I know. I know.

I am totally copying Reem and Genia. Although I have had this blog for almost a year I have never posted on it. I had grand ideas for it. Ideas so grand that I was consistently immobilized, stopped in my tracks and beat down by the weight of my own ideas and inability to carry them out. PLUS there is a lot of pressure for a first post. Mine cannot be brilliant. Sorry.

As of late I live a life of routine. Which is sometimes ok and sometimes NOT. There are some things in my life that keep me from becoming someone who take reality television too seriously. Those things include but are not limited to Contact Improv, finding pretty much everything pop culture both absurd and hilarious, slowly moving into our new apartment, my new interest of gardening (or trying to), the fact that my partner Linda and I find each other so funny, and my cats who never stop getting weirder or thinking of new ways to break the things that I love.

My only upcoming news is that my friend Mandy from the UK is coming to visit June 4th, with her friend Sue. Mandy is coming here with a documentary team who is doing a film about her and her life with Proteus syndrome. A condition I also have the pleasure of having. What is it you ask? Weeeelllll...I don't feel like telling you. Or I'm just too lazy to write about it now. Try Google. But just in case you slept through life Proteus is a greek sea god and that is where the title of my blog comes from. He had a daughter named Eidothea...or "all knowing one". Yeah pretty much.

So I will be in a small portion of the film being made about Mandy. It will be aired on a british channel in Manchester, so not likely to be here in the US. Hopefully they will give me a copy of it or something. Mandy did do a segment with 20/20 that will be aired in the US this summer, but I haven't heard when. Mandy is considering an amputation. Since I have already had one they would like me to discuss my experience with Mandy. Oh don't worry I have been asked to dredge up pictures from my middle school years (when I had my amputation) to be shown on the documentary. Pictures where I am wearing a t-shirt with a carton cow on it that says "I Don't Do Mornings!" Classic.