MARCH 1st

GREETINGS ALL,

Welcome back to Fabersplace.com. I know it’s been quite some time since this web site has been updated, and Yours Truly has put out promises for the last few months about updates and a completely new site. Well, as you can see, my site is finally updated, and I have put the proverbial train back on track.

As you know, I’m not one ever to really hold anything back from anyone--friends or associates. But over the past year, let’s just say my life has been a total roller coaster. In all truth, I have been a little hesitant about putting a lot of my “dirty laundry” on the web site. But I also realize that I really don’t have anything to hide, or keep from anyone.

So first, let me just get it out that Angela I have divorced. As respect for Angela and her family, I’m not going to mention anything about the reasons for the split. I wish her the best in wherever her life takes her. We will still be in touch with each other, because we have joint custody of William. So, on certain pages of the web site, you might notice some gaps in pictures and such--that’s just because I don’t feel right with having her up on the web site anymore. I’ll still have new pictures of me, William, and whoever else decides to stop by the web site and just say howdy.

Now it’s almost hard to think where to start about what’s new. So much has happened. Since last I wrote, I had moved to California to go to work for a dot-com, and see what wonders Southern California had to offer. The good news was that I fell in love completely with the whole Southern California lifestyle and culture. I started to explore sides to my personality that had long been buried inside me, such as acting, art, theater, movies, and fitness. Oh, and did I mention the beach? Oh my God, the miles and miles of beautiful sandy beaches were most awe-inspiring, as I just sat and watched the waves hitting the beach, each one unique and all its own entity.

The bad news was that the jobs that I had down there didn’t really pan out, but I was able to survive on my own. The other sad part was that I was missing William more and more. I saw him every three or four weeks by flying up to Seattle to see him, but I didn’t feel satisfied by watching him grow up a month at a time. I needed more of a relationship with him, and not just be the Daddy that popped up every once in a blue moon.

Don’t get me wrong, I did love Southern California--the culture and the whole atmosphere. But, as of last July, I decided to move back to Seattle. Originally, Angela was supposed to move down to California, but after things went south with us, she changed her mind. So the only way that I could be with William was to come back to Seattle--hence, bringing me to where I am now. I’m back in Seattle and trying to stay dry and warm, and glad as heck being a major part of my son’s weekly life.

Since my last writing on this web site, the world has changed greatly. Events like George W. Bush becoming president (ok, it’s still hard to say that with a straight face), September 11th (Don’t worry, I’m not going to go into that, because it’s been harped on elsewhere, and I think we all need to deal with it in our own way, and we here at Fabersplace.com feel for the victims' losses but have decided not to discuss the matter further in these pages). And we shall start talking about ENRON in our next report.

Over the past year in the movies, we have been introduced to characters such as Harry Potter, Frodo Baggins, Leonard Shelby, Hedwig, Shrek, Sully, Silent Bob, Bridget Jones, John Nash, David Aames, Prot, and Royal Tenenbaum. Hopefully, you might recognize at least one or two of the names I have mentioned. One of the features that will return to the “What’s New” section will be the movie reviews. Starting in the next column, I’ll be reviewing at least two movies per section. It might be a video review or--who knows?--you might get lucky and actually read a review of two brand-new movies. We shall see.

When America was being settled, a group of people headed West in a wagon
train. Their inexperienced leader soon became lost. They were getting
desperate when they came over a hill and saw an old Jew sitting beneath a
tree.

The leader rushed to the old Jew and said, "We're lost and running out
of food. Can you help us?"

The old Jew said, "Mister, all I know is dis. If you go up dat there hill
und down other side, I guarantee de'll be a big bacon tree."

"A bacon tree?" asked the wagon tree leader.

"Yah, ah bacon tree. Trust me. For nuttin vud I lie."

The leader goes back and tells his people that if nothing else, they
might be able to find food on the other side of the next ridge, so the
wagon train goes up the hill and down the other side. Suddenly, Indians
attack and massacre everyone except the leader, who manages to escape
back to the old Jew, who's enjoying a "glassel tea."

The near-dead man starts shouting. "You fool! You sent us to our deaths!
We followed your instructions, but there was no bacon tree. Just
hundreds of Indians, who killed everyone."

The old Jew holds up his hand and says "Oy, vait a minute." He then gets
out an English-Yiddish dictionary, and begins thumbing through it.

"Gevalt, I made myself ah big mistake."

"It vuz not a bacon tree. It vuz a ham bush!"