Exercise #11

I find myself with more time on my hands so I won’t need to use the auto-post feature of wordpress for a little while! Though I did find it funny to post things on a Wednesday at 2:13 (arbitrary numbers!)

Exercise #11- Read an obscure feature story in a small-town newspaper and write about the object of that feature.

http://www.stpns.net/view_article.html?articleId=106532697831810613931

Ahhhh- the Rocky Horror Picture Show, corrupting the minds of the young for decades now- gotta love it!  So it’s good to know that this show is continuing to be produced and shown via stage and screen medias, but it feels so mainstream now that I know a community theater in North West Washington had done it.  Don’t get me wrong- it is almost appropriate that it’s a community theater because of the grass-roots beginnings of this shows cult status, but it just seems- I dunno- weird. 

The first time that I’d ever seen mention of the Rocky Horror Picture Show was in the movie FAME, but I was too young to understand what I was seeing.  It wasn’t until high school and joining the drama department that the cultish nature of the love that people have for this movie became clear to me.  I still didn’t really get it, but I really enjoyed the fun that we all had with it.  This was one of many “inside jokes” that I felt privileged to be in on, even though I was in actuality on the perimeter of the center of the crowd.

For all of the horrible memories that I have of High School, I do also have some very good ones.  I do lament that I’ve only really kept in touch with a couple of people from that era in my life, but it was inevitable that we should all grow and go down different paths that really didn’t intersect anywhere in the future outside of the internet or the occasional run-in.  I didn’t leave a forwarding address, so I never went to my reunions (so far).

Anywho- this is probably not the most interesting of responses to these exercises so I won’t drag it on.

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Words of Wisdom

Good Afternoon One and All.  It’s been a tough, but weirdly optimistic week for many reasons and I found this list of sayings while I stumbled through the web and they seemed apropos.  I do think that this will be the next list of exercises that I will be working through since I truly have no way of affording the therapy necessary to make me sane.

I’ve learnt that…

  • you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.
  • no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.
  • it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
  • it’s not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts.
  • you can do something in an instant that will give you a heartache for life.
  • no matter how thin you slice it, there are always two sides.
  • you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
  • we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
  • there are people who love you dearly, but just don’t know how to show it.
  • true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
  • just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.
  • maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.
  • no matter how good a friend someone is, they’re going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
  • no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
  • just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.
  • we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
  • you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.
  • there are many ways of falling and staying in love.
  • no matter how many friends you have, if you are their pillar, you will feel lonely and lost at the times you need them most.
  • the people you care most about in life are taken from you to soon.
  • although the word “love” can have many different meanings, it loses value when overly used.
  • love is not for me to keep, but to pass on to the next person I see.
  • there are people who love you dearly but just don’t know how to show it.
  • even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
  • every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch-holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
  • I still have a lot to learn……
– Anonymous

Exercise #10

It’s Wednesday again and we are on the eve of the Memorial Day Weekend- FINALLY!  I realized today that I’m only 29, but I’ve hit that point where I am working all week and waiting for the weekend to sleep and when a 3 day weekend comes along- I’m jumping around like a maniac 😀  I’ve prematurely aged myself……..

So, without ANY ado-

Exercise #10

10. Watch Strangers and Make-up stories about what they’re doing.

I haven’t been able to sit around watching people this week, but as an alternative have found a great photo (courtesy of pictureisunrelated.com) to act as my “strangers”.

I got nothin'

Photo courtesy of pictureisunrelated.com

The sun had gone behind a cloud, but the heat of the day still radiated from the stagnant pond.  Bob was concentrating very hard as he carefully stepped, first left, then right foot using the contraption he’d put together from the bed frames in the dorm room.  He had no idea what was so special about that damned rock, but ever since he’d thrown it into the lake the day before, this crazy guy on a black big wheel had been following him around, pretending to run him down (but only going 4 miles per hour).

