The Big Neil Newsletter, Series 2, Volume 1
Today's headlines:
1. The Big Neil Newsletter is Back!
2. Big Neil Not in Your City, State; is in Your Hearts, Minds
3. Big Neil So Attention-Starved in Scary New City He Resorts to the Egoistic Practice of Writing Meandering Emails about the Mundane Details of his Life to Anyone Who Will Listen
1. The Big Neil Newsletter is Back!
Hello friends, Romans, and those lucky enough to be related to me by blood... Due to popular demand (no, really!) the Big Neil Newsletter is back after a multi-year hiatus.
Many of you were not subscribed to the original BNN, and may be thinking, "What is all this? Has Big Neil snapped?" The answer is, of course, "A newsletter and yes." The newsletter is just that, an update on all things Neil, usually with some humorous way I made a fool of myself that week, and ideally with some uplifting conclusion a la the "Final Thought" of that daytime guru of everyday wisdom, Jerry Springer.
At this point, some of you are thinking "Man, I must have been really drunk when I signed up for this." Well, you didn't sign up for it. I signed you up. And I know that newsletters are just not some people's 'thing.' Simply reply to this email indicating your desire to be removed from the list and I will not take it personally in the least.
Also, this issue is unique because the list of subscribers has not been blind carbon-copied... i.e., everyone can see who is receiving this first issue. The reason for this is I am counting on you to let me know if you think there is somebody I've left out, or you see a misspelled email, etc... I particularly encourage family members to help me compile a relatively complete list.
2. Big Neil Not in Your City, State; is in Your Hearts, Minds
On Monday, with all my worldly possessions "tetris'ed" in the cab behind me (thank you to Monica, Bryan, Ryan, Buffalo, Emilee, and Paddy) I left NYC behind and made my way in a fourteen-foot U-Haul truck to Cambridge. Next Thursday is my first day of classes at the American Repertory Theatre's Institute for Advanced Theatre Training at Harvard University. (That was the official title; hereafter, A.R.T.) Not much else to report besides the fact that I can tell Cambridge and A.R.T. are not unlike the cardboard boxes that I am currently surrounded by- they are riddled with mysteries and potential, just waiting for me to open them up. Stay tuned for the no-doubt ensuing adventures.
3. Big Neil So Attention-Starved in Scary New City He Resorts to the Egoistic Practice of Writing Meandering Emails about the Mundane Details of his Life to Anyone Who Will Listen
Well, that's clearly self-explanatory.
4. In Conclusion
You can definitely tell by now whether you're going to find receiving these enjoyable and worthwhile, or tedious and annoying. I'd like to reiterate that I shant mind it if you express your wish to learn the news of Neil through other, more conventional mediums. To the rest of you, welcome! I anticipate a very exciting year ahead, and that means very exciting newsletters.
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