the journal of Peter John Ross

One holiday down, just a few more to go! Thanksgiving wasn’t that bad. Family then friends, and a 3 mile walk at Blacklick park in between. I really am getting healthier. This week has been a regression with several bad Read more…

I’m still trying to break through this haze. The more I talk about the projects in my queue, the closer I get to making one of these damn things. I need to get back in the saddle again. I edit Read more…

Karma’s a bitch. Sooner or later, in this life or the next, we pay for our sins. I pay for mine time and again, over and over it seems. What I know now is that you just take whatever life Read more…

So I guess this year I am a GCAC Artist Fellowship in Media Finalist. I went to the open judging panel for this. I knew I was in the top 12, but they only really have a top 9, so Read more…

A week long vacation really isn’t much time, but it sure does feel great. It makes the work you have to face seem a little less daunting or boring. You start to miss the patterns of your semi-daily life. My Read more…

Back from Florida. What an incredibly relaxing, non-stressful journey. I conquered a big fear for myself. I have a genuine phobia of swimming alone, even in a pool. If I am in the water alone, I panic and some overwhelming Read more…

I don’t believe life is simply black and white. Only ignorant people view the world in absolutes. As bad as things have been lately, in context, compared to how other s might be faring in the world, I am becoming Read more…

I spoke today at a convention and indie film/new media festival. I was asked to talk about marketing and indie film in the new era. I really hadn’t prepared as well as I should have, as in I did not Read more…

It hasn’t hit me yet that my first full class from the school has just graduated. It will, once I get back to teaching other classes and none of these particular students are there any more. It’s a big deal, Read more…

Every time I get to a certain stage, I take 2-3 steps backwards. MRSA is back. I’m bleeding again on my back. I can eat better, go walking 5-6 times a week, and get plenty of rest but this just Read more…

In some ways I love being 40 years old. I’m riding life on the edge of the old world and the new one. I’m not too old to get computers, TXT, and social media but I’m also old enough to Read more…