An obligatory update for the rough-and tumblrverse
Well, if you actually follow this blog, then KUDOS. Quite seriously, after months of silence and I emerge from the depths to tell you the most obvious of details about my life:
1. I am still alive, this was debated by a number of scientists and doctors from a number of medical professions.
2. This heat would be absolutely unbearable if it were not for my good friend PolarWind, the box fan. He unconditionally expresses his love in slightly cooler air directed mostly at me.
3. I believe that I should get into the habit of blogging once again. Or at least in the general habit of expressing my thoughts.
So in the continued vein of un-petitioned thoughts from Jeff Chaney, here’s the status of my life: I work 40 hours a week at a sporting goods company in the suburbs of Chicago where my basic job description involves being younger, nicer, more hip, and generally more clueless as to what sporting goods are for/why people buy them than most people in my office. Seriously, I could/should probably start posting some of the things we buy/sell. It’s an absolute lesson in absurdism. Which is really only reaffirmed by the fact that no one seems to understand that I spend most of the day being the only person “in on the joke”. I feel like that little diver in the fish tank: While I’m obviously a part of the situation, I just do not have the fortitude of character or the lung capacity to exist in this world as anything other than a plastic facsimile of personhood. While I continue to look for better ways to subsidize my existence on a diet of artistic ambition and relative squalor, this job could be considerably worse.
Secondly, I am currently in pre-production for the next play that Strange Bedfellows are doing. And by pre-production, I mean that we are still trying to decide what it is we are doing next. The summer has been a great vacation for us all. However, I really am starting to feel hungry/desperate for intense artistic discussions on imaginary issues. Those are really my favorite problems to deal with, the ones that have make or break success in the elaborately constructed fantasy you and your friends create. I will always deal with that over “how will I continue to eat for another month?” because the answers are always, ultimately, not as distressing in Imaginationland.
And now I need to go to bed, or I probably won’t wake up for work in the morning. I’ll try to be more diligent about communicating my thoughts/problems through this blog. And once again, thanks for reading this. It is generally appreciated.
