Dear Pollywog

I’m not sure what your internet situation is inside Annie’s womb (I know they have wi-fi in the apartment), so I’m not sure if and when you will read this letter. In the hopes that you do, I’d like to offer up a few words and maybe some scattered advice, hoping to better prepare you for what it will be like being raised by two of my closest friends, and what having me as an Uncle might do to you mentally.

When Ward and Annie (those are your parents names) first told me of your tiny existence I was blind-sided by a few different elements. Shock, happiness and something else that no one can really describe when people who are a part of your daily life announce life changing news. It’s a strange feeling that presses every emotion available into a tiny feeder cube that slowly dissolves in your stomach acids. I believe the reason this element is so hard to describe is because it is not happening directly to you, but it is non-the-less an event that will also change your life. Yes, little Pollywog, you are about to change things. You’ll be stirring up a can of old paint. The color is still beautiful but it’s been sitting static for a long time now and a film has claimed its surface.

You can breathe easy about one thing, your parents will love you and raise you to be a pretty kick-ass human being. That being said, you will be raised surrounded by madness. I can only imagine that is just how it is for children raised in the industry of film and television. Pure madness. Not to mention you will be seeing a good deal of me. That is enough to drive anyone to drink…but not until you’re 21 (I only said 21 cause your parents might read this, but start earlier…it’s fun). 

Yes, it’s true. I am not your Uncle by blood, but that can easily be fixed. As soon as you are official born (meaning you reside outside the tummy) I will see what  can do about getting a little sample of your blood to inject into me. Hell, maybe it’ll slow down these gray hairs I keep finding. Also, I have so many great films to introduce you to. I know your dad will as well, but I’ll be damn if I’m not there for your first screening of Evil Dead 2. Your mom will most likely shy away from singing to you, but encourage her as she has a very nice voice you can benefit from. 

Listen, Pollywog, I’m not really sure where I’m going with any of this. I just kind of want to say hi and that I look forward to meeting you. You are a most welcome to what is a very untraditional, but close family.

Much Love

Travis

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