Alexplorer Goes Time
If you're just joining
this series already in progress, then it means you don't have a time machine,
so here's the short version: Every Tuesday (your present), I come back
from my adventures time-traveling around MySpace and fill you in on what
happened to people from my past as they keep slippin', slippin', slippin'
into the future.
Ah, here's one now...
Colin (not his real name) and
I went to elementary school together. We were only in the same class
in 1st and 4th grade, but he was prominent enough for me to remember because
his mom was a first grade teacher. We weren't in her class for the
obvious reason that he'd either be picked on mercilessly by his peers or
picked on mercilessly by his mom. He was lucky. I was put in
his mom's class once as "time-out" for acting up in my own class, and I
didn't like being there either.
I also remember who is was since Colin's
dad was a deacon in the church. This being a Catholic school, the
dad was involved in fund raisers and business of that sort. However,
unlike his dad, I don't remember Colin standing out all that much from
the rest of the crowd. I could tell you more about his dad being
a jerk and how he delivered a really weird sermon one of the few times
they gave him a turn instead of the presiding priest. In fact, I
think that was the only time he ever gave one, probably because it was
so out of sorts with what we were used to getting. Maybe he had issues.
He died of a heart attack at a relatively young age, around the time Colin
was in high school, I think.
We had moved away by the time that bit
of news reached me, but my mom used to stay current on the talk of the
town through her contacts in the old neighborhood. I heard more about
Colin after the move through that grapevine than when he and I lived in
the same subdivision. For one thing, his name turned up in the paper
a lot whenever he appeared in a play. There was speculation among
the locals that he might be headed for Hollywood any day now.
He never really made it to
Hollywood until recently, and even then it's only been a handful of tv
movies over the past few years. In the meantime, he got to be a big
shot on the theater circuit more as a director than an actor since getting
stocky like his dad meant he was less leading man material than grumpy
sidekick, much like his dad.
He ended up heading a theater company
in New Orleans, then got a better one in NY, then a few years later came
back to NO after (by his own description) being burned out. Most
recently he ended up heading yet another company across the Golden Gate
from San Francisco, hence his recent push into the movie biz. Or
maybe vice versa? Whichever, the commute isn't nearly so bad.
letter I'll probably never send to him:
Out of all the people I've found in
all my time-travels, how the fuck is it you're an actor and you're straight?
2008 Ale[x]plorer. All photos are of the actual individuals described
above because, seriously, I can't make this shit up.