Fortunate

I realized that I started blogging the night away over here without so much as an introduction to the tens and tens of people who may be reading.

Bobby had the common sense to write a charming autobio with a sharp lookin' photograph. Keiko followed suit.

So I'm a little late to the starting line.

But not as late as KIM BRODERICK! (That's right, beautiful, I just gave you a big old google-alert.)

My name is Drew Lindo. I write, direct, act, edit, draw, imagine, pitch and perform short films, feature scripts, and various improvisational rants & scenarios. I'm a recovering attention whore, self-preserving-realist and bruised romantic rolled up in a pop-culture-hot-pocket.

I also enjoy geeking out from time to time the way a kid does on Christmas Morning (though I now hate Christmas for personal reasons.)

My blogging is a bit promiscuous at the moment.

I've got my Que Lindo Films blog that supports my website and short films.

There's the Ask Drew Lindo blog over at Postlapsaria, where I try to find the will and the logic to answer questions and return advice to folks in minor states of youthful crisis.

But then there's my personal blog over at MySpace, where I usually find myself purging thoughts on the nature of romantic love, friendship, memories, loss and all the ins and outs of relationships going spectacularly wrong.

So why another blog? Because I don't know how to say "no." And because Keiko and Bobby are like the sweet and innocent super-couple of I-Think-I-Can-onics. If they had a baby, it'd probably be the next Jesus.

Or the next Mr. Rogers. The lesser of two awesomes, I guess.

Anyhow, being on the West Coast now, I figure I can shine a light on a few things that I'm really into out here, though I'm by no means Admiral-Speak-Easy. I just like what I like, and am lucky enough to have great options in this town when it comes to events, movies and more.

It's also a bit of a love letter to my friends on the other side of the country who I can't seem to find time or money to visit.

Confession: I've never set foot in New York City.

And being the softy-cineaste I am, I'd probably only do so under the condition I meet Julie Delpy on the subway for a magical, finite romantic encounter.

So don't hold your breath.

So here's to the stuff I wish we could all do together. All of my friends that I've made that are scattered across America and abroad, people I've met and forged great connections with tested by time, distance and everyday apathy.

Today's fortune cookie is just another affirmation that I'm fortunate to have them at all.

East coast. West Coast. Love.