An introduction.

Hello!

My name is Tara.  I'm opening the voxgates to people I know in real life, and I want to let everybody know what they are in for.

What am I doing here on Vox? I've always been pretty quiet.  I tend to keep to myself a lot of the time, and even when I'm excitable, I still don't share what's going on in my brain.  But lately I've realized that if strangers care what I have for lunch, then my family and friends are also going to care what I had for lunch.  They'll care to know what it's like to live far away from them.  What it's like to see them every week.  The number of questions I've gotten about whether or not Caesar has eaten more muffins demonstrates that people, inexplicably, want to hear about the cat. 

I am in ur belly scratchin ur itches

For example, I know my mom will humor me by watching the Caesar videos.  Even though it's sort of embarrassing and silly.  

So I'm testing the waters of having my words on the Internet, next to my face and my photos (Hello, world!).  I want to do more than just maintain connections to my family and friends, especially since I live so far away from a lot of you.  I want you to feel like you know what is going on in my life, even if I let three weeks go by before returning your call (I blame rehearsals and shows!).  

I'm in the middle of some crazy changes.  I'm barrelling into a career I never anticipated.  I am also learning the price of hamburger and whether or not craisins are located in the baking aisle (they aren't).  I don't know about you, but those aren't the sort of things I talk about on the phone.  So here they are, tiny details accumulating into a picture of my life now.

Some days, it's a manic dash, head down and legs pumping.  Most of the time, though, I travel at a careful pace, the desire to reach my destination balanced by patience and the knowledge that I want to have health insurance. 

That's me.

There aren't any stories about camel farts or dead people or anything.  This isn't my personal journal, and it won't be a list of links.  I hate the word blog, so I call it my vox (I even use vox as a verb!). It's my vox--my voice.  I talk (a lot) about the collaboration with Mad King Thomas and my frustration with living the dual life of artist/worker bee. I babble about my cat, robots, food, Minneapolis, New Mexico, books, movies and beer.  You don't have to read it, and you don't have to like it.  I'm here if you want to say hello. 

If you know me in real life, especially if I didn't send you the link myself, I'd appreciate it if you'd just drop me a line and say hello!  Join Vox!  Be my friend!  The internet can either be a blackhole, where all extra time and energy disappear, or it can resurrect and reinforce old and new relationships.  I like the second option better (awww, it's so sappy!).

Thanks for stopping by,

Tara