Monday, October 22, 2007

ok...its been week

Have you ever thought to yourself, "That's it. I've peaked. Where do I go from here? How do I top a Jessie and the Rippers post?"

Well, that question has haunted me for the last 7 days. Every time I have sat down at the keyboard to blog, I freeze. Every time I visit my site, I am reminded that there is, indeed, no where to go from here. I've lost sleep, I haven't been able to eat, and I think my marriage is falling apart.

That is the danger of posting something as gloriously spectacular as a Jessie and the Rippers video. It's almost like...what's the point of living any longer. Certainly, everything from this point on will be a disappointment compared to uncle Jessie's perfect hair, leather vests and uncontrollable machismo.

What's the point?

Now, those thoughts are just the tip of the iceberg. But it gives you an idea of why I haven't blogged in a week; why I have hardly spoken in a week; why I have barely been able to get out of bed for the last 7 days.

My life has the age of 27.


As hard as it was, I got out of bed this morning. I have found the strength to put one foot in front of the other. And I have convinced myself that my life may still be worth living.

So here I am, at the keyboard once again. I thought about selling out and posting the "Michelle Smiling" video. But no. I must move on (although its pretty incredible, click here if you want to watch it). My life must continue.

So here goes, I can promise nothing. The fact that I have mustered up the gall to come before you today is enough for now.

Good morning. My name is Bill. And this is the first day of the rest of my life.


Anonymous said...

Dear Jessie, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. I find I am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
- Anonymous

bill said...

that is strange, anonymous.

i am guessing that is jeff. it has your finger prints all over it.

Anonymous said...

Yes, what a great movie. The letter to Jessie made me think of...well, Jessie.

Anonymous said...

...many a night have I thought about him dancing in my awkward arms.

michaelCODY said...

Yesterday my dad turned 55 and I took him to dinner. He commented on how he is almost 60 and I laughed. Then, he commented on how soon I will be 30 and I cried.

jason said...

Bill, you might like this t-shirt.

Check it out: