Saturday, February 28, 2009

Spooning n' such



You know how sometimes when you get very little sleep and you get to that tired point where things that would normally make you just smile a little make you laugh really hard and if someone saw you laugh that hard you'd be embarrassed because it wasn't THAT funny, but still a little funny? That's where I'm at with this hippo thing.

Also, a sympton of the drunk-tired is writing run-on sentences. Game. Set. Match.

Goodnight.

Favourite of the Day: Waking up with Cocoa in my bed. She was all stretched out, perfectly square on her back with all four paws up in the air. I am dog-sitting her right now and she's a great dog. A black lab. I like sleeping with her in my bed. It reminds of me of waking up with Steve in my bed. He might have been the coolest cat to ever exist.
Rest in Peace little man - I miss you.





Friday, February 27, 2009

Captain Negative

Tonight I am feeling crappy.  For no particular reason.  Just a generalized feeling of sad, lonely and crappy all mixed together.  I think this happens to everyone once in awhile, right? I was looking forward to tonight because Thursday is t.v night and I am actually off.  Also, I was curious to find out about Izzy's cancer situation. But adding another crap-factor to my night - everything is a repeat. Since I am Captain Negative right now I feel the need to vent about some stupid things going on in t.v land right now.  My friend Mike and I like to share with each other the things that 'grind our gears'. The following two would make my list. 

(1) Hells Kitchen.  Tonight I watched this show for the first time.  It blew my mind.  That head chef guy is obnoxious.  His method of yelling and insulting is embarrassing and inappropriate.   

It makes me question how people think using scare tactics is an effective way of teaching. There were so many things wrong with this I can't even believe this is on television.  I have personally experienced this form of 'teaching' and it changed who I am as a person.  It happened to me as a student in University. From a now retired professor who I will resent forever. He induced an anxiety disorder in me that almost caused me to drop out of school.  I then changed my major and it effectively changed the direction of my entire life. However I have no regrets because I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. Through the ordeal I overcame a lot and learned a lot.  But I still resent him for using his power and authority to belittle and humiliate people.  Whoa.  This just got deep.  Damn you Hells Kitchen.  

(2) Moving on to my second beef of the night:  The Bachelor.  Another form of embarrassment and public humility.  The Bachelor himself could be considered a genius (using that term loosely). But lets think about this.  One guy, looking for love, gets a roomful of beautiful women longing to fall in love with him.  Even though they've never met him.  And he gets to take his pick. But only after given the opportunity to date them all.  He then gets to propose without having to pay for the ring.  Genius, I tell you.  

But the women?  WHO goes on this show???  They are like lions salivating for meat.  Literally. They go on group dates.  And they are okay with this.  They know the other women have sleepovers.  Then they go on their own sleepover the next night.  I'm guessing they aren't having pillow fights during these sleepovers.  Then the camera crews go into their homes and involve their families.  So instead of humiliating only yourself, you get to involve your whole family. Awesome. 

Then comes the final two.  Two women are in 'love' and pretty confident they are loved back. Ya - so loved they risk getting publicly dumped on national television in front of millions of people.  Ladies - Give your head a shake.  

That's the end of my venting for today.  Now I need to rise above the darkness of my living room that currently resembles a bat cave.  I need to not watch stupid reality shows.  What I really need to do is tune in to the episode of 30 Rock that is on right now.  Because Liz Lemon, Tracy Jordan,  Jack Donaghy and even Kenneth are plenty reason for me to snap out of this funk.  

Here's to hoping I wake up on the right side of the bed tomorrow. 





Oh, by the way - starting today I am adding a new feature to my blog.  I wanted to have my own 'thing'.  A trademark.  A tradition.  Inspired by a combination of my good friend Natasha, Oprah and my aforementioned friend Mike - I will end each blog with my "Favourite of the Day".  A way for me to reflect and remember the good of that particular day.  So, without further adieu, here is my first: 

Favourite of the Day: Today when I walked into my friend Amy's house, her baby saw me and shook with excitement and made his happy "O" face.  I love when babies reach the age where they start to recognize you.  It warms my heart. 

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Buffalo Randomness

Today's Random Thought:

Why is it when you had BBQ sauce to chicken, the flavour suddenly turns to "buffalo"?????

Judge Judy

I judge people. So do you. If you say you don't, you're lying.

Here are two examples of when I judge people: On elevators & on "Drop Offs"

Let me explain:

Elevators: I work in a big building with a large number of people. Riding the elevator occurs many times daily. I enjoy the men that get all old-school and let all the women on first. And off first. It's chivalry at it's finest and I like it.

Drop Offs: If you are driving me home, do you let me out of the car and drive away? Or do you wait to ensure I get in the house safely? Because I am paying attention to this. Just so you know.

I think for both these examples I do not think less of the people who don't do these things. But I guess you could say I think more of the people who do.

Please share with me YOUR judging ways. I'm curious to know.


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Live! - from the Airport


As I sit here alone in the airport with two hours to kill before my flight, I look in front of me at an empty chair in the waiting area.  I think of how many thousands and thousands of people have sat in that chair and what their stories entail.  

Airports are fascinating places.  People from all walks of life cross my path right now.  I like to people watch.  I like to imagine where they are coming from and where they are going.  

I think of a few memorable times in my life I've been waiting in a chair like this and I smile. The first flight I ever took I was with my dad. He took my sister and I on a father/daughter trip. We went to Toronto for the weekend.  He took us to see Phantom of the Opera and to museums...etc.  He mistakenly took us to a Pink Floyd laser show.  Little did he know it would be filled with young college kids all higher than kites.  Not quite the place he wanted to take his two daughters.  I didn't realize it at the time, but he and my sister did.  It's funny to look back at that now.  

My next flight, at the age of 15, was with with my friend Natalie.  We went on a Caribbean Cruise and I don't recall ever being more excited for anything in my entire life.  Ever.  The anticipation of getting to Miami to board that ship was almost too much for us to handle. 

I think of the time, four years ago, I flew to Florida with my friend Leslie (who I am meeting up with in Vegas tonight).  I lied to my parents about where we stayed that trip and I've still never told them the truth.  You know when you see those flyers for vacations that are ridiculously cheap?  They claim you will stay in five star resorts for virtually no money? Well my dad warned me over and over "if something sounds too good to be true, it probably is".  I was adamant I knew what I was doing and he was wrong.  But boy was he right. But I would not tell him that.  When we got there it really was a scam and we had to scramble to find places to stay. But I went home and told my dad the resort was "beautiful".  In the end it worked out anyway. Eventually we rented a car, left Orlando and had one of the best days I can ever remember. Riding on the back of a Harley all day long.  A day of sunshine, smelling the ocean and not having a care in the world.  It was amazing. 

So here I sit again, about to embark on a new adventure.  I look ahead of me now and wonder what everyone else here is doing. Someone going to meet a long lost friend? Internet lovers meeting for the first time? Attending a funeral? Celebrating a birth? Adopting a baby? A medical appointment to bring sad news? happy news? A business trip?  A "business trip" that is actually a secret affair? A simple vacation for a family to share? A random adventure with no plan in mind (the best kind)? A brand new start?  Or an end to the past?

So many possibilities.