Games, Lames, and Dames: Week 1 in the Can.

Peace Good People,

I guess you all know by now that I moved from Los Angeles to Orlando, Florida (Home to Disney World, Universal Studios, Sea World, and other random theme parks). If you did not get the memo titled, "Charles Babb Moves Again!" What a shocking development (said in my most sarcastic tone). Yes, people, I'm in Orlando pursuing my Masters of Science degree in Interactive Digital Media with a Production concentration. In layman terms, I'm becoming a Video Game Producer.

Many of you are wondering why I'm placing my pursuit of movie and film production on haitus for the crazy world of video games. My most rooted reason isI've always played video games since my older brother bought a tape recorder for his Commodore Vic 20. I've loved games not only on Atari, but loved them on Tandy, Commodore 64, Coleco Vision, Sega Master System, Commodore Amiga, and Apple. Recently, I've been thinking...

Drumroll... I have a passion for video gaming and I definitely have a passion for producing entertainment, so it only makes sense to combine my two passions? Finally, the most intelligent reason, the video game industry made $12.5 billion last year ('06) [reference: http://www.gamespot.com/news/6164101.html]. Now, that is a third more peanuts than the movie industry. All I want is a few hundred million. Yes, I said it, I want to make a FEW hundred million.

No, it isn't impossible. Matter of fact it is quite possible. And, if you can't fathom making a hundred million dollars, then you will never make it. Better said, you don't deserve to make a hundred million dollars if you can't imagine making it. As a dream merchant, I'm in the business of selling dreams, thus making my profit earning is limitless. So, if you dream big, plan bigger, and execute the biggest, then you will reap your reward. In a capitalistic society, that reward is capital, which transforms into riches and matures into wealth. And, knowing that having an endless amount of capital in a capitalistic world will pave a path to happiness or madness, I'm willing to take my chances on becoming happy or going mad. My happiness would make everyone envious. My madness... Hell, I've already gone mad, so it doesn't matter. Okay. Okay. I'm done rambling about my move and my ambition to make a few hundred million dollars...

Now, I have a new description added to my moniker. I'm a FIEAn. I'm here to school you ladies, gentlemen, suckas, and swagger jackers on what a "FIEAn" is in this wondrous world of love. It is a master's student at the Florida Interactive Entertainment Academy at University of Central Florida.

I'm working day and night on making the entertaimnet industry a little more interactive. No, you pervs. I'm not trying to make interactive pornography. You know who you are. So, don't ask me to make DVD players with insertion holes. I will be delivering games like Okami, God of War, Metal Gear Solid, GTA, World of WarCraft, and any other AAA title on the video game market.

Classes are quite humbling. For once in my life, I'm not the know-it-all. I have to learn programming and art. Catch-up is an understatement. I'm marathoning to get on the same level as my fellow classmates that are artists and programmers. I want them confident in my knowledge of their positions. I want to be able to assist and coexist in their worlds while holding down my production duties.

Actually, I want to be the Trifecta in video game designer. Now, chew on that and doubt my abilities. In five years, you'll see me on the cover of BE, Time, and the Robb Report. Grind your teeth when I jump up and down on Opera's sofa or lay the smackdown on Bill O'Reilly. I've met many people that have succeded in their dreams, and I've met some that are on their way. Shout out to those striving for their dreams- I hope all of you continue to succeed in your own endeavors. For the doubters... Yeah, the doubters... As my undreamable dreams may give you reason to doubt me. Your reasonable doubt is my motivation.

Just Blaze get at me. I need a soundtrack in 2009 for my game!

Orlando Bound

Okay. Okay. I know I said Los Angeles would be my last move. But, my Gemini nature keeps chipping at my soul. Like all other Air signs, I have to move and saunter through time and space. Life is good to me, so I know it will get better. My life is like wine. The longer I maintain and take care of it, the better it taste. Even though, there are some individuals that wish for me to pour a bitter draft. I will continue to strive and elevate my existence in this world. Besides, there are no rules! There is no guide book! I can only make the right decision.

For you all that don't know, I have decided to leave this Hollywood lifestyle alone for a year and head back into grad school. Yes, another degree and another learning experience. This time, I'm chasing a lifelong dream. After producing Street Fury DVD for over two years, the only logical step for me was to chase after the dream of video game producer. I'm the guy that writes poetry, treatments, stories, and screenplays easier than a starving person diving into a feast. Even in the midst of writing two screenplays, I have taken the time to start a video game storyline. Back to the main story...

