Saturday, April 14, 2012

The Fire, Reignited



Yes, this is a picture of me. I have decided to start this blog up again after over a year. I've also decided to make it more personal, more animated, more human. I realized that you kind of need that to draw people in; As a rule, people these days hate just reading. They want something to look at. They want to be engaged in something other than an onslaught of words coming from one person out of 7 billion in this vast world. I will make this stand out.

The last time I posted was on the Gabrielle Giffords shooting. Since then, a lot has happened in my life. Congresswoman Giffords is slowly, but surely, gaining her old abilities of walking and talking back after being shot in the head. I have recently moved from my lifetime home in Connecticut out to Seattle with my girlfriend. Long story short, as much as we had tried to make things work in Connecticut, it just wasn't. School hadn't panned out for me, and both of us were working jobs that were making us hella miserable and near suicidal. The winter of 2011 was one of the snowiest in New England's recorded history, and digging through literally feet of snow drove us nuts as well. We both also tried to advance our prospects in the workforce other than the same shitty food service hellholes we were accustomed to in Connecticut, such as working for a bank, office work and so on, but we met with resounding failures: Connecticut's job market isn't exactly great, and we were kind of misfits back home.

So around March of last year, we booked a vacation with our tax return dollars to Seattle, went there last June and completely fell in love with the place even before our first night there was through. We met a few people, fell in love with its landscape of evergreen trees, the Puget Sound and mountain range more or less bookending the city. It was the first time we had felt alive in years. So we decided that we were gonna move there, and that was that. After many months of toiling it out at our shitty jobs, putting every scrap of money away we could, selling most of our worldly possessions except for the essentials, and saying goodbye to our families and friends, we made it out here in our beat up '98 Chevrolet Lumina (nicknamed Gorbachev, or "Gorby," due to the patch of rust on the hood of the otherwise white car), and we're ready to take the Emerald City on.

We have been here for about a week now, though we were without Internet until this Thursday. We've just been setting up shop, buying furniture and other stuff, and reeling from the exhausting road trip across 3000 miles. We're gonna start looking for jobs soon, sending out resumes and all that. I'm also gonna write more because the last year or so was also a creative dead end for me. Ever since A Slanderous Choir broke up, which I mentioned in the summer of 2010, I just hadn't been inspired to pick up the guitar or a pen. I did continue writing for Music Spiel (www.musicspiel.co.uk) for a period last year, but even then I struggled with it. I seem to have gotten inspired again. The only thing that sucks about that is that my music gear is back home, being held for me by my dad until I'm ready for him to send it out. And a message to him: Get the packages ready soon!

More to come in the near future. Seattle is an exciting city, and it feels like home to me already, so there should be no shortage of inspiration in the coming months for me. But for now, it's late and my bottle of Dos Equis is empty. Off to bed I go in order to be energized enough to kick tomorrow in the ass! I've been sleeping a lot lately, probably because I've been exhausted for months preparing for this move, but it was all worth it.

Take care everybody!