It’s been more than a year since my last post. If you’re still here and reading, I need to buy you a drink.
Where to even begin? Well, let’s start with the big ticket items:
1. I moved.
Adios, Texas. Mama is back on the east coast where she belongs. It took 10 years, lots of encouragement, and a monster job offer, but I’m finally back in an environment that feels like home. We’ve only been here a few weeks, and already I’m more comfortable here than I ever was in Texas. I’m looking forward to exploring the area and discovering new things to love about the new ‘hood, but husband and I are so busy with work we haven’t had the opportunity yet. Perhaps after November 4th.
2. I may be going to Mars.
Seriously.
If you’ve been following my twitter handle (which you should, as occasionally I approach “funny,”) you probably already know about my Martian ambitions, but to give you the short version, I’ve been accepted into a program that aims to put the first Martian colonists on Mars by 2025. It’s called the Mars One Project, a Dutch nonprofit founded by an entrepreneur who made his money in wind energy, and a doctor with 20 years of aeronautics and psychology experience. They opened up the application process to anyone over the age of 18, and being the love child of air shows, sci-fi, and the Gene Roddenberry universe, I had to throw my hat in the ring. There were over 200,000 inquiries into the program, so naturally I didn’t expect them to pick me, but here I am– one of 706 candidates still in the running. If you’re interested in following my shenanigans on this, please do look me up on The Twitterverse.
3. I was in a band.
It was short lived, but it was rad.
We even recorded an album of originals, all written by our front man (and my brah by another mah) Zeke. I’d post a pic of him here, but he’s not a huge fan of having pics on the internet, so I shall leave him cloaked in mystery, as all proper rock stars should be. Alas, he’s still in Texas, and I am no longer, but we look forward to a European reunion tour sometime next year. Word.
Well, I think that’s enough for one day. Digest this, lovely reader, and check back shortly for more. Despite my tragic record, I’m trying to make an effort to update this thing more frequently. And now that life has suddenly taken a turn for the extra-juicy, I have more muse than I know what to do with.
Cheers!
Bourbonface 