Alright, I'm going to be trying to post on this here blog a little more often with the goal of once a week to once a day. To accomplish this feat I purchased a Samsung Chromebook which I am currently using.
So on top of writing for the amazing Comics Bulletin in the evenings, I also host a quiz at Austin Java that is deeply influenced by pop culture.
In addition to all of that I am currently working on a couple of personal projects.
So yea... I'm a fairly busy person. In a good way of course.
Even with all these new things in my life the past still finds a way to catch me when I'm not careful. A specter from my past showed up on my doorstep this week. After some awkward silences and general small talk... we got into the meat of it. They are living out of dumpsters and are drastically losing weight. This is a person not two years ago who was on the up and up in life. It is amazing how things can change. I want to help them of course, but given the history between us there is a lack of trust that must be over come. The sad part of it is that they waited till their absolute lowest point to come back to me. They could have come to me at any time before now for help. What is so appealing about the bottom that some people actively seek it out?
I grew up at the bottom, usually rising above it for brief moments like the crest of a wave before crashing back down. I have never seen the appeal of just getting by or worse. I imagine myself as an aspiring artist but I can't bring myself to understand the concept of the starving artist concept.
Oh well... I will help them. I can't help it. I've always been prone to that. In reality it is in no way relevant to this blog or anything you guys are going to want to read about, but I really just needed to get off my chest.
