TBD: Where Do We Go From Here?

Hey all. So this is the pioneer blog post on This Thing of Ours' brand spanking new website. I don't yet know whether regular blog posts are a thing that we're planning on doing here, but as long as I have the time and am still waiting for my next Netflix DVD to arrive, I figured I would give it a shot.

A little about the group: there's five of us, and we're all recently graduated or soon to be graduated from Swarthmore College, in which lovely arboretum bubble we all wrote sketch comedy together and now hope to continue that trend in the slightly less bubbly "real world."

A little about me: I'm Alex. I'm one of the ones who was not an English/Literature major, and hence you will find a number of grammatical and spelling errors in my blog posts. There is one more of us who can't spell, but you'll no doubt figure that out soon enough. In boy band terms, I would be the slightly older, bearded one who the pre-teen fans would not really notice at all if their parents weren't constantly pointing at him saying, "that one looks responsible, when you grow up marry a boy like that - he looks like he wouldn't stay out too late." Of course, as usual, the parents would be wrong. Certainly, if I am the silent, responsible type, my current state of funemployment in Brooklyn does not particularly reflect my character.

A little about the show: The name of our fringe show is "Where Do We Go From Here," and it was birthed from our general state of uncertainty that was handed to us along with our diplomas. My own uncertainty has led me to a new apartment in Brooklyn, from which I hope to launch a career in film production as a production assistant. However, as noted above, that goal is still currently in the future tense. I've decided to name my blog "TBD (To Be Determined)" as, in line with the general concept of the show, I find myself asking a lot of questions recently to which I simply don't have the answers. For example, I took a walk through Park Slope yesterday and within a 10 block radius ran into two separate Connecticut Muffin shops. I'm still pondering, a day later, the economics of a community that can support the extensive proliferation of a chain muffin franchise. And really, so far, that's the only thing I have been able to determine about my new city: that there are a lot of people in it. Enough people to support just about any type of store you can imagine.

So for now I'm just going to take my hopefully-temporary unemployment in stride, knowing that if all else fails, and this film production work doesn't pan out, I can make a modest living managing a certified organic, fair-trade unicycle shop, catering to a slightly more environmentally friendly crowd than the unicycle shop down the street. And what will I do if that doesn't work out? Well, TBD.