i'm so green...with envy
last night on a whim, the boy and i took in a reading of my adult heartthrob, anthony bourdain, at borders on michigan avenue. after reading kitchen confidential and watching no reservations on the travel channel back when i was a privileged one with cable, i developed a borderline unhealthy crush on him.
he’s witty. he’s distinguished. he’s easy on the eyes. he’s well-traveled. he’s obviously intelligent, often referencing things in his writings that i can only smile at innocently, having the true meaning rush completely over my head. and even more obvious, he can cook. not to mention, he had that hellraiser streak in him, kinda still does, thereby giving him that “bad boy” reputation that all women fall for at some point. it’s just usually we’re over that by now. not so for me. blush
(the boy has some other good stuff to say about him as well, with a little less swoon.)
i was taken by his charisma – tony loves his job. he said so. numerous times. and who wouldn’t? the man travels 11 months out of the year, to destinations of his choice, letting his nose lead the way to antics and food and, well, food antics. his lifestyle is not unlike another man i admire, steve mccurry, a well-established photographer specializing in southeast asian portraiture. damnit. these dudes got it going on.
as i stood among many others, hanging onto tony’s every word, it dawned on me that i’m nowhere close to where i want to be. artistically-speaking or work-related. don’t get me wrong, i’ve got many good things in my life right now, but knowing that jobs like touring around the world with video crew in tow, making bets on who’ll hurl first with a taste of fermented shark, actually exist and are probably decently paid, i’m saddened at my confines of cubelife. once again. remember, i did attempt a break-out once before…
and days like today (though i’ll refrain from expounding as i keep hearing that some folks are getting the ax from superiors reading blogs) really make me wish for escape.
here’s to you, tony. until i become truly motivated to bust out of the capitalistic BS i’ve become entangled in, i’ll continue to live vicariously through you. and having no cable access, i’ll resort to bittorrent.com – i know i’ve made you proud.