At first Bob had thought that it was a freshman who was pledging one of the frats and that he had become the unwitting butt of the joke while they hazed a pledge, but then it just started to feel creepy.  He saw big wheel guy in the hall when he walked out of his dorm room and was followed into the hall bathroom while he brushed his teeth, then the big wheel guy waited outside the stall as he dropped a deuce.  Then this weirdo followed him to the cafeteria and watched from the outside window as he ate his cereal- apparently big wheel guy did not have pockets because he couldn’t pay the $5 to get into the cafeteria.  Thankfully, this guy didn’t follow-him in to class, but when Bob left the lecture hall, there the guy was and this time- in a very high pitched voice- he said to Bob, “where’s my rock you D-Bag!”

“What rock you psycho?!  Leave me alone!” and Bob began to run the other way and big wheel guy could be seen, slowly, pedaling behind.  It had taken him all night to figure out what rock the guy had been talking about, but he finally did and that was when he remembered that he’d thrown it into the pond. 

So, here he was, some lunatic still stalking him and he was trying to pick one rock out of the water.  His left foot came down and he could feel the metal frame begin to wobble- Oh Shit.  Bob lost his balance and went face first into the slimy, stagnant water.  Once his feet were on the bottom, squishing in the mold, mud, and general crap that is found in a pond on a college campus, he began to run his hands through the goo where he thought he’d see the rock go under.  This went on for at least an hour before Bob finally grasped onto a smooth, round, flat object and pulled it out of the water.  It was the rock! 

As he washed the mud off in the cleanish top layer of the pond he saw that there really wasn’t anything special about this thing that would tell him why this guy had gone to soo much trouble to get it back.  He flipped it over in his hands and could feel the rage begin to boil over into his face.  Written on the bottom were the words- “Fido- my favorite Pet.”  He proceeded to throw the rock at the big wheel man and hit him on the head with his damned pet rock.

Exercise #9

Time for another installment of READ MY HOMEWORK!!!  I bet that you thought these types of assignments would end once you left school- right? WRONG!  There was always some lonely masochistic dork (C’est Moi) who would do homework of their own free will.

9.   Summarize the plot of your favorite novel, movie, or TV show in your own words.

My favorite movie is most definitely “Now Voyager” with Bette Davis, Paul Henried, Claude Rains, and Gladys Cooper.  There was a much larger ensemble cast, but these are the characters that I remember and think of when the name of this film comes to mind.  I’ve seen photos of this film in color, but there must only be black and white and shades of gray whilst I watch Bette Davis slip further and further into her “nervous breakdown”, which we modern folk can recognize as a fully grown woman being manipulated by her over-bearing mothers guilt trips, put downs, and manipulations in a world where a woman can’t just BE self sufficient.

So Claude Rains swoops in as the psychiatrist to make sure that Bette goes to his sanitarium where she finds some peace and becomes a self assured woman.  Now I don’t think too much about the fact that part of her transformation is being allowed to diet and wear sexy clothing, but quite honestly I’ll let the feminists argue about the sexist implications.

Once out of the loony bin, Bette goes on a Cruise where she meets a handsome Frenchman in Paul Henried, and they begin an emotional affair with each other that we can translate into modern day people bumpin’ uglies on a boat.  He’s married, she’s crazy- they know that it would never work and when they get to Boston, the two part ways.  She goes back to her life and is pursued by rich men who want to marry her and he goes back to his autocratic and manipulative wife.  Needless to say- Bette almost has another breakdown, which does feel a little whiny to me, but it’s a plot device so who cares!

When she ends up back at the sanitarium she latches on to this very vulnerable 12 year old girl, who just happens to be the daughter of the married man that Bette had an affair with- awkwaaaaarrrrrdddd.  In a very creepy and hand that rocks the cradle sort of way, Bette becomes this girls mother and even takes her back to her mansion in Boston to live in society (there’s actually a sequel that continues this part of the plot) and be happy.  She inherits all of her mother’s money when the witch dies and becomes a spinster philanthropist who “hires” Jerry to build a new wing for a hospital.  Fade to black.

