scene from A Time to Kill but with a southern raccoon lawyer).

There’s something in my brain that doesn’t allow me to come up with shorts like Dan (who was probably born to produce sketch comedy- his time travel bit is hilarious), or Paul (his endings are often so fantastic I find myself waiting anxiously for the last line), Aaron (he has a facebook short coming soon that’s HILARIOUS – trust me), even John Baxter (hell, my thoughts aren’t even in the same universe as Baxter- but his new movie has this odd and endearing sensibility about it).
So I wait here, on the edge, pen and paper in hand trying to come up with a voice of my own. I do have a series planned that the Offline isn’t ready for at the moment, along with the Writer’s Room that Paul and I are still working out.
I felt lost. Confused. What will my next short be about? And then I came across this…

Body Integrity Identity Disorder, or BIID, is a psychological condition in which the individual requests an elective amputation. Individuals with this condition experience the persistent desire to have their body physically match the idealized image they have of themselves.

Instant inspiration.

I'm just happy to have come up with something funny that doesn't involve a guy pooping on a girl.