Dear Blog,It's been quite some time since we were together last. I feel like a deadbeat Dad searching for a way to 're-connect with you. I've missed sharing the latest and greatest and utilizing you as an outlet for my pent up thoughts and emotions. Plus I've missed all the other little buggers that I share this space with. I envy the time and energy they so responsibly devote to being with you, Blog. I wish I could be as special to you as they are. Rather than head down to the Department of Social Services to wait in line in search of answers and support from a professional, I figured I'd just tie myself down, strap my computer to my lap, and finally reach out and be at one with you again.
Besides, it's time I made some sense what has happened in what feels like months since my last post. I hope you can someday find it in your heart to forgive me for this unnecessary period of extended absence on my part. Blog, it is with this utmost sincerity that I pledge to welcome you back into my life...if you'll have me, that is.
Things have been really wild lately. I spent most of the other day watching CNN's live broadcast coverage of the dedication of the USS George H.W. Bush. I watched Bush II introduce his father. Now there's a guy who raised a great kid. He really knew what he was doing. Little Bush turned out to be not just a great guy, but Christ, he too was President. What a magical story. A story I am so pleased that in just a few short days, we will finally slam the cover closed on. Friends and readers, won't you join me in nailing the lid to the Bush administration's coffin closed? This man will live on in infamy as a first class citizen, a real upstanding fellow who knew how to please the people and put forth only the best decisions for the good of this nation. Thank you George H.W. Bush for bringing this final gentleman you call a son into our lives and into our bad graces. While it's been a long ride, we've finally waged the waters of your son's failed policies and abuse of power. To thank you for bringing him into this world, we've decided to name a Navy warship after you in the final weeks of his Presidency. You're the best!
On this coming Tuesday, the 20th of January in the year Two Thousand and Nine, will this country and the world move in the direction we've been led to believe it will? A world of peace, acceptance, shared global responsibility, economic and environmental sustainability? Are we on the brink of something new? Something incredible? Obama, are you really gonna be as awesome as you promised? Is your staff well equipped? When will the hiring begin for these green jobs you promise will rescue the record number of unemployed Americans? What can I do to help? A dramatic, deep CNN voiceover delivers the key message in the network's latest cable ad campaign. As 'CNN Man' states boldly, "In 2009, new questions will drive your search for truth. CNN will be right there with you." You bet your ass I've got some questions. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a period of extreme uncertainty. It's about time we had some god damned trust in government around here. Obama--my man, you'd better clean shit up A.S.A.P. There is what can be considered a diversified and thoroughly allied army of progressives, conservatives, liberals, environmentalists, Democrats, Republicans, and recent college graduates that are ready to pounce if this man lets us all down. But seriously, Obama, no pressure buddy...just get in there and do your best, will ya? In all seriousness, I can only hope that we will be delivered the change we've been promised and quickly proceed in a more positive direction. I'm dying to see all of this unfold. 2009 is going to be a great year. I hope.
With that said, let's move on to exploring further the recent history of the period since my last musing took place. I started the new year with new living circumstance. After losing my roommate to a job transfer, I decided to get rid of my apartment and move into a new house with four other guys on the south end of Stamford, Connecticut--right by the beach. Nice place. Huge deck. Good beach access. If I stay long enough, come in the summer we'll have a grand ol' time grilling and drinking like old times. Since I'd been living alone in my spacious downtown 2 bedroom 12th floor with balcony and view apartment for quite some time, you might imagine that the transition to once again sharing spaces has been a difficult one. I've been a bit of a recluse since I arrived here; reading, surfing the net, sleeping..you know the general lazy alone behaviors we often cling to when the temperatures are low. After a few weeks off from work around the holidays, I finally fully executed the transition and am now living relatively comfortably in my new setup. It's a situation I will continue to evaluate and report on. Stay tuned.
The holidays...yea, they were cool. A little. I don't know. Life is starting to feel increasingly remedial and mundane. I made a promise to myself a long time ago that I would work diligently to live a life of substance. I think I'm starving to further my education. I go into Starbucks and envy the people cramming to finish a term paper or for an upcoming exam. I want to learn something with everything I do. Simply put, I find little fulfillment in my work at the present time. It is my hope that I may reevaluate my career when the economy grazes slowly toward greener pastures. Maybe what I'm doing is all I was meant for. Who the hell knows? I guess I'm just wanting to read the last page of the story of my life as opposed to starting from Chapter 1. It's only natural to want to know how it's all going to play out, right?
There is something inside of me that wishes I was doing something more substantial. Upon reaching this conclusion, I asked myself if I had become obsessed with fulfillment that was too substantial in scope. Go for my MBA? Study Journalism? Law School? a Government Job? Run for office? "Are these goals too substantial?," I ask myself. Maybe I'm too caught up in the belief that thinking big yeilds better outcomes. But in all actuality, where in the outline of my life did I decide that it was cool to settle and submit? I feel like I'm writing a five paragraph essay that has a superb introduction and conclusion and body paragraphs composed of countless sentences ending with question marks. What the hell? See look, right there. I did it again. You see?
