- 3:25 PM, Monday,
September 23rd, 2013:
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- Dear
Cameron,
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- Last year
when mama was pregnant with Vienna, we took a trip
to NY and I got fat and grew a beard to look like a
"dad". It's one of the fondest memories I have of
her pregnancy and I love looking at what seems like
a different person...
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- Then,
incredibly, another trip to NY for a wedding and I
had already gained a couple pounds so I figured
"hey! You should get your own fat bearded dad video
in NY from when mama was pregnant with
you."
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- This also
marks the official announcement of your name and
probably a good time to explain that hat. For the
past dozen years that has been "Cameron's hat".
Back when I did a show with my characters, the
egos, I decided to have the REAL me play "my
brother" and named him Cameron. So for a whole
bunch of people, it's going to be very strange to
see YOU as Cameron. But the truth is? You were
always Cameron. I just couldn't have you in 2001,
(I was married to someone else and Talya was 17. It
would've been awfully difficult to explain) so I
used a placeholder for a couple years. Those days
are over and you now get to make your grand
entrance into this world with the name that was
always yours: Cameron Michael Kontras, after my
father and your grandfather.
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- We cannot
wait to meet you Cameron. You complete our
family.
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- Love,
- Papa
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- <smile> I
know there's gonna be a ton of people that are gonna
roll their eyes at that name not seeing the above
video, but watchoo gonna do. Very soon, my son will be
who they think of when they see Cameron Kontras and
that other dude will be so far removed it'll be but a
footnote. But yeah, it is still a little strange -
even to me. :-)
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- So a day in
Central Park which given the time of year is awfully,
awfully surreal. My 30th birthday here in '05, meeting
Donna in '06 (even spending this day here that year),
coming back with Donna in '07 - exact same weekend
when Jess & Jeff were married marking the end of
CBS - coming back in October '08! I mean, this is
the exact time I always came here.
Strangely though? Now is the first real time I'm
thinking about it. My life is sooooooooooooo
different, sooooooooooo good... it's just, well, what
your past is supposed to be: behind you. The man who
had an ever-present past for 10 years is now so in the
moment these sentences seem like a waste of space.
Still so hard for me to wrap my head around (as you
can tell). What on earth is "The Journey" going
to become? Can it really be this limbo of happiness
for much longer? I mean, there's an unease to that!
'Cause if you're not failing? You're not trying.
I kinda need that sting man. And the sting of
not getting beat at GolfKon isn't exactly doing
it. Heh. So onto the lovely pics...
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- So after the chest
slapping video, I think it's clear Vienna is honed
into music. She could watch a band for easily 30
minutes straight, which to a 1 year old is a good
chunk of her life. What luck to find a jazz quartet
starting up... made for nice background music in the
video.
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- And now you know
the real reason I grew the beard. :-) Gotta say
though, I really dig looking like a different
person when I look in the mirror. I have zero
issues getting older right now too. Funny, isn't it?
In my mind? I feel about 77, so I look in the
mirror and think "WOW! I look young!" LOL.
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- These look so much
like pics of familes in the 70s it's unsettling at
times.
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- The shot from the
infamous bench all these years later. Wow, next year
marks 20 years. Whew.
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- I was in this
corner of The Warner Center for 90 minutes (30 sitting
until a guard made me stand - dick) waiting for Vienna
to wake up from her nap. I took a bored selfie
and then thought: "Jesus, I'm Judd Apatow all the
sudden?"
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- I mean, if he
ever smiled. :-) Still think he's the shit. And see
that up there?! That's the way you're supposed to
grey. Your beard greys when your hair greys. No idea
why my beard is in my 50s and my hair is still in my
20s. Bizarre.
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- And incredibly? We
drove INTO Manhattan, parked and got all around
without ever spending a dime. Googled a way around the
tolls, found free street parking on Sunday and walked.
Kick. Ass. Nice memory of Central Park that will need
to last awhile... 'cause as I've said time and again
these past three entries: this shit ain't happenin'
until these rugrats are 3.
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- Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeew.
Alright, next entry is exactly 100 entries after #1275
and on her birthday. Fun how that works.
:-)
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- Adam
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