I’m sure you’ve figured out that bobbarama is longwindedness for Bob.
I wouldn’t try that if I were you, by the way. Making up words, I mean. It’s a pretty
slippery slope and you could get hurt. Me being there for you. (smile)
I can do it because I’m a professional. I work and re-work words all day every day
until they make sense, like a sculptor massaging a lump of clay into something recognizable.
I’m a journalist in Southern California. A city editor, actually. Puhleeze don’t let the title or the job wow you, though, because managing a dozen headstrong reporters
and photographers is more like herding cats.
So, just so we’re clear, I’m a Professional Chief Cat Herder.
This blog is my hobby, although it takes up so much of my time that sometimes it’s like a second job. Get up, go to work, go home, blog, go to bed, repeat —- interrupted only occasionally by food and bathroom breaks and mindless, eyebrow-arching TV like ‘American Idol’ and ‘Survivor.’
It’s all good, though, because this is my ‘labor of lub,’ as I whimsically call it.
I’ve always wanted to do a blog, but I wasn’t sure I had what it takes – a modicum
of talent and bunches and bunches of sticktoitiveness. I’m still not sure, frankly,
but life’s too short to leave your dreams in the closet collecting dust and
Frank Kafka wrote once that a “book should be an ice-axe to break the frozen sea within us.” Well, this blog is my ice-axe for the frozen sea within me. It’s me taking a chance, spreading my wings, living the dream. It’s liberating —- one broken frozen chunk
of ice at a time.
A few other things you might like to know about me:
My e-mail: bob @ bobbarama dot com
My roommate: Griz, short for Grizabella from my favorite play, ‘Cats.’ (She’s a bit
on the wild side. hee hee)
Favorite book: Carlos Ruiz Zafon’s ‘The Shadow of the Wind’
Favorite food: Spaghetti with marinara sauce
Favorite TV shows: Grey’s Anatomy, House, Battlestar Galactica, American Idol, Iron Chef America. (Iron Freaking Chef America?! Yes, well, I like to think that through osmosis I’m balancing out the fast-food crap I put into my body on
Favorite movies: Casablanca, The Hunt for Red October, The Princess Bride
And, finally, I like … deluding myself into thinking I’m staying healthy by jogging only occasionally … practicing what I preach unless I don’t particularly feel like it at the moment … frozen strawberry margaritas (only, please, put it in a mug or a plastic beer cup or something and lose the frilly umbrella; I’d hate to get kicked out of the Guys Club
over a silly little frilly umbrella).