Jason Lindsay

Three years ago, if you had told me I would be living in Utah, married (again) with two kids, I probably would have sprayed beer in your face laughing.

If you had then told me, after that, that I would also be regularly attending church, you would have made me drop my joint.

If, after you had wiped Blue Moon off your chops and picked up the roach (good weed, after all, is expensive), you continued by telling me that I would have all but stopped doing stand-up, and bought a riding lawn-mower, I’m pretty sure I would have deleted you from my smart phone.

Oh how times have changed.

I’m not sure where life is going to take me from here, but all things considered, I’m pretty happy with the way things have gone.  Sure, I miss having that outlet of stand-up comedy, but after doing it pretty hard core for five years, I don’t mind staying at home most evenings.  And I’m not sure what could be more promising than the investment a parent makes into the lives of their children.  The problem with stand-up, to be any degree of successful beyond locally, involves travel and time away from family.  And that, right now is not an option for me.

I have a 2/3 of grass that needs to get cut on a weekly basis (or a little longer if the rain holds out).  I’ve got walls that need painting, pictures that need hanging, and trees that require trimming.  Hey, it may not be the glorious lifestyle that I had grown accustomed to in downtown Denver, but I’m not sure a life like this can be beat.

You grow, you change, you evolve.  My priorities are vastly different now than they were then.  My perspective on life, the universe, and the nature of things are different now.  And that’s a good thing (I think).  Although I may look the same (hopefully 10-20 pounds lighter: thank you Gold’s Gym), I feel like a different person.  Am I older?  Yup.  But I feel wiser, and happier.

So although I may always miss who I was back then, I think I like who I am now much better.  And in the long run, that’s really what matters.