The best things in life are stupid. As examples: high heels on women, two hours in a dark room watching something ridiculous that never happened and putting things in the house that do nothing but hang from a wall or just sit there.
I make bad art and worse music but fun games and brilliant literature. I have so much fun. My love of useless baddies in bad fiction gives me all the vim and vigor I need to be creative.
My most inspiring moment in a cartoon is when an ape made of rock slams two robot guards together. My favorite scene in a comic book is when an Imperial Stormtrooper has his masked face spun past his shoulder and I hear the “crunch” of his neck breaking. My most inspiring moment on television is when a Red Shirt decides to get a better look when he sees a flower moving only to be shot in the chest by its poisonous spores. My most inspiring moment watching a movie is when Clint Eastwood’s character is gunning down German soldiers in droves. I love to read but I do not have a favorite moment of reading anything in particular… but I love those moments in Classical Mythology when heroes slaughter Amazons or carry them off as sex slaves.
For all my inspirations my own work is what I love most.
Armies of bald clone women uniformed in swimsuits being useless in fairy tales about fairies we call “aliens” in a fairyland we call “outer space.” Yeah, that’s all pretty stupid. The women struggle feebly when they didn’t see it coming or they cringe and scream when they do: yeah, that’s stupid too. I love it.