Today’s the last day of a decade, and even I, humbug that I am, thought I’d take a moment and reflect back on it.
In this decade, I graduated high school. I graduated college. I worked 5 jobs. I fell in love 4 times. I had my heart broken three times.
I had my first kiss, my first girlfriend. I lost my faith, I lost my virginity. I discovered scotch, and strong beers. I became a coffee addict. I started, and stopped, smoking kreteks.
In this past decade, I met all of my best friends. I decided I wasn’t an artist. I realized I was. I started three webcomics. I finished none of them. I co-founded Grimey Studios.
I lived at six addresses. I lost a cockatiel, and got another one. I discovered oil painting, and lithography.
I read House of Leaves. I read The Club Dumas, twice. I discovered I love cyberpunk. I read Transmetropolitan three times in its entirety.
I learned to cook. I learned to like spicy foods. I became obsessed with pork tenderloins.
In this decade I owned three cars. I turned 21. I became a man. I earned the name Zed Martinez.
I got my first cellphone. I got my first smartphone. My first laptop. I used Napster, then Bittorrent, and then got my first subscription music service. I owned two PMPs (but only after learning what they are).
And, I did so much more. This was a big decade. And yeah, a lot of it sucked (like eight years of the Bush administration), but, the stuff that made me who I am, that was good.
So, this’ll be my last post this year. I’m going to go to Ft Wayne and give Steph her painting and drink Old Curmudgeon. At midnight I’m going to kiss the woman I love. The so-called Noughties won’t be missed, but I can’t help but feel somewhere in there it was a good decade.