Hey, I'm Andrew.
Now you know me, so we can continue.
Jenn trusts me. A lot. This is evidenced by the email she sent to me regarding this post:
June 17th. Don't forget, or I keel you.
I think me posting on her blog genuinely scares her. Even though she was the one who asked me to do it. (I don't understand, I'm not that scary of a person!) In fact, the only time I have heard from her since she has been gone was when she popped in on facebook to remind me to post and to "be good". A simple reminder to post would be attributed to my already failing memory, but the second part... it could be because, to quote her, "you're a boy." (Dunno if you guys caught onto that. I'm glad we got that out in the open now. Awkward situation averted!)
Also, I probably meant "bear with me", because asking you to "bare with me" would be awkward. (Dangit, have I already broken the rule I was given?) :)
So, anyway, yeah, I'm Andrew Bashaw. Andy. A-Bash. Andywoo. I don't think I know any of you guys, so I guess I need to try to make a good impression. If you know me at all, it might be as the director of the music video Jenn shared here recently. I don't have a personal blog of my own, so I can't tell you to follow me anywhere, unless you want to follow me in real life, in which case... erm, yeah, no.
I met Jenn and her sister, Cassie, because we were homeschooled in high school and our friends ran in some of the same circles... it was just inevitable that we would meet. Although Jenn does rag on me sometimes because apparently I sort of ignored her a few times in person when we didn't really know each other yet. I guess she really really wanted me to talk to her, ya know, understandable, it crushed her when I didn't at first. But that's all in the past and I've tried to make it up to her. Anyway, since we actually started talking and stuff, we've become pretty dang good friends. We have a bi polar friendship where we're nice to each other a lot, but then we also enjoy a lot of deprecating humor. Sometimes Jenn says that I have a nice smile. Sometimes Jenn's mom says I have a nice smile. Sometimes Jenn's mom says I should marry Jenn so we can have children with nice smiles. Then sometimes I laugh hysterically, because, honestly, who would want to marry Jenn?
(Hey remember that one time when I said "honestly, who would want to marry Jenn?" I was kidding. Because Jenn is a wonderful person, and she will never be the old maid she so fears becoming.)
A little about me. I live in central Ohio, some thirty minutes from our host. Jesus Christ has saved my undeserving soul. Seriously, there's no way I deserve anything other than death, but instead, I'm given life. That blows my mind. I'm going to college and am close to finishing my associates degree in digital video and sound. You can tell I'm moving up in the world because I just filmed a tv commercial featuring a guy in a pig costume barbequing ribs. In addition to film and video, music is one of the biggest parts of my life. I'm not sure what I'd do without it. I attempt to write/play/sing, and regardless of how much I succeed, I enjoy it.
I'm not very much like Jenn in a lot of ways. In other ways, I'm very much like her. She hates Looney Toons (that was almost a dealbreaker in our friendship). But we both love cheesecake. I don't appreciate a good book like she does. But we both highly value a sense of humor in people.
Don't you think that's what makes a good friend? Someone that you share enough with to have common ground, but have enough differences with to fill in each others gaps? And also to make for more stimulating conversation. You don't want to hang out with someone who is EXACTLY like you or, as one of my friends put it, "you might as well just talk to yourself." You gotta have friends who bring out other sides in you, who challenge you to think, who show you different perspectives.
Using my last paragraph as a segway, I am now going to indirectly address the possible elephant in the room. Did you know it is entirely possible for guys and girls to honestly be "just friends"? In fact, I think its important. Guys and girls think about things very differently, obviously. And as I just said in the previous paragraph, I think its important to have friends who complete different sides of you. Just taking that same concept a little further, I think its wonderful to have female friends, because they bring very different things to our friendship than some of my close guy friends do, and vice versa. Its great to be able to talk with a girl about most anything and hear their perspective on it, no awkwardness attached. Really, its only awkward being friends with someone of the opposite sex if you make it awkward. Unfortunately, a lot of people think it should be awkward, and consequently, it is awkward for them. But really, its entirely possible to be perfectly normal friends with them, so long as you're honest and open like you would be in any friendship. Heck, it might even reach the point where they call you "honey" for no apparent reason. ("Andrew, are you possibly admitting this has happened in your friendship with Jenn?" Of course not, it would be absurd to- yes I am. Whoops, I guess that was one of those embarrassing Jenn facts I warned you might pop out. Its probably not the first one in this post, though. I deeply apologize. Don't tell on me. hehe.)
I think perhaps I have written enough. You know a little about who I am now, and hopefully it didn't scare you all too much. When Jenn gets back I'll have to talk with her about how much she was paying me to do this, I don't think we ever got around to that discussion. If she doesn't kill me first for any of the things I wrote. I hope she's proud of me for posting within the first minutes of June 17th. Now I will end this post with some shameless self promotion.
My music: purevolume.com/andrewbashaw
My videos: youtube.com/andrewbashaw and youtube.com/bashawproductions
I hope this post has helped keep you all entertained until our favorite globe-hopper returns, and I also hope that you all have enough of a sense of humor to understand all the teasing/sarcasm/satire employed in it and not walk away utterly offended and revolted by myself. :) Farewell.