SO, I'm off to Orlando. Heading back to the south. Man, I missed the south. Who would have thought leaving the south to go overseas- visiting more than seven countries and moving to paradise would have made me long for my youthful stomping grounds. New beginnings are always good with Charles Babb. I seem the most creative in the hatching process. My energy is high and the environment hasn't taken its toll on me. My cycle in a single location is still two years. Well, Florida will be no different. Because the Masters degree in video game design will place me one step closer to fulfilling the childhood dream. After I get that paper, I must become very resourceful and utilize all my mojo to make my millions in a billion dollar industry. Believe me, I've been planning a lifetime for this.

Cheers,

My Wife and Child

Recently, people have been asking me about my marriage status and my child bearing record. I guess that is a common question to ask someone my age. Here is the sweet and simple skinny concerning these two questions. I am currently married to Life. See, Life has never been a bitch to me. Life has been quite wonderful and amazing. Life and I are having a great relationship. Sure, our relationship has its ups and downs. However, the ups trump the downs by ten-fold. Like all respectful relationships, it comes with dedication, diligence, and dexterity.

Life wants your undivided attention. Well, I learned Life necessarily doesn't want your undivided attention. She wants you to recognize your devotion and dedication to her should be authentic, seen, and felt in everything you do. I realize that life appreciates it when I dedicate all my other activities (necessary and extracurricular activities) to her. She overstands that I have to devote time and energy to other things besides her to improve her living conditions. In return, Life supports me through these endeavors. She patiently grants me time to elevate in these activities. I know it is hard to believe someone as narcissist as Life would be so kind. Especially, since everyone's favorite rapper's favorite rappers continually disrespects her by not devoting or dedicating time to her. They get angered by the fact she doesn't give them 100% of herself. They call her names; they write verses about her. They even write complete songs about how hard she has been on them. In reality, she is giving them what they deserve. Life is fair in rewarding people for their earnest efforts. She honors those that plan well with her, and are not afraid to execute those plans. If you act ordinary toward her, she will treat you in an ordinary way. If you are extraordinary toward her, then your existence with Life will be extraordinary. I am not one that settles with being ordinary. I surround myself with overachievers, with exuberance, and with extraordinary situtations. People bug out because I know a plethora of entertainers, politicians, trend setters, and business leaders. They are people that respect Life and offer her an extraordinary relationship, and she returns that to them. Furthermore, she is giving them the same effort that they are giving her.

Speaking of effort, you have to be diligent with pleasing Life. She has the tendency of not working for you if you don't seem to be working for her. The only way to guarantee she is working for you is to be diligent in your work with her. Even when it seems she isn't working for you, she is working damn hard in giving you her best parts. So, be patient! She is definitely patient with you. I make it a point to remain industrious in my endeavors. I diligently work to make her happy and dedicate all that I do to her.

Even when she doesn't make me happy, I remain dexterous, and adapt to what she does give me. One virtue that all overachievers learn is dexterity. Dexterity allows people to accept criticism and failure. It allows them to see the success in their failures. I have learned to be nimble with Life. Life is the champion ballroom dancer and I'm the novice pupil on his first day. I know if I prove to her that I can handle the criticism; I'm willing to learn; I'm willing to adapt and overcome, then she is willing to reward me for my efforts as the perfect partner.

Life has rewarded me with many children. Recently, Life gave birth to Underground Live. Underground Live is the embodiment of all my loves in Hip-Hop culture. Actually, Underground Live is my mirrored reflection of all I love about creative culture. It is the trend setters, it is the pioneers cursed with creative stigmata, the ambition to sacrifice it all in order to constantly push the envelope with or without the proper recognition. It is honesty covered in art. It is a piece of me and Life wrapped in goodness.

Does that effectively answer the questions of my marriage and childbearing? God has not blessed me with neither in the human form. One day, I hope to reap those rewards. Moreover, I hope Life, my current wife and our children will overstand when I take on matrimony in the human form. I also hope that both my wives will dance and fellowship together. Matter of fact, I hope my human wife will be the embodiment of my precious Life.

People's Champ

One thing that I learned in life is that you cannot be everything to everyone. So, I have taken it upon myself to be the People's Champ! Now, as the champion of the people, I only have to be me. That means at times the people will love me and at other times they will hate me. I just have to be authentic to my charge of representing the people. You may ask who are these anonymous people that I represent? Well, I represent the in-betweeners... The people that are not street, but understand street tactics. Those individuals that know the ink from a scholar is stronger than the blood of a martyr. These are the one's that don't shop by brand, but shop for taste. That know a single dollar is more than 3 candy bars at Ralph's or a bean burrito at Taco Bell. I represent people that love to travel, that love to stick out while fitting in, that are not bothered by other people's opinions and strive for the best in themselves... I represent those that don't have a voice, those that are shawdowed by the media stereocast (stereotype + typecast) and that are ashamed of their own holding onto the stereotypes like a badge of honor.

