I know it’s been a long time since I have last made contact with you, and for that I apologize. I’ve been busy. I recently joined the experimental dance troop “Kinetic Fury”. We are putting on an interpretive show this Sunday at the Rec. Center entitled “Stepping Lovers”. Each of us plays a different emotional state of relationships that progresses throughout the dance (mine is ‘flirtatiousness’, but towards then the ending I’m also part of the dance ‘depression’ before the ‘suicide’ solo. It’s a show-stopper!). Kinetic Fury Rehearsals take up a lot of time.
I am trying to get my smart friend Garry to videotape the performance, I’ll ship you the VHS. I know you guys have been disappointed in me since I graduated college. My Philosophy and Art History double major has not helped open up the door to jobs, but I’m OK with that. I had to stop and think: What kind of job do I want where the doors are closed all the time? Or even has doors? What if I worked outside? That would be pretty cool.
Hopefully the video of the dance will let you now I’m doing good things. Remember when dad said I would be majoring in “poverty”? Ha. Good times. Well, that is not completely true. For money, the band (“The Stilted 7”) I play the triangle in has a record out which I am still receiving royalties from, even though they recently kicked me out of the band. They said that they could be making a lot more without a triangle player (I was good too). It’s kind of ridiculous because now there is only 6 of them but they can’t change their name from The Stilted 7. And if they do strike it big and get famous, they will have to explain that. So the joke is on them!
I also have a part time part time job. Every Tuesday, I go to the airport and help clean up vomit and urine stains from airplanes. You would be surprised how often somebody gets stuck in the bathroom during turbulence! It pays pretty well, but I lose most of the income in my daily commute, as I have to take a connecting flight to get to the airport.
My personal life is also doing better. Things were tough after my AA sponsor and I broke up, but I started dating this cute bartender I met, so things are looking up.
I hope you guys are doing alright too. I know you have repeatedly tried to disown me, but you have to think. How can you disown somebody you never owned in the first place? If you do manage to finally disown me, you will have to explain away the whole “owning” somebody thing.
Well, that‘s all for me for now. I wish you all the best of luck. And I’ll see you next thanksgiving! Even if I'm not invited!