A happy moment
When a girl says she has a happy moment, most people think of retail therapy or ponies or sunflowers, not this girl (well yesterday anyway). I was driving to my Mecca, the Christmas Tree Shops, wondering what junk I will discover that I all of a sudden NEED to have, when a figure on the side of the road caught my eye.
From a distance it was a young man in all black clothing carrying a book. As I moved closer I was taken aback by his appearance. He was no more than 15 in a well pressed black suit and an ice blue tie, carrying a Bible walking to/from church. He made me smile.
I’m not a deeply religious person so my delight was not in the fact that he practiced his religion, rather it was in the fact that this child took time and effort to make time for himself. He wasn’t in sweats playing video games or on his cell outside of a 7/11 somewhere, he was literally living for the day. You could tell he wasn’t dressing to impress someone, you could see he had respect for himself in all the little details that would usually fall by the wayside. His suit was spotless, his shoes were shined and his face was serene. I don’t know his name or his story, but I do know he gave me hope that there are good kids out there who still respect the ways of tradition and find meaning in the world around them.
Oprah conspiracy #335
If you are a human with any connection to mass media, then you have heard the news, Oprah is quitting her show. Whoopie doo. But here is my issue…
For the last season or so Oprah has been doing “live” shows from Chicago on Fridays. She has preached over and over that the shows are live and there is no rehearsal. I call bullsh!t. I was watching something on Friday morning when a news update from the local station started. And what did I see? A tape of Oprah saying goodbye. At first you may say, well she IS in syndication so somewhere she was already on TV and announced it. UM…if it is a live show (at 4 on the East coast) how did a clip of her LIVE announcement make it on the news at 12ish? It doesn’t make sense. It couldn’t have leaked because the Friday show is never taped…right Oprah?
All I’m saying is, who cares if your show is live or taped…people will still watch it. And why make such a teary goodbye? Your studio isn’t being foreclosed upon, Steadman has not left you for Tyra (yet) and Gayle…she’s your own personal cockroach that just never goes away. Oh right my point…Miss Oprah, you are leaving THIS show because you are BUYING YOUR OWN NETWORK and will have one if not multiple shows on that station. So tell me how you are sad about this. My sneaking suspicion is that the tears weren’t “Oh no my show is over” but really “I can’t believe how much MORE money I am going to make…watch this MARTHA muhahaha!!” I like Oprah (we go out for Chinese on the weekends in her jet…and in my dreams) and she is an entertainer awesome host darn good talker and there will be a gaping hole when she does finally close the Harpo studios stage in 2011, I’m just scared to see who is going to take over?! Say it ain’t so Dr. Phil…say it ain’t so!
To blog it or not to blog it…
I bet you thought I was going to start off with “that is the question!” HA, I’m not as predictable as you thought I was!!! (I had to reallllly resist doing it) Anyway…
So lately I have been a slacker in my bloggitude. It could be assumed that I was off on an extravagant vacation, working infinite hours or that I lost power. Alas, none of those would be the truth. In fact, I have been at home, unemployed, spending alot of time on Facebook….but who doesn’t. The truth of the matter is that all of a sudden I am extremely picky on my entries. I think of a good handful of entries every day but when I go to write type them I just don’t want to write something that will waste your time. Yes…for those fleeting seconds when I have an empty blog post open with the cursor blinking in a very mocking fashion I actually think that I am enhancing your day with my verbiage. Well, it’s either that or I have been to ADD lately to….SQUIRREL!
Uh right where was I. So I vow to you, my loyal reader (thanks Mr. guest), that I will no longer let my blogging ego be puffed up when the views go above 7 and that no matter how inane my thinking, I shall persevere and blog on.
(I would love to say that it’s the wine talking, but I can’t say that for another 20 minutes) ; )
Medford at its finest!
Bad spelling strikes again!
I have lived in Medford my entire life, and for years and years I have driven past this sign. Not until about 3 weeks ago did I think I was seeing things. I was a passenger in the moving car and I glanced up for some reason. It took a second to sink in but eventually I said “I swear that sign said Olny” but I shrugged it off and just chalked it up to momentary aixelsyd. Well I’ll be darned when I drove past it again and to my shock, I was right.
Now this is on the side of a main road where thousands pass it every week, I am hoping that I am not the only one that noticed this (did Dave Dwyer?) in the last couple of years! It certainly says a lot for the education of those who install the signs every day…talking about aixelsyd!
Another sad Halloween realization
So here’s a sad realization that I can share with those of you that are over 12.
On Friday I dressed as Alice in Wonderland to give out candy to trick or treaters at the USO in Boston. It was a very recognizable costume, or so I thought. Who wouldn’t know the blonde haired, blue dress and white tights wearing, lost bunny carrying, maryjane shoed character from one of the most famous tales of all time by Lewis Carol?? Boys have a get out of jail free card, but I was convinced little girls would “get me.” Boy was I wrong. Out of about 75 kids under the age of 10, only a handful greeted me by “name” and MANY more actually asked “What are you?” ! First, I was a little offended by the What instead of Who in their question, but I’ll let it slide.
Then came in a Coastie with his daughter and HE (30+ years of age) said “Hi Snow White!” Stupid boys! And when I corrected him, he pointed out that his daughter only watches Dora…”how was [he] supposed to know?” Seriously!? It saddens me to think of all the great stories I was read to as a kid that are no longer shared with the newer generations. Now, unless something is bilingual, animated and has a catchy theme song, it isn’t worth a child’s time. Maybe I should go drown myself in the leftover Halloween candy….sugar coma will make it all better!
So I leave you, with a little advice from Alice…
Alice: Better read it first, for if one drinks much from a bottle marked “Poison”, it’s almost certain to disagree with one sooner or later.
