False Start.

Happy New Year!

I was planning on starting at the stroke of midnight, 2009. I started my camera, began to record, and freaked out. Not only did I feel totally awkward, partly perhaps because not entirely sober, but I also realized how egregious a violation I was making of others' privacy, others including some of my best friends. The environment was entirely different than I had imagined. Since I, and many of my friends, were sick, we had a quiet "family" gathering with around ten people. I had envisioned a more typical party, where lugging around a video camera would not have been an oddity. Add in Zombie Dick Clark, and I was fairly freaked.

I also had not yet received my webcam. But all of these were basically excuses. I was hesitant to put my best friends on the spot in such an awkward way.

I realized that I had avoided telling anybody about this not only because I didn't want any one to steal the idea (which, of course, turned out to be twenty years late anyway,) but because I just wanted to bull through with this damn the torpedoes, some of my stubbornness shining through.

Well, I have told everyone about it now, gotten some feedback (less than I expected, or wanted, which makes me think the majority of the 250 people I sent a warm holiday email to think that I'm entirely insane, which may be true) and am ready to go. Tomorrow, when I wake up, I'm beginning.

So there's that.