Proof There is a God

Last year was a tough year for me. I was at my worst financially. Since moving out to California I have craved more things New York than when I lived there. I was always a fan of the NY Mets. Followed them very closely but never did I have a "crazed fan" thing about. That has changed. Distance does make the heart go fonder. Every year that I've been out in L.A. (going on six years now... yikes.) I have made it a point to catch the Mets when they play at Dodgers stadium or see them when I'm in New York.

Back to my point.

Last year I was very poor. When the time came for the Mets to come to town and play I was stressing my inability to go see them. I felt very strange about breaking this tradition. As if by breaking it something would go wrong with my team, the way pitchers won't change their socks if they're on a win streak. I do believe it was the week before they would be coming and I was moping around the house trying to figure out a way to see them.

I'd just like to stop a second a say I'm not normally this pathetic. I mean... I know it's just a baseball team for Christ's sakes.

A few days before the the game an envelope arrives at my house. It's from Dodger Stadium. At first this doesn't faze me. I figure since I've been going to the stadium for the past five years they must me sending me promo stuff. I opened it up. Inside were two tickets. My heart raced with excitement. Where did these come from? From who? There was no note. The tickets showed as being sent directly from the ticket office. I called my girlfriend and thanked her. She knew nothing about it, but was excited for me. I had her call her mother and father. Neither had done it. I called my grandmother and aunt... my dad.. my mom... no one want to take credit for this great deed.

If one is to except the situation at face value... one would have to conclude that this came from a higher power.

Bob Barker? No, higher.

Sherman Helmsley? Higher.

Neil Diamond? Closer.

Could it be...? Naw... it couldn't.... could it? God? Are you (me) suggesting that G-O-D in the sky put his hand in this? This must be. This must be the sign of a higher power that I've been waiting for! I believe! I believe! I believe. Sweet Jesus I Believe!!!!!!

Then the Mets lost. So much for faith.

Well that's the fate God deserves for his taunt. There. I don't believe in him....

At least till he sends me my next set of tickets this year. But I want better seats this time! He that buddy!!!!!

Year Two

Wow! I have to say... I really suck at keeping up with a blog. I had grand ideas for my Blog... Potpourri of Mediocrity if you will. But such is life.

Shit I didn't even realize that anyone had left comments on any of my blogs till today. These comments were over a year old. YIKES! Talk about turning off your audience. Who knew?

Let's talk about what came from this blog. My first two posts pertained to research I was doing for a script. From that research it took me one full year to squeeze out fifty pages of the little fucker. But I must say... to my credit (which I love to take it where I can get it), in the past three months I've added thirty plus pages to it. I'm currently hanging out at the ninety page mark. Which to that I say "Kudos for me".

So here I've come. Come back to where my journey began to keep my end of the bargain. This blog will be dedicated to..... to ..... Ah Ha! To blogging to myself, about music and movies that I think are important. I will commit to blogging to myself on the progress I already know I'm making. And most importantly I will be giving myself all the hugs I could want for a job well done and for every mission accomplished.

And this I promise to you.

Myself.