Yeah, so about this blog … I didn’t expect to be that guy. In fact, in college, my friend Brian and I had a radio show called “Don’t Be That Guy.” Today, and yesterday, and every day for the last five months, I’ve been that guy.
In October, I was having a blast with Bremelog. It was some of the most fun I’ve ever had this side of a 700-count sheet. Then, I got a new job at my same company. I don’t think I’ve ever talked about my day job here before. Mostly because it’s irrelevant and mostly mostly because I’m not so sure people who haven’t already seen me in my underwear read the blog. Anyway, I’ve worked in the editorial department at Seattle Weekly for a little more than three years. In October—yes, right when I stopped blogging—I took over as music editor, a job that entails a ton of blogging. At the end of the day, I didn’t have any blogging left in me, if you know what I mean. Yeah, there was another factor, too.
As was pointed out in right-of-center/liberal/communist/socialist/fascist/conservative/one-sided rag known as Kitsap Sun, I moved in January. Yes, I moved to Seattle. I’m not going to waste much space rationalizing the move. Or defending it. Or pointing out that I still love Bremerton. Because anyone who’s read this blog knows that I still do. And anyone who’s bought me a drink in the last three months knows that I miss it. In my new role as music editor, this week I chatted up DJ Sabzi from Seattle hip-hop duo Blue Scholars (yes, Scholars MC Geologic is from BREMERTON!). I asked Sabzi why he recently moved to New York City:
“I haven’t really lived anywhere besides Seattle my entire life, and I figured, what the heck, I can still do it now, so why not? But Seattle’s definitely my home, and I definitely don’t plan on staying here. It’s like an extended visit.”
That’s how I feel. It’s not that I’d lived in Bremerton my whole life—far from it, in fact—but I’d never lived in Seattle. I’d just danced around it my whole life. This is a good time to do it. And it’s going to be fun to return home one day. Bremelog won’t be quiet forever.
Now, to further respond to this missive in Kitsap Sun, which claimed that I’d “become a Bremerton slumlord and bolted from the finer side of the sound.” This is only partially true. Yes, I did keep my house and rent it out. But I didn’t leave my truck that barely/doesn’t run parked in front of the house. I moved it to my good friend’s car port around the corner. See, ditching a clunker in front of your rental property makes you a slumlord. LIVING with a clunker in front of your house makes you a Bremertonian.
Proud to be one.
— Chris Kornelis