So I have a confession to make. Not only did Rob and I eat enough over our holiday break to gain an entire Joshua Jackson, but I was also busy making a somewhat bittersweet decision. Not that any of y’all care where Rob and I are located as long as the sass flows forth bountifully, but I’d like to use my recent decision as an excuse for what may be a quiet couple of weeks for my posts on the PEN15.
I’m makin’ the move from Boston to Los Angeles in couple of weeks. Rob and I felt that one of us had to be on the forecunt of the Celebrity Skirt Burstâ„¢ phenomenon to get some first hand reporting on the latest labia about town. So I’m trading my Red Sox cap for a surfboard and high tailing it to the West Coast.
Okay, the truth is, I don’t own a Sox cap. And I probably won’t surf. And I’m not moving to LA to be on 24/7 poontroll. In fact, I’m not even all that crazy about LA (yet), and never would have even considered living there if a somewhat amazing job opportunity hadn’t grabbed me by the nuts. So I’m going to try it out. Do some advertising in the sun, and then contemplate a move back East in a few years. Maybe.
The fact of the matter is, deciding to leave Boston was the single hardest decision I’ve ever made, particularly because it means putting an uncomfortable amount of distance between me and Rob, my best friend and one of the greatest guys I’ve ever known. It’s a bit premature to get sentimental, so I’ll leave it at that for now.
I assure you that when I’m settled, The PEN15 Club will only get better because of our bi-coastal coverage. What other gay cultural criticism blog can claim such pan-American moxie? As for the podcast… well, we’ll have to work that out. Technology is a wonderful thing.
Now, which of our left coast readers is gettin’ my first drink?
Great. Now I’m all depressed.
Well, I’m not a left coast reader, more like a dirty south coast reader, but here’s a drink to you.
Good luck out there!
Jordan,
I’m up for that drink. Welcome to the nabe!
Well, welcome to L.A! I’ve only been here for two and a half years, but it’s growing on me. Will I stay after I get out of school? I don’t think I like it that much.
Honey, you know I have that drink!
Aye, another one goes west…
The wonders of technology will surely prevail, so long as you’re not recording your segments to be spliced in later, ala Suzanne Somers in her twilight days of Three’s Company…
Don’t worry. L.A. will love you.
LA Rocks!
…If only I could find a way out of Denver!
Love the blog