Hello again, readers new and old. It’s your friendly blogmaster, returned after an extended absence from the interwebs. We’ve got a lot to catch up on! I’ll start by explaining exactly why The Honestly Blog has been dormant for so long.
The main reason that I wasn’t blogging this year was because I was spending most of it undertaking a project that I wasn’t comfortable having on the public record. That project was applying to graduate school. From Christmastime through the middle of February, I was hitting the books for at least 90 minutes each night, studying for the GREs. After that, springtime was spent working on application essays, accumulating writing samples, and seeking letters of recommendation. My applications went out right before Easter, and I am happy to report that it was about a month later that I found out I had been accepted to the School of Continuing and Professional Studies at NYU. Starting very soon–Tuesday, in fact–I will begin my course of study towards my masters degree in public relations and corporate communications.
Now you might be thinking, “But Tyler, that’s awesome! You write so well and you’re so engaging and so effortlessly handsome that this program sounds like it’s tailor-made for you.” (You are thinking that, aren’t you?) “Why wouldn’t you be shouting that from the digital rooftops?” Well, you rascally flatterers you, the reason I was keeping this under wraps was because I hadn’t told anyone at work that I was pursuing this. To be as frank as I can be, this has not been a very good year for me on the job. 2012 has been a year of extreme ups and downs in the office. Our normally slow summer was upended by the much deserved yet unexpected retirement of one of my bosses. It was only in the last two weeks that we wrapped up the majority of the unfinished business left in her wake, and it was only then that I felt comfortable sharing with my remaining employers that I would be spending my evenings learning how to make myself a more marketable applicant to other businesses. Since I can only afford to go to school at night if I keep my job during the day, the whole situation has required a level of decorum I usually wouldn’t have to keep.
The air might be cleared now, but that doesn’t mean that I can go back to being a blogging machine. Given the amount of schoolwork I have coming my way and the rigorous standards of the program (less than 3.0 each term and you’re out on your ass!), I’m afraid that my postings may not be as frequent or as lengthy as in the past. Couple my course load with the fact that I’m also going to be actively searching for new employment (that retirement doesn’t seem to be yielding any promotions), and you can imagine just how little spare time I might have. But I also recognize that the months ahead are going to be very strenuous, and I’m going to need an outlet, a place to turn when I near a burn-out, a way to exercise the wackier parts of my brain, a place where everyone knows my name…wait, scratch that last one…
So my game plan for The Honestly Blog is to write one post each week; a weekly installment of the shenanigans and sass you’ve come to enjoy over these past few years. I’m hoping to write about a wide variety of things in an array of different styles; maybe have some guest writers; perhaps even experiment with video content. I hope you’ll continue to drop by. I’ve also become quite a Twitter fiend this year, so follow my bird to get some giggles on your smart phone in 140 characters or less.
Before I give you the abridged run-down of my 2012 adventures thus far, I have to give a special thank you to my family and friends who persisted in getting me back to writing this blog. Special shout-outs go to the kickball gang (especially fellow blogger Jill), my bestest best friend and budding blogger herself, Lauren, and no less a cewebrity than the talented J.T. Riley, whose prodigious and enjoyable output can be tracked via his Twitter. Mille grazie, everyone!
So, what else was I doing while operating in Sith-like secrecy? Well, the first thing I did after taking the GRE was to get on a plane bound for Austin, TX! Literally, I went from the test location to the airport. A handful of Hobos and I went to the liberal center of the Lone Star State to cheer on one of our own, Stacy, while she ran the Austin marathon. She set a new personal best with her running, and I set a new personal best eating ribs. Success all around! Other far-off adventures this year have included a visit to Syracuse and its surroundings to see my pal Stef, an extra-long Fourth of July holiday in the Berkshire Mountains of Massachusetts with most of my cousins, and more trips to the Long Island beaches than I can recall making in previous summers. There were many more local adventures as well: nights out in Hoboken and Jersey City, and the annual multi-borough epic affair known as Handicapable Ice Cream Day, a weekend whose history would require a posting of its own to fully explain.
There were sporting events aplenty. My brother and I sat twenty rows off the floor of the Prudential Center when Blake Griffin and the Clippers came to town to play the Nets, I made numerous trips to both Yankee Stadium and Citi Field, and I even won a few shekels at the Belmont Stakes. Sadly, my kickball days are over, as my NYU schedule won’t allow enough time for that much
There were cultural outings, as well. For every excellent book I read (Chad Harbach’s The Art of Fielding being the best among them), I saw a terrible movie (Honestly, Prometheus?). I saw musicals good (Now. Here. This.), bad (Merrily We Roll Along), and ugly (Leap of Faith). I made my first trip to the Metropolitan Opera. I also hit a few concerts, including my favorite one to date: the incomparable, insatiable, insane Scissor Sisters. Don’t take my word for it; Anderson Cooper was there right next to me. (No, really, he was. I got a drink at the bar, turned to walk away, and bam–Silver Fox!)
And if, like me, you’re in your late twenties and actively maintaining a social life, you probably spent your summer going from one wedding to another. I know I did, and I wouldn’t have wanted to spend those weekends any other way. Each celebration was special in its own way, and each of them was an absolute blast. Congratulations again to Christina and Charlie, Matt and Jess, and Kaitlyn and Matt! May you spend Summer 2013 judging other people’s nuptials against your own. They’ll be tough to beat.
That about brings you up to speed, faithful readers. It’s Labor Day weekend now, the unofficial end of summer. Big changes are about to take shape, and I’m looking forward to them. Stay tuned.