Yeah, I know proclaiming myself the "People's Champ" is the most absurd thing I've done in a long time. Observing the current state of affairs, someone has to do it. Someone has to be the champion of the people. I mean, I left the sunny isles of Hawaii to be among those of my color... And, what I learned is that they are not of my kind... My focus as the people's champ is not obligated to those of my color like my forefathers of generations passed. My obligation is those that shed all the negativity bestowed upon them by outside forces, those that challenge the day's assumptions, those that question the validity of fact and those that defy the law.... I will champion that mindset by focusing more energy into informing and prospering in all activities. I know, I know- prosperity is a self-gratification element. But, honestly, who doesn't want to be prosperous? Hell, even the Dali Lama is prosperous! Why shouldn't I? Because I'm the people's champ... The People's Champ should be prosperous on his or her own merit... I'm not trying to be an evangelist exploiting those that relinquish all their power to a higher being. I'm just showing what happens when you will power to become a higher force.

Enough of the preaching. My initial steps as the People's Champ is to explain what in the hell am I doing with my life... First off, I have an independent music tour company in the works... It reaches beyond music into other art forms and trendsetting... I am working in conjunction with two highly talented individuals that recognize that "we" are not being entertained our fairly represented in entertainment. Secondly, I'm working with this keen artist (graphic, photo and film) on developing a television show. We have the ball moving... Please, ladies check out www.myspace.com/toyztv ... We are building a brand... We need all the female support in the world. And, lastly, my total brainchild... DMC... I would tell you all what DMC means, but it is not ready... There is a piece of my soul lost in those three initials... I will bear who and what I am in that company... It will die with me leaving behind treasures for the world... Now, that is propaganda.... In the upcoming year, I will try to unapolgetically bash people over the head with some quality edutainment... I will enlighten, entertain and enrich you with these three projects... That is what the PEOPLE'S CHAMP does! He ENLIGHTENS, ENTERTAINS AND ENRICHES!

Meglomanicism 101 and Narcissism 101 is brought to you by THE ORIGINAL. What do you expect from someone that calls himself "The Original."

Change is Gonna Come...

Good Morning Ladies and Gents,

Yes, I said it. Good Morning. Because this is your wake-up call from C. Babb. For all you that know me, I'm probably one of the most complex people that you know. I contradict my own contradictions. I'm artistically inclined, yet not artistically influenced. I will love and hate things at the same time. I have never been one to impress people or try to impress people. Frankly, I don't care about the opinions of other people. I never have and I never will.

I'm "me" in all my grandiouse flaws. I'm perfected imperfection. I'm a complete being looking for the next great adventure. I'm restless. It worries my mother to the brink of insanity that I'm restless. It bewilders my father. It loses my brother, That I'm always seeking something new; that I'm always in search of...; or chasing... As a preditorial animal, I'm always on the hunt. The end goal is success and settling for success isn't enough. So, this letter is my pledge to all of those that feel the need to tell me to slow down, settle down, get down, stand down, or any other down in the English language.

WAKE UP! For the first thirty years of my life, I've never stood down from a challenge. Matter of fact, I look for challenges in the midst of conquering one. I'm not a worker bee in a factory. I don't follow orders well. I am not naive to what the world holds for an adventurous young lad such as myself. I see no reason to hold onto relationships that pass to-and-fro in the natural course of life. I'm selfish with my own selfless existence and careless about everyone else's selfish notions on life. That opinion doesn't mean I don't care about my loved ones (friends and family). I just wish them the best spirits and hope they are blessed in their decisions. Even though they question my motives for living and doing things, I do not bite back and question their motives for not doing the things that I'm trying to do. I have learned Complaceny isn't good, nor bad. It is a state of being that some people choose to be living in.

So what my lifestyle isn't traditional. Who cares that I haven't settled down in Lexington, Kentucky with some beautiful woman that is willing to mother my understanding. I told my mother. I may not be a biological father. But, I'm definitely a spiritual and mental father. I birth good energy. I birth great ideas and dreams. I raise my ideas like children. I hope they grow into something greater than me.

Now, that is why I live! I live to leave children behind that are intangible and legendary. That will flourish and continue to grow even after my biological grandchildren die. My biggest issue to date is getting my children to play together. In order for them to do that, they will need to change and mature. They need to see how they are connected to one another. Teaching my ideas to play together and learn from one another has become my fulltime job. It is difficult. It is time-consuming. So, when I hear my family say that I'm spending too much time on myself. Or, I spend too much time on my dreams and ideas. I laugh. I snicker. I giggle. I grin. I overstand that they do not view ideas and dreams like I do. That is why no explanation can be given to get them to "under"stand my higher thought. I will try to explain for those that are listening.

