Why have I been slacking on the blogs?

Before I begin, I have to start this week’s installation with a correction. During the last blog, I stated that Sebastian Bach was the first celebrity that I had met in New York and that simply isn't the truth. In the interest of creating an interesting narrative, I may have gotten a little carried away with the facts i.e. “lied.” Sebastian Bach was definitely not the first celebrity that I’ve met in New York. In fact, he’s not even the first celebrity I’ve met in my life. There have been plenty of others over the years. One day, when you’re old enough, I’ll tell you all about them. For now I just want to clear the air about this story and alleviate myself of the guilt of having lied to you solely for dramatic effect.

So. What the hell has been so important in my life that I couldn’t take a hour or two to sit down and craft a nice little story about what I’m thinking and feeling? I mean is that too much to ask? I don’t write, I don’t call. And I know that you care about me and you don’t want to be a bother. You just want to hear from me once in awhile.

Well here’s the thing about that. For the past few weeks I’ve actually been … busy. Not just that “I FEEL busy kind of crap.” I’ve actually been doing stuff. I’ve been getting my hustle on. I’ve made a very distinct effort to put myself out there and recently I’ve been seeing some of the fruits of my labors. It’s all very “Law of Attraction” if you ask me. Which you did.

It started when I mistakenly thought that our TV was busted. It was turning on and off intermittently. So with my advanced "bachelor of science in engineering" brain, I deciphered that the TV was toast. I re-deciphered about a week later that it was one of the outlets in the surge protector. So what I originally thought was an emergency could have actually been solved by plugging the TV into another outlet. ($90,000 well spent on that college degree) The point is that I thought we needed a new TV. I also didn’t want to simply replace the 13”. I’m a grown man for god’s sake. Shouldn’t I have a grown man’s TV? Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford a grown man’s TV. However, up until that point, I had also made up my mind that I would have a big boy TV in the near future. I just didn’t think the future would be that soon.

Well lo and behold if an opportunity to pay for that precious TV didn’t present itself at around this exact same time. Through a series of connections, I was able to score a huge data-entry gig that provided the extra cash to pay for Mr. 32” LCD TV. THAT’S what I’m talking about. THAT’S how you watch TV. BOO-YAH!

Next item on the calender was the amount of work that I had to do at my actual jobs. There was a bit of pressure from my teaching gig. Since I was leaving early, I had to make sure that the kids were set for their Spring show. There was also a lot of paperwork and crap that needed to be handled before I left. So that was one more thing that consumed time in my life.

Then there’s my second job. Normally, it’s a pretty chill situation. I studio manage at a dance studio on the weekends. Or, as I like to call it, babysitting dancers. Basically I just hang out and provide equipment, supplies, and expertise. Like chairs, ballet barres, and my favorite, how to turn on the stereo. But the past couple of weeks have been super busy. I’ve been working extra hours and on top of that, they had the audacity to actually make me work during those hours. I mean, it just blew me away. And then, if I wasn’t doing work, I was doing data-entry stuff because a big TV isn’t going to pay for itself now is it? (At least not in the short-term) It is also, during these times at my second job, when I would normally craft these wonderful narratives that you’ve come to love. (Admit it. You love them)

Finally, I’ve scored the role of Antonio in the Baltimore Shakespeare Festival’s production of Twelfth Night. So I’m currently in Baltimore working on this show. And since I’m not raking in the big bucks (yet) I’ve had to do additional work with the production staff. And believe you me, you have not lived until you’ve operated a circular saw in 90-degree weather.

Well the show is opening this Friday. Everything is coming together very nicely. So now I’ve got a minute or two to update everyone on my wheelings and dealings. I honestly don’t know how you’ve survived for so long without it. I applaud your bravery in these difficult times. But I’ll make it up to you once things settle down. I promise.