Thirty-eight years ago tonight: my first airshift on @WUAG was heard by maybe six people, starting as it did after a baseball game that ran way overtime. HIghlights included “Mesopotamia” by the B-52s, “From the Air” by Laurie Anderson, and “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” by the Beatles.
I was all of 17 years old.
The number one record in the county that week was “Eye of the Tiger” by Survivor. I sometimes feel like my whole adult life has been a reaction to that unfortunate fact.
Haven’t done this in a while:
May 2015: Working on my tenure portfolio and spending a weekend in DC.
May 2010: My fixed-term position became my tenure-track position.
May 2009: Buying an extra house.
May 2005: Preparing to vacate San Francisco.
May 2000: Random food and rants.
May 1998: Visitors and sex.
Things insomnia made me count. In my life I have:
- Owned 3 houses and rented 5 apartments.
- Lived in 3 states (4 if you count a vacation home).
- Had 2 roommates (not counting a few temporary situations of less than a month).
- Had 1 (common law) husband.
- Owned 9 cars.
- Had 6 traffic accidents, 2 of which were ruled my fault.
- Spent time in 3 countries, including 45 U.S. states and 6 Canadian provinces.
- Had sex in at least 24 states.
- Had phone numbers with 5 area codes.
- No brothers or sisters, but 14 first cousins (approximately 12 of whom are still alive).
- Spent 2 nights in a hospital (not counting when I was born).
- Been to 0 high school class reunions (with plans to attend 0 more).
- Had 5 primary home computers (all Macs, which is why I had each one for so long).
- Had 3 full-time employers (though I had multiple positions in multiple locations for the first two, plus a ton of part-time and freelance employers).
- Had 4 medical procedures for which I was put completely under.
Twenty-five years and it still feels like something out of Norman Rockwell illustration. I had beer because the very idea of eggnog makes me want to vomit…
If you were to group my life into decades, I guess they would line up as follows:
- The 1960s: The “I don’t really remember anything about this” years (not because of drugs but because I was kinda young)
- The 1970s: The “I was a really weird kid” years
- The 1980s: The “I remember this time less fondly than I thought I would” years
- The 1990s: The “pop culture and I got along really well” years
- The 2000s: The “married and domestic” years
- The 2010s: The “gay divorcé” years
As the “gay divorcé” years end, I’d like to say that they were a lot more fun than I expected them to be early on, and I’m looking forward to whatever is next.
…of that other site.
You know, the one I still update regularly and that people still like?
Twenty years ago today, this post laid the groundwork for this site, which has very dramatically surpassed Otherstream in traffic (really, does anyone even come around here anymore?) and also led to a whole new career for yer humble host.
Read the self-indulgent anniversary post here.
This is one of my favorite pictures of my dad. He didn’t particularly like to be photographed, so he very often made some kind of goofy grin or hid his face. But this one actually looks like him, which is kind of nice.
I also like it, though, because he’s driving and it makes me think of all the road trips we took when I was a kid (he didn’t like to fly any more than he liked to be photographed) and because in this shot, we just happen to be on the way to Toronto.
It’s weird, though, for me to realize that my dad was about a year younger than I am now when this photo was taken.
I’ve always thought I was more line my mom than my dad in general. We have more of a family resemblance and we maybe shared a few more interests overall. But as I get older, I see more of my dad in me too, or at least the things I romanticize about him, like his love of driving and exploring and the way he always had some little diner tucked away in whichever town we were in.
And his sense of humor.
And the fact that we both ended up a little, uh, endearingly impatient. Yeah. That’s a diplomatic way to put it…
Anyway, I miss him.
Happy Father’s Day.
The site currently known as Otherstream made its debut 23 years ago today.
And it’s still online.