Maybe this wasn’t the year of greatness for me. Often I lost my way in the maze.
For the people I didn’t call back, I’m sorry. For the people I hurt, I’m sorry. For the people I love, I hope I see you more.
Take a piece of toast. Take 1/4 an avocado. Mix. Charge $26.
I can do it for 30 cents at home. But I don’t have any food wherever I am staying.
Awareness is the first step. $26 Avocado toast is a mistake I won’t be making in 2017.
I went from “French” to “Avocado” on the menu in order to be healthy. Health is taxed by restaurants.
In 2017 I’m going to focus on being healthy without being ripped off.
Kanye West. I understand many people don’t like him. But he is better than you or me. He simply is.
He is talented at music, production, promotion, singing – and he combines them well to make some good music. He has sold 32,700,000 more albums than I have.
When we hate on Kanye it’s a way to provide stress relief. To find some rationale as to why we might be better than him. But we aren’t.
I want to keep getting better at many things, get good at combining them, and be the best at the combination.
One time I was eating dinner in the Mercer Lounge. The only other person there was at the table next to me.
I wanted to talk to him but I was shy. Everyone probably wants to talk to him. He was hunched over his computer. Scrolling through clothes.
“I think it’s his clothing line,” my friend whispered to me. We didn’t want him to hear.
He was by himself for an hour. Then when he left, the outside lit up like a lightening storm. Photos.
Sad Kanye West.
Listen to his song, “Good Morning”. It’s uplifting.
It’s also an ode against college education and a hint at what kids might find when they are no longer pampered and have to face the difficulty of making an impact in the world.
Good morning! Please listen to it.
Kanye West is trying to make his way through the maze also.
It’s hard to say this is a mistake. But maybe part of it is. It’s like I’m saying, “At least I have THIS or I’d be sad. Thank god for them or I’d kill myself.”
It’s like a mini pity party.
Maybe better than being grateful is to think of the things I am doing right now to make my life, and the life around me, a better place.
Like instead of saying, “I’m grateful I woke up healthy” I should replace that with “today I’m going to exercise.”
Or, instead of saying, “I wrote yesterday,” come up with ideas to write about today.
I want to move forward instead of trying to put band-aids on sadness.
People used to say, “I don’t watch TV.” Like a badge.
It was a sign of intellectual independence somehow. Superiority.
But TV is a way I can absorb thousands of stories and learn from them and become better and yes, escape, because of them.
I recently saw that one of my favorite science-fiction writers, Charles Yu, is now working on one of my favorite TV shows: Westworld.
He went from writing novels to the greatness of TV.
Oh! And two seconds ago I found out that one of my favorite comic book writers, Ed Brubaker, also works on Westworld.
And every day I see movie writers, movie directors, movie actors, novelists, switching over to TV shows.
I just re-watched “Lost.” I want to crash on a mysterious island that changes my life in unpredictable ways.
I watched all six seasons of “Lost” with my 14 year old. She loved it. Sometimes quantity time is just as good as quality time.
TV is not escapism. The best TV is beautiful art. The best artists are making TV right now.
Some of my current favorite TV shows: Shameless, Billions, Louie, Westworld, Stranger Things, The Crown, House of Cards.
One well-known and hard-working businessman that I admire told me earlier this year, “people should get to work and stop watching ‘House of Cards’.”
Hustle Hustle Hustle!
Ease up on the 20 hours a day of work, my friend.
Sometimes it’s ok to enjoy life with the people you love, the only sounds that of your favorite actors crying and being comforted by magic and love.
There’s a commercial from the 80s where a kid is telling his grandpa (they are on a canoe for some reason) he has a friend who is Jewish (or black, I forget). The grandfather says, “that’s prejudiced.”
Now I have friends who are for Trump. And other friends who are for Hillary. And both hate each other.
And both claims the other side is filled with hate while “their side” is not filled with hate.
This is the test. Democracy is so audacious it always wants to test us. Can we move beyond our personal desires and fears and work towards creating our own impact.
With art, with our work, with our words, with the way we treat each other. History is a story we write together.
When I was a kid, a friend of mine had a pinball machine in his basement. This was an amazing thing.
All of us would play all day. If the pinball gets stuck, you have to shake the machine to unfreeze it.
If you shake the machine too much you lose the game. It’s called “Tilt”. Illegal.
We were kids so one loss didn’t mean so much. We’d hit each other and laugh and play. One game, then another, then another.
And sometimes, we knew it was time to shake the machine just a little bit. So we could keep playing and laughing.
Only much later we grew up.