First of all, if you still come here to check in on me, thanks. And, I’m sorry for not posting much of anything anymore…but that leads me to my point…
I’m packing up my rucksack and heading out to whoknowswhereville.
It’s not that I have writer’s block. Or that I don’t want to write anymore. I do. I just don’t think it’s here that I want to do it. For example, I’m still writing for the City Paper, and I’m having fun. But that’s not the kind of writing that I’m talking about either. I mean, it’s not easy expressing yourself in 500 words that have to be about local blogs and podcasts…
We all have amazing stories. We walk down the streets, some with heads up, others with heads down, and we don’t know the people that we’re avoiding, opening doors for, asking the time from, or giving the finger to. They’re as chock-full of funny, bizarre, sad, and so-real-they’re-absolutely terrifying stories as we are. And I’m one of the we, right? I’ve got some ideas milling about in my head that merit a closer look, and that’s exactly what I’m-a gonna do.
I’m still going to share my stories with y’all via the podcast that Annie and I do. For those of you who listen, we both thank you very much! For those of you that haven’t, may thousands of tiny robots that shoot spiders out of their eyes climb into your bed while you sleep…waitaminute. That’s no way to market a show…see what 4 months out of work can do to a man? How ’bout this - if you haven’t listened yet, please consider listening to an episode on the way to work one morning. If you like it, let us know. If you don’t…well…tiny robots…
As far as writing goes, I think my writing’s going to stay on a hard drive until it’s all clean and shiny, and ready for you to read. Well, not entirely clean and shiny. That’s not my style. I mean, have you ever seen so many “y’all’s” and “…’s” and words like “informations” in your life before? I still love that word, informations. Go ‘head. Say it. You can’t say it without grinning just a little. “oh. sure. I have all the informations right here.”
Who knows? Maybe I’ll start another blog a la MooCow (hasta la vista and bon voyage by the way, buddy. And right when I may be moving your way, too…but that’s another story), but I highly doubt it. My gut’s telling me to write in more of an old-school fashion, with editing, structure, and a point and stuff, no?
But fret not, my babies. You can still find me very easiy on the interwebs (another favorite word of mine). My column shows up each Wednesday in the City Paper, I will probably be adding a blog component to that shortly, and you can always find Annie and I at www.jayandannie.com and listen to our show…
Thanks again for spending the past couple of years online with me. I’m still reading a lot of your sites, too, so just because I’m not commenting doesn’t mean that I’m not reading.
Look - let’s not a make a big deal about this, ok? Just know that everytime you see an icy cold beer in a frosty mug, a guitar resting up against a beat up old amplifier, kids playing kickball, karaoke in cheesy bars, or some little rugrat wrist-deep in his nose and grinning like a champ, I’m there.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a TON of tiny robots to build.
Oh, and some writing to do, too.
Puppies and kittens,
-Jay AKA the Kickball Superstar
