An open letter to the last person you kissed...

Hey Baby,

Great job moving from crush to fiancee in just a few short letters. Ok, so I’ve written them at a snail’s pace... I would have blogged more often but I was busy hanging out with you.

What can I say in an open letter about the person I love most in the whole world without sounding super mushy gross-face? Well, how about that you have saved my life? Because this is not too much of a stretch. If I had to guess how my life would have gone this last year if I had not met you, my guess would be kinda scary. Instead it has been day after day of unbelievable love, support, and affection. I love you so much. I think the world of you. You’re my best.



And now we get to be roommates!

Love Always, Jared

P.S. Happy New Year. "It's Friday, I'm in Love."

An open letter to someone you want to think you’re awesome...

Hey neices and nephews,

Why would your uncle Jared, who is awesome, and has never cared who does or doesn’t think it’s true, care that you think he’s awesome?

Well, I guess that’s just the way of things. I think all your aunts and uncles want you to like them. You’re like our surrogate kids, with all the benefits of offspring and none of the responsibilities. We don’t have to raise you, we just get to play with you and see who you grow up to be. I want you to always think your uncle Jared is awesome, whether he gets a job at LucasArts or not, whether his girlffriend brings you cool stuff from India or not. Eventually you grow up enough to learn we’re just as flawed and fallible as your parents, if not more, but while you’re young we just all want to be your favorite.





I know you’ll all grow up to do amazing things and be amazing people. Just don’t grow up to quickly.

Love, Uncle Jared.

An open letter to someone I judged by my first impression...

Dear Ben,

This should come as no surprise. I’ve often told you how my first impression of you was totally wrong... I thought you were kind of a minor league douchebag. That was a pretty off-the-mark first impression, since we became awesome friends in Boston and lived together for better than 2 years.

You rock. I miss living in the same place. I always played more because I lived with you, cause you always wanted to jam when we were both home. Hope things continue to kick butt for you with school and jobs and life... You’re missed out in Boston by many, many people.

Jared



“No Evie, I don’t know who buried your car in snow.”
(Dead pan face, snow shovel in hand)

“Wouldn’t wanna be kept away, just for the day, from your BAAHHHDEYYYYY.”

An open letter to the person who broke your heart the hardest...

Dear _____,

You’re a _____ ______.

Love, Jared


Choose your own adventure style...
I'll do this one for real, but later...
You gotta kinda be in the right frame of mind to do this properly.

An open letter to someone who pesters my mind...

Dear Connor Oberst,

I don’t know why exactly everyone loves your music. It still sounds pretentious and out of tune to me. Everyone tells me I’ll like it eventually, if I just keep giving it a shot. I’ve listened to all your albums several times. Eh...



Sorry, I tried.

Jared

An open letter to someone I wish I could be...

Brian,

Thank you for writing and recording some of the most beautiful music of all time. Thank you for demonstrating how transcendent pop music can be if given thought. Thanks for God Only Knows, In My Room, Surfer Girl, and Don’t Worry Baby. Thank you for finishing "Smile". Thanks for Heroes and Villains, Surf’s Up and Good Vibrations. Thanks for "Lucky Old Sun", and for reimagining Gershwin. Thanks for Caroline, No. Thank you always for "Pet Sounds".

I have long admired your handy work. Even before I could appreciate the significance of what you did on a technical level (in the face of significant technical limitations), I could appreciate it on a creative one. You broke with conventions and proved that rock n’ roll can and should, actually, have no conventions. You made miraculous textures of sound that continue to elude me as a producer and engineer.

Your genius stills inspires me, your big heart still impresses me, and your voice can still move me to tears. Thank you Mr. Wilson.


I may not always love you,
but long as there are stars above you,
you'll never need to doubt it,
I'll make you so sure about it.
God only knows what I'd be without you.