The Cruise is Real

December 14th, 2010

I think I’m just coming to this realization – hundreds of people are all getting ready to get on a giant boat January 2nd for some fun in the sunblock on a crazy little thing called JoCo Cruise Crazy. There have been a lot of swirling details to figure out, but it’s all starting to come together (and just in time because, uh, it’s only 19 days away). It’s going to be REALLY GREAT. I’m also just now realizing that it probably means there will soon be pictures of me in my bathing suit floating around the internet. Hooray?

In case you don’t follow the JoCo Cruise Crazy blog, which you really should because David Rees has hijacked it and made it sing, we’ve just posted the official schedule of events. There’s a big concert/show every evening, a couple of morning events on the days we’re at sea, and a few blocks of time in rooms dedicated to gaming and playing Rock Band. We’re also still working on a few semi official hangout situations, places and times to be determined. Rest assured though, we’re trying to leave space to enjoy the cruise itself, which means we’re trying hard not to schedule anything to interfere with enjoying the days we are in a port (at port? On Port? Au Port?).

Are you too lazy to click on links? OK then.

Now if you will excuse me, I have to go lose 20 pounds.

Aw, You Guys

December 1st, 2010

I’m 40 years old today. It seems unlikely that this could have happened, but apparently the passage of time also applies to me. It’s a big number, and I know this particular birthday is notorious for making people feel old and freaked out, but I actually feel pretty good. I try never to forget how lucky I am – I’ve got a family I love, a career and a body of work I’m proud of, and in general my life includes a lot of very good stuff. A number like 40 is such a small part of the picture it’s barely worth talking about. Of course it doesn’t hurt that you folks are STILL here paying attention to me. I continue to be thankful for that.

It seems to have become a tradition for a few fans to get together and make me a birthday present every year, and it always flatters and amazes me. I know you are listening to the music because I can see you buy it, and I can hear you singing along at shows, but to actually watch the stuff that I put out there echo off of you and come back to me in this way is just remarkable. Thank you.

OK. Now, who wants to give me a colonoscopy?