It’s 2011 in New Zealand. This year is over!
GPOY-“Corndog Of Sincere Happiness-2014 Edition!”
When I started on tumblr over 4 years ago, I was hesitant to post pictures of myself. In addition to the fact that I didn’t feel that posting selfies necessarily adhered to my two edicts for WTJG (All posts had to be entertaining and designed to entertain or inform an audience) I also just, you know, dislike my face.
But I started to realize that pictures of me humanized the site and made people understand that my posts were a reflection of who I was and not just a random collection of stuff. And usually people clicked the little heart on pictures of me more often than they clicked the heart on my creative content. At first that was frustrating but eventually I realized it wasn’t a dig on my content, it was an expression of the community’s desire to let me know “We like YOU, not just what you do.”
One of the first pictures I was comfortable posting was what I started calling my "Corndog of Sincere Happiness" picture.
It was taken during a trip to Disneyland and was, I noted at the time, the only picture I had from the previous five years showing me truly, unironically smiling and happy. As I began work through my "tropical depression" and sharing the journey on tumblr, the picture was a reminder to me that happiness was something that I had felt in the past, and could feel again. Any time I found myself spiraling and telling myself “depression is just who I am ” I used the picture to call myself on that particular piece of self defeating BS.
This winter, Disney brought some food trucks to Downtown Disney at the Walt Disney World Resort close to where I live and announced that they would be serving Disneyland style hand dipped corndogs, the best friggin’ corndogs in the world. This is me about to try my first Florida one.
Look at that smile.
Thanks to everyone who’s been with me on the ride these past few years. Life isn’t perfect, but after some tough years, there’s now more good in my life than bad. And I’m dealing with the bad that there is better than I have in years. Looks to me like I’m pretty happy and hopeful about what life has in store for me in 2014.
Or maybe I just really do like those corn dogs.
December 26, 2010
A Christmas present for Ducky after a roller coaster year. I’m so glad We had each other!
Ducky: It’s a fuzzy duck.
Ducky: Like me.
Ducky: It’s soft and fluffy. I’m going to destroy it in about three minutes.
Ducky: And that’s ok?
Me: Does it make you happy?
Me: Then it’s ok.
Me: I won it for you in Disneyland.
Ducky: You were there a long time ago. And you were having fun with friends. You were thinking about me?
Me: Of course.You’re my best buddy.
Ducky: Thanks, Daddy.
Me: It was a really bad year, Ducky.
Ducky: I know, Daddy.
Me: But in the middle of that bad year I had one of the happiest times of my life.
Ducky: You were happy when you were there.
Me: And during the worst year of my life, you were always there for me.
Ducky: You’re my Daddy. It’s what I do.
Me: So I wanted something to connect the two as we head into 2011, you and me.
Ducky: Sounds nice. Shows that even in the darkest times, things can bring us happiness if we let them.
Me: Thanks, Duck. For everything.
Ducky: I can still continue destroying it, can’t I?
Me: Of course. We are who we are.
Ducky: Thanks, Daddy. I love you. Merry Christmas.
Me: I love you too, Ducky. Merry Christmas.
A New Video.
2010 was not the best year in my life. Here I capture the essence of the year in film.
Happy New Year, Everyone!
Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.
Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back. Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person – nothing is irreplaceable, a habit is not a need. This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.
Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life.
Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood.
It’s 2011 in New Zealand. This year is over!
It was August 3rd when I started this blog. I didn’t know what it was going to be. All that I knew was that I desperately needed to find a little island of creativity and freedom to provide me some respite from what was turning out to be the worst year of my life. Little did I know that the year would soon get even worse, and little did I know how important tumblr would become to me.