We'll Carry On

There it is. Do you feel it? Yes. A new year is coming upon us. About damn time, if you ask me. I know I'm not alone in saying 2014 has overstayed its welcome, but nobody ever really seems to explain their reasoning behind hating the latest year. In fact, isn't it every year we say how much the year sucked and how we can't wait for the next one, which, if we're following the pattern here, will also suck? That's a lot of sucking going on, and not the kind I usually prefer.

You guessed it.

Honestly though, 2014 was a giant suck cake filled with suck filling. It was a year defined by losing planes, well-liked celebrity deaths, and gender and race inequality just to add some flavor. Hell, even without personal problems that's already a bad year. But I'm not that lucky, and neither were you probably.

It certainly wasn't an easy one, what with losing a family member, a close friend being diagnosed with an illness, myself being diagnosed with depression and losing an important friendship, the losses seem to outweigh the gains.

Not that there wasn't good, too. I moved to Brooklyn and am having the time of my life. Getting acting jobs is tough but not impossible. Besides, it feels better to be rejected because you weren't right for the part rather than because of some bullshit community theatre drama. Also, you should all keep an ear open for the release date of the upcoming The Lennon Report and keep an eye out for a familiar-looking reporter in one or two scenes.

I'm not saying I'm the reporter or anything...

It's alright I guess. I mean in the past two months I've chilled with Richard Kind and David Zayas, hugged Neil Gaiman and did crew work on a show starring Kal Penn, like typical adult stuff. In all seriousness though I'm not saying all of that didn't require a lot of work. I mean, I had to wait in line for Neil Gaiman, guys, and it was cold out. Like so cold he wouldn't stop tweeting about it. Pussy.

You'd think he'd prefer the cold.

So though the rest of this year sucked eggs, I see it as a good thing I made my move near the end of it. Because now I'm relatively settled in my new home with a bit of a handle on how I want to proceed in life. So when I'm back in the city come 2015 I'll be ready to hit the ground running with Tyler's Life 2.0.

Now featuring more D&D.

So while a world of hurt hit me as well this year, there was enough good near the end of it to be able to say "fuck it" and look forward, and come this time next year we'll all be anxiously waiting for 2016 because 2015 was a load of crap. That's how we do it every year, and that's why we're still here, because no matter how bad things can get, at the end of the day we're looking forward, anxious to see what's next.

Keeping it short this time,

Tyler


P.S. "Showtime" is no longer my favorite time