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Belated happy new year...

The resolution goes forth but never have the words of Tyler Durden rung clearer: The stuff you own ends up owning you.

Here's the decision.

I'm sat watching a DVD the other weekend and my friend tells me he's emigrating to Australia in six weeks. This is my best friend. Known him over a decade. One of the few people on the planet who really understands me. And so when he says he's going to live on the other side of the planet it makes you stop and take a look.

I looked at the Umpteen hundred DVDs that line my walls and I say: Enough is enough. Are you going to sit on your ass and watch DVDs for the rest of your goddamned life or are you going to make a serious effort to make the movies you are so keen on?

That's what I thought.

So I am making a list (and checking it twice) and getting the collection valued. Then, hopefully, the price will be right for me to sell the lot and invest the wedge in part payment on a BEAST of a machine. I'm talking ultra speedy, mega memory, cavernous hard drive.

Then I'll be getting my new DV camera and it will be film production time.

This is a great plan. I like this plan, but the actual execution of it. I, like millions, am one of those people who likes to swing into action after making a momentous decision. I think it's because momentous can often mean painful and to sell my huge film collection is going to be a bit of a pull. I'd rather just receive the wedge and not think about it until it makes me sick.

Oh well. The fact that I still think it's a good plan after a week tells me that however sad I am to kiss goodbye to the collection it's probably for the best.

Now... where's my wedge.