So Blog, I think I've rambled on to you enough for this evening. So many questions I've asked of you. I hope we can work out our differences as we move forward. I'm tired of feeling like I'm Gaza City and you're Israel. Cut me some slack once in awhile, will ya? I promise to make more time for you. I'll try to make it home from work to have dinner with you a few nights a week, Blog. Oh hey, and great news---Mom says we can discontinue the weekend supervised visits. It's time to turn over a new leaf. I just know it Blog..this is the beginning of something great between you and I. Have faith in me.
With Warm Regards,
Will Tower
Deadbeat Dad Too Busy No Longer
On this coming Tuesday, the 20th of January in the year Two Thousand and Nine, will this country and the world move in the direction we've been led to believe it will? A world of peace, acceptance, shared global responsibility, economic and environmental sustainability? Are we on the brink of something new? Something incredible? Obama, are you really gonna be as awesome as you promised? Is your staff well equipped? When will the hiring begin for these green jobs you promise will rescue the record number of unemployed Americans? What can I do to help? A dramatic, deep CNN voiceover delivers the key message in the network's latest cable ad campaign. As 'CNN Man' states boldly, "In 2009, new questions will drive your search for truth. CNN will be right there with you." You bet your ass I've got some questions. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a period of extreme uncertainty. It's about time we had some god damned trust in government around here. Obama--my man, you'd better clean shit up A.S.A.P. There is what can be considered a diversified and thoroughly allied army of progressives, conservatives, liberals, environmentalists, Democrats, Republicans, and recent college graduates that are ready to pounce if this man lets us all down. But seriously, Obama, no pressure buddy...just get in there and do your best, will ya? In all seriousness, I can only hope that we will be delivered the change we've been promised and quickly proceed in a more positive direction. I'm dying to see all of this unfold. 2009 is going to be a great year. I hope.
With that said, let's move on to exploring further the recent history of the period since my last musing took place. I started the new year with new living circumstance. After losing my roommate to a job transfer, I decided to get rid of my apartment and move into a new house with four other guys on the south end of Stamford, Connecticut--right by the beach. Nice place. Huge deck. Good beach access. If I stay long enough, come in the summer we'll have a grand ol' time grilling and drinking like old times. Since I'd been living alone in my spacious downtown 2 bedroom 12th floor with balcony and view apartment for quite some time, you might imagine that the transition to once again sharing spaces has been a difficult one. I've been a bit of a recluse since I arrived here; reading, surfing the net, sleeping..you know the general lazy alone behaviors we often cling to when the temperatures are low. After a few weeks off from work around the holidays, I finally fully executed the transition and am now living relatively comfortably in my new setup. It's a situation I will continue to evaluate and report on. Stay tuned.
The holidays...yea, they were cool. A little. I don't know. Life is starting to feel increasingly remedial and mundane. I made a promise to myself a long time ago that I would work diligently to live a life of substance. I think I'm starving to further my education. I go into Starbucks and envy the people cramming to finish a term paper or for an upcoming exam. I want to learn something with everything I do. Simply put, I find little fulfillment in my work at the present time. It is my hope that I may reevaluate my career when the economy grazes slowly toward greener pastures. Maybe what I'm doing is all I was meant for. Who the hell knows? I guess I'm just wanting to read the last page of the story of my life as opposed to starting from Chapter 1. It's only natural to want to know how it's all going to play out, right?
There is something inside of me that wishes I was doing something more substantial. Upon reaching this conclusion, I asked myself if I had become obsessed with fulfillment that was too substantial in scope. Go for my MBA? Study Journalism? Law School? a Government Job? Run for office? "Are these goals too substantial?," I ask myself. Maybe I'm too caught up in the belief that thinking big yeilds better outcomes. But in all actuality, where in the outline of my life did I decide that it was cool to settle and submit? I feel like I'm writing a five paragraph essay that has a superb introduction and conclusion and body paragraphs composed of countless sentences ending with question marks. What the hell? See look, right there. I did it again. You see?
So Blog, I think I've rambled on to you enough for this evening. So many questions I've asked of you. I hope we can work out our differences as we move forward. I'm tired of feeling like I'm Gaza City and you're Israel. Cut me some slack once in awhile, will ya? I promise to make more time for you. I'll try to make it home from work to have dinner with you a few nights a week, Blog. Oh hey, and great news---Mom says we can discontinue the weekend supervised visits. It's time to turn over a new leaf. I just know it Blog..this is the beginning of something great between you and I. Have faith in me.
With Warm Regards,
Will Tower
Deadbeat Dad Too Busy No Longer
2 comments:
Nice post Will. Glad to see ur too-busy no longer. Its also good to hear u like ur new crib it definitely sounds like a fun place. Obviously I agree with everything u said about the end of the Bush era (cant believe i supported the guy 4 years ago), and from what Ive heard today it sounds like the O man is trying to waste as little time as possible in getting stuff done. But I think everyone will have to be patient and if anyone is expecting him to be a miracle worker theyre probably gonna be mistaken.
will! wonderful to have you back. you have been missed. Great post by the way. I miss having roommates who are not my family members and who arent intent on annoying me everyday (actually some of my non-blood roommates did that too).
I am excited to hear how its going so I may live vicariously through you, dollface.
merry 2009!
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