As you can hopefully tell- my modern sensibilities and brainwashing from the women’s rights movement make me slightly ambivalent to this plot, but there is something so wonderful about Bette Davis’s portrayal of this woman who, in any other situation would have always been this strong wonderful person, but who just could not break out of her mother’s shadow without help.  It doesn’t have a happy ending per-se and maybe that’s what I like about it.

Muse and LOST

So Cats and Kittens- it is the end of an era-

OK, So I’m being dramatic, but honestly, think about where you were 6 years ago- come-on!  LOST is done, they’ve wrapped everything, except the fact that Walt and Michael were nowhere to be seen in the finale, into a nice little bow. AND I have to admit that I’m a bit ambivalent about the ending.  I’m not what you would have called a rabid lost fan- in fact, I missed most of the middle seasons because I had to work and would mainly catch up by streaming episodes on the internet, but WTF!

Heaven- seriously- they all “moved-on”?  I would have thought that the creators would have gone to a point in the merging of the timelines where each of the characters would make a choice and pick a reality or something sufficiently sci-fi, but they went very mainstream in my opinion.

That being said- I have enjoyed every minute of it.  I’ve loved and lived and lost with all of the characters and I bow to the genius of the composers and writers who made the entire world love the characters in this show.  This does not change the fact that I’m still ambivalent about how you decided to answer all of the questions and I do find myself wondering if this was the intended outcome from day 1.

So, for this ambivalent moment I give you something that I am also ambivalent about- Muse covering Nina Simone.  I love the fact that this song has had such a fantastic life- La Femme Nikita, Muse, Chuck, and many others Movie-TV-Musical covers, but I’m still not too sure how to feel about this cover so I offer up both versions for your perusal.

Book Review- Dead in the Family by Charlaine Harris

From the Publishers:

“The #1 New York Times bestselling Sookie Stackhouse series- the basis for HBO(r)’s True Blood– continues!

After enduring torture and the loss of loved ones during the brief but deadly Faery War, Sookie Stackhouse is hurt and she’s angry. Just about the only bright spot in her life is the love she thinks she feels for vampire Eric Northman. But he’s under scrutiny by the new Vampire King because of their relationship. And as the political implications of the Shifters coming out are beginning to be felt, Sookie’s connection to the Shreveport pack draws her into the debate. Worst of all, though the door to Faery has been closed, there are still some Fae on the human side-and one of them is angry at Sookie. Very, very angry…”

I was only sort of happy with this book.  Don’t get me wrong, I liked it, but I wasn’t head over heels in love with it like book #9.  This was a properly sedate aftermath to the horrors that Sookie Faced after enduring Evil Fairy Torture and the deaths of at least 5 people that she cared about in once time span.  She should be angry!  It just didn’t translate into exciting reading for me.  We learn more about Sookies relationship with Eric and how they are able to translate their blood bond into a real and true love, as well as how she is basically a politician’s wife and has a certain decorum that she must abide by within the vampire community.  I think that she would have made a great Senators wife, especially when she suggests that Victor should be “disappeared”.

***SPOILERS*** I do find it very interesting that she breached the topic of what sort of trauma Eric’s maker had put him through by forcing him to be his sex slave for a century or so and the awkward nature of the Vamps being frozen at an age when Ocella appears with the pre-pubescent Alexi Romanov and Sookie knows darn well that they are Schtooping AND she’s not sure until he shares his madness with her that he isn’t insane from having been molested.  This is an interesting topic and I loved how all of these realistic issues are placed in the supernatural context- that’s my favorite part of this series, but it was just sort of slow.  I do wish that we had gone more into the fairy back story that was playing itself out through the who plot- the big bad was the pissed off father of Claudine’s baby trying to set Sookie up to be arrested or killed and I would actually liked to have seen him be a bit more, well, evil.