I treat my ideas and dreams like my children. I parent them. For those with children, you recognize how much care that a child needs. As my children grow, I have to grow in order to continually be involved in their development. Now, I'm at an invincible stage in my life. I'm not afraid to motivate and inspire my ideas to grow and become bigger, brighter, better, and more brilliant. I am a dedicated father. I'm focused on their successful launch in the "real" world. I know these ideas will comfort me in my times of loneliness. They will take care of me when I'm old. They will be the remnants of my existence. So, I cradle them. I cherish them. I cultivate them. I do all this, in hopes that my present children (dreams and ideas) will take care of my unborn children.

For my unborn children, I build institutions for you. I experience life for you. I learn things for you. I ignore the complaints and cries of my family and friends for you. In final hours, I know my children will care for me in the same manner I care for them. So, my constant changes in life are to elevate the existence of all that
I birth- physically, mentally and spiritually. That is why Change is Gonna Come is my mantra, and not my curse.

People's Champ

One thing that I learned in life is that you cannot be everything to everyone. So, I have taken it upon myself to be the People's Champ! Now, as the champion of the people, I only have to be me. That means at times the people will love me and at other times they will hate me. I just have to be authentic to my charge of representing the people. You may ask who are these anonymous people that I represent? Well, I represent the in-betweeners... The people that are not street, but understand street tactics. Those individuals that know the ink from a scholar is stronger than the blood of a martyr. These are the one's that don't shop by brand, but shop for taste. That know a single dollar is more than 3 candy bars at Ralph's or a bean burrito at Taco Bell. I represent people that love to travel, that love to stick out while fitting in, that are not bothered by other people's opinions and strive for the best in themselves... I represent those that don't have a voice, those that are shawdowed by the media stereocast (stereotype + typecast) and that are ashamed of their own holding onto the stereotypes like a badge of honor.

Yeah, I know proclaiming myself the "People's Champ" is the most absurd thing I've done in a long time. Observing the current state of affairs, someone has to do it. Someone has to be the champion of the people. I mean, I left the sunny isles of Hawaii to be among those of my color... And, what I learned is that they are not of my kind... My focus as the people's champ is not obligated to those of my color like my forefathers of generations passed. My obligation is those that shed all the negativity bestowed upon them by outside forces, those that challenge the day's assumptions, those that question the validity of fact and those that defy the law.... I will champion that mindset by focusing more energy into informing and prospering in all activities. I know, I know- prosperity is a self-gratification element. But, honestly, who doesn't want to be prosperous? Hell, even the Dali Lama is prosperous! Why shouldn't I? Because I'm the people's champ... The People's Champ should be prosperous on his or her own merit... I'm not trying to be an evangelist exploiting those that relinquish all their power to a higher being. I'm just showing what happens when you will power to become a higher force.

Enough of the preaching. My initial steps as the People's Champ is to explain what in the hell am I doing with my life... First off, I have an independent music tour company in the works... It reaches beyond music into other art forms and trendsetting... I am working in conjunction with two highly talented individuals that recognize that "we" are not being entertained our fairly represented in entertainment. Secondly, I'm working with this keen artist (graphic, photo and film) on developing a television show. We have the ball moving... Please, ladies check out www.myspace.com/toyztv ... We are building a brand... We need all the female support in the world. And, lastly, my total brainchild... DMC... I would tell you all what DMC means, but it is not ready... There is a piece of my soul lost in those three initials... I will bear who and what I am in that company... It will die with me leaving behind treasures for the world... Now, that is propaganda.... In the upcoming year, I will try to unapolgetically bash people over the head with some quality edutainment... I will enlighten, entertain and enrich you with these three projects... That is what the PEOPLE'S CHAMP does! He ENLIGHTENS, ENTERTAINS AND ENRICHES!

Meglomanicism 101 and Narcissism 101 is brought to you by THE ORIGINAL. What do you expect from someone that calls himself "The Original."

