Happy 2013! Auld lang syne and all that jazz! I gotta say, I love celebrating the New Year. Fireworks! Bonfires! Paper lanterns! Now THAT is a party. And not only that, but because my birthday is only a few days after the start of a new year, it’s practically a twofer fresh start, and who doesn’t love that? Not this guy, that’s for sure.
Wait, is that a double negative? Clarification: I love it. I don’t know about that other guy, but this guy definitely loves it.
Wow, we’re off to a rough start. My B.
But hey, speaking of rough starts, here’s a photo I snapped of my dad doing an Aspand blessing on my birthday:
The TL;DR explanation is this: it’s an ancient Zoroastrian cleansing ritual used to ward off the evil eye and bring a fresh start and good luck. Except my dad didn’t say any of the traditional verses, he just lit that shit up with an actual blowtorch and yelled gibberish while he filled the living room with smoke, but whatever. I’ll take whatever good luck I can get. Even if it means my grandfather yelling BABALOOLEEEEEE in between shots of Glenlivet.
And hey, so far so good! We’re almost two weeks into the new year and there’s only been one tragedy…and it actually ended up with a fairly optimistic resolution, so that’s a major improvement over 2012. And yeah, I guess I’m still really sick and I probably have to cancel my trip up to visit my little potato this weekend, but at least I can swoon over pictures of me cuddling my little prince until I can get up to SF to visit my favorite little family. Fingers crossed it’s sooner rather than later!
Speaking of crossing fingers , go ahead and cross them a little longer so that I hear good news after my TWO HOUR interview at NBC Universal. I have a good feeling about it, but that might just be gas. In fact, I know it is. Either way, I haven’t made a secret of my jobhunt so I might as well let it all hang out; initially, Donnie and I had agreed that I should take a few months off before getting back in the saddle, but the time has come, and gainful employment shall be mine. Unfortunately, here’s the thing about looking for work during a recession: there isn’t much to pursue. I’ve been applying for jobs that I know are a waste of time, but you catch more flies with a wide net than you do with vinegar. Er, whatever.
Point is, the holidays are over and things are starting to settle down, and I’m finding myself with an overabundance of free time in my “involuntary sabbatical.” Our new place is fully moved in, my prior partners-in-unemployed-crime have jobs, and I can only watch so many episodes of The Wonder Years on Netflix before I go stircrazy and look for something productive to do. (Fun fact: it’s six. Six episodes before I start having full-blown conversations with the cats.)
Which leads us to Announcement Time: until I can fill my days with being productive at work, I’m going to fill my days with blogging on the regular. For real, this time. I have a content calendar and everything! Spoiler alert: Confession Wednesdays are back. And boy, do I have a doozy for next week. Actual spoiler alert: it involves me crapping my pants. That’s not a euphemism or hyperbole or anything. Wait for it. It’s a good one.
Anyway, this is just a HERE WE GOOOOO post of sorts to get the ball rolling. Why? Because I do whatever I want, that’s why. So here’s to good looking out. I’ll catch you back here on Monday with a super-fun 2012 retrospective!
Tune du Jour: Rebel Rebel by Seu Jorge. I can’t pick a favorite David Bowie song, but I can pick a favorite cover of one of his songs. And this one takes the cake. Mmm. Cake.