- 3:31 PM, Saturday,
June 25th, 2022:
- Eight and a half
years old. Wow.
- You and your
sister have been through so much in the past 2 years.
Goodness. Where do I even start?!?!
- As was the case
last year, our bond is tighter than ever and I've
noticed more and more that you emulate what I say
or do... much to your detriment. It seems the past 12
months would be the height of your mimicing skills
with very little to back it up. Which, actually - is
pretty awesome because that will come later. Most
people don't have the balls to just get up in front of
a crowd and do a routine they've never practiced or
even thought about.
- Oh, but you
- You will literally
interupt me talking to friends at the bar to start
your stand-up routine. Your JOKE-LESS stand-up
routine. It's awfully awkward, but it's also amazing.
You're fearless. I'm not exactly sure why you're
fearless...and I'm pretty sure you're going to need a
foundation or two here pretty soon or the lack of
response to your output will stifle that
spirit. Time will tell there...
- ..but that's my
biggest takeaway here: you're bounding onstage without
a care in the world and it's intoxicating to watch it
unfold. Seriously, if Weird Al had asked you to come
onstage to sing Albuquerque you would've bound up
without ever realizing you don't actually know the
words. As a fellow performer this actually terrifies
me that you would do this, but I'm also aware of the
value of that ability and now just want to help you
with your foundation - whatever that will
- Of course gaming
is still fun... as is your sudden interest in Friends.
Ahem. Seems 8 is the age where all the pretty girls
make a whole lot more sense. We are the same person
here. I was madly in love with girls at 5. An
overwhelming feeling that filled me far before
I knew what to do with it.
It's gonna be a pretty interesting couple years, man.
But I'm excited. We're in a new phase. We talk to each
other like two friends (sometimes) and those
conversations will probably stick with you far longer
than "WHAT THE FUCK CAMERON,
WEREN'T YOU LISTENING?" will. But seriously,
Cam - please try to listen. I mean... it's almost
magical how bad you are at listening. Like - Harry
Potter wand-type shit where he erased our words before
they got to your ears. Fuck, man.
- Alright -
I love you dude.
STAR WARS PARTY TOMORROW!!!