Trendsetting Yourself

I'm back with another enlightening entry for all you trendsetters and wannabes. Well, you are what you are and from today. I'm going to throw "swagger" away. When Hannity uses "swagger" in his sentence construction referring to presidential candidate Obama, I know something is extremely wrong. The 2-double-0 years have been as artistically clumsy as the mid-to-late eighties. Seriously, our fashion sense has really gone out the door. For all you eighty babies, you cannot relive something that you were not old enough to understand from the jump. Most of these "trendsetters" are lost in a sea of over branding and expensive gaudy merchandise. I will not name brands in my blogs, but the overpriced pastel colors, horribly drawn screen printing thin 'fine' cotton tee shirt and your cheap cotton denim pants aren't even worth a label. Honestly, we will be ashamed of ourselves ten years from now. I remember wanting to dress like Grandmaster Flash, Turbo and Kid-N-Play. Now, I'm thankful my mother did not let that go down. It is disgusting looking at young impressionable children and teenagers dressing in the worst of "cool." It is even more disheartening to see grown individuals, who should know better, mirror the images of these children. We need to take a long look in the mirror. If you are a grown man over the age of 30, wearing jewelry in your mouth isn't cool. Matter of fact, if you are over 30 years young and want to dress up like a "rapper," then you need to take some self-identity classes and sit in a few self-realization courses. If you are a grown individual and your conversations only consist of gear, relationships, money and material objects, then you need to read some books. It is amazing at the limits that people place on themselves. The world is filled with information and experiences waiting to happen. All it takes is a few steps in planning, then deciding to execute. We allow others to box us in or we sublimely block ourselves. We are scared to be the nail that stands out in fear that someone will hammer down. It is not just genius that gets written in the history books. It is rebellious genius that makes the books. Less than one percent of the world's population will ever be mentioned in history. I'm just trying to be in that one percent. Yeah, yeah. I know that overachieving isn't for every person. Some people find their mundane existence exciting and excellent. I'm just slightly different. I want more. I don't care for fame, cars, jewels, and a billion other physical objects (even though I'm privileged enough to have them). I'm out to Howard Roarke the world. Build institutions, franchises and such in my design. Unfortunately, I've been pigeonholed as a taste master of trends and setting trends. Rule one: A true trendsetter never strives to set trends. We only focus on expressing who we are at that moment. Rule two: Contradiction of style doesn't exist to one that is "style." Contradiction only exists with fashionable people trying to be "style." Rule three: We make our own rules; therefore, following my rules will only make you fashionable. (Go get your own style, suckers!)

Hell, I don't even consider myself a trendsetter. I just do me. I'm a nerdy guy that knows a lot of things about nothing. I'm quite self-absorbed, charming and a cordial asshole. I'm sexist and prejudice because I hang around nothing less than intelligent, beautiful and ambitious women. Yes, I said it. I'm sexist and prejudice. I don't like hanging around guys. I see no need to surround myself with more than three or four males at a time and engage them in extensive conversation. Moreover, I would rather talk with women about women and other derivatives of the female form. I am also prejudice against ugly people. By no means do I consider myself an eye-catching individual or one of wondrous personality. But, charm goes a long way in a society where people lack true confidence. Most women would agree with me when I say that I'm no showstopper. But, my brawny brain will have women doing cartwheels in a wildflower meadow and captivated on some of the sweetest kool-aid to drip from my lips. I'm not a great listener. I'm the right listener. I'm not passive nor aggressive nor passive-aggressive. I'm brashly honest and bashfully cute. I'm as cocky as a single rooster in a hen house. I like weird things, but I won't buy into all the hype of things that I like. I'm not cheap in my purchasing habits; I'm just not dumb in my spending habits or silly enough to buy all the "cool" things. I don't try to impress people. What part of "cordial asshole" did you not understand. But, people have a tendency to try and impress me. I'm a courteous gentleman and not for a second have I thought about living a criminal lifestyle or being grimy or acting hard. I have too many options to resort to doing things that are stupid! Yes, I said it. Doing criminal activities isn't cool. It is downright stupid. Get your weight up and get chiseled and make yourself honestly in a world of rules. I listen to rappers talk about criminals and criminal lifestyles. I don't care about gangsters because gangsters haven't made any real money or an imprint on society. Nerds have! I rather have Bill Gate's status than Al Capone's status any day. I rather be Warren Buffet than 50 Cent from BK. I rather run Google than a gang. Let's be real. I have no reason to walk through life complaining about how hard it is. I make the 'my' decisions, I make 'my' rules and I honor 'my' definition of manhood. No brand in existence can accurately represent the "Babb" brand. My father told me as a child, "Steel sharpens steel. Only men can raise men." As an adult, I understand that. Men do not need objects to define their existence. They have themselves to define their existence. They don't need institutions and industries to support them because they build institutions and industries. As I gallivant throughout the world, I will continue to learn more about me and grow stronger as me. My legacy will be forgotten, but my imprint on the world won't be.

That's my word.