It has been a week since my last post and nothing major has happened. I’ve been doing other people’s work again. It’s a bad habit that I really need to work on because it’s not a good thing. I spent all day Sunday doing someone else’s work and I didn’t even complain. I just sucked it up and did it. I need to start complaining. I need to make a big deal about this type of thing because if I don’t then it will always be this way.
Status: Trying not to come down with Cavs fever.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Stop-Loss
I finally got around to watching Stop-Loss. I have wanted to see it since I saw the original trailer but there were always movies I wanted to see more, so I kept putting Stop-Loss on the backburner.
Stop-Loss has to be one of the most underrated movies I have seen. I was surprised by how good it was. I’m not saying that the acting was perfect or the depictions of the situations were 100% accurate or that the script was without a flaw, but I am saying that it was beautiful in that it told the stories of so many different types of soldiers without casting judgment on any of them or taking sides. It didn’t try to paint a rosy picture of every soldier loving the army, but it also didn’t flat out bash the army or the war. It simply told a story about the different ways that people’s lives were changed by the war.
Maybe I read more in to it than I should have because the image of Ryan from the Real World crying after he received the news of his stop-loss papers is still fresh in my mind. I felt so bad for him. He was trying to move forward with his life and he got pulled back.
Status: Wishing there was a way to adequately thank every member of the military for their service.
Stop-Loss has to be one of the most underrated movies I have seen. I was surprised by how good it was. I’m not saying that the acting was perfect or the depictions of the situations were 100% accurate or that the script was without a flaw, but I am saying that it was beautiful in that it told the stories of so many different types of soldiers without casting judgment on any of them or taking sides. It didn’t try to paint a rosy picture of every soldier loving the army, but it also didn’t flat out bash the army or the war. It simply told a story about the different ways that people’s lives were changed by the war.
Maybe I read more in to it than I should have because the image of Ryan from the Real World crying after he received the news of his stop-loss papers is still fresh in my mind. I felt so bad for him. He was trying to move forward with his life and he got pulled back.
Status: Wishing there was a way to adequately thank every member of the military for their service.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Where's the Hype?
I am both excited and scared that the Cavs are the number one team in the NBA. They’ve been one of the most disrespected teams in the NBA this season, and until recently I thought that would carry through to the playoffs, but the commentators seem to be coming around. Now I just have to hope that the Cavs don’t choke. That would be an embarrassment that I could not handle at this point because that would validate all the naysayers. I’m not saying I think the Cavs are the best team in the NBA because I think that title belongs to another team, but I do think the Cavs are far better than most analysts give them credit for being.
Now off of sports. I have another poem to share:
The Pain of Falling
Sometimes I chase down the pain with ragged memories
The kind that have you there for me, then not
Like the time I tripped over your foot
And you almost caught me
But the ground was there instead
Funny how things are
You, the constant source of my pain
And me, the idiot constantly tripping over your foot
You would think I’d learn by now
But I keep waiting
And hoping tomorrow,
Unlike today,
Will be the day you catch me.
Status: Crossing my fingers. Go Cavs!
Now off of sports. I have another poem to share:
The Pain of Falling
Sometimes I chase down the pain with ragged memories
The kind that have you there for me, then not
Like the time I tripped over your foot
And you almost caught me
But the ground was there instead
Funny how things are
You, the constant source of my pain
And me, the idiot constantly tripping over your foot
You would think I’d learn by now
But I keep waiting
And hoping tomorrow,
Unlike today,
Will be the day you catch me.
Status: Crossing my fingers. Go Cavs!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Beautiful Sunshine
The sun decided to come out and warm my world today. It seemed to shine it’s brightness in to every part of my life. I saw it, I felt it, I lived it. I was the walking embodiment of sunshine today. Correction, I am the walking embodiment of sunshine today. A couple of things that normally would have worked my last nerve didn’t even faze me. I had people try to annoy the hell out of me, but fail miserably because I could not be brought down today. I worked harder today than I do on most days, but even that didn’t bother me.
Tomorrow is Good Friday and I know that should mean something to me since I call myself a Christian, but to be honest, it doesn’t. Tomorrow is just another off day in my book. I wonder if that makes me less of a Christian?
Status: Singing happy songs in my head.
Tomorrow is Good Friday and I know that should mean something to me since I call myself a Christian, but to be honest, it doesn’t. Tomorrow is just another off day in my book. I wonder if that makes me less of a Christian?
Status: Singing happy songs in my head.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Josh Hartnett Can't Take Away the Snow
How do you write a story about Josh Hartnett and not include a photograph? That has to be sacrilegious or something because a man that fine should always have his picture included in any article about him. Apparently he was just released from the hospital. I’m a fan, but not a hardcore fan, so I didn’t even know he was in the hospital. I’m happy he’s better though and since there wasn’t a picture with the article I read, I’ve decided to post two pictures here, because Josh Hartnett is a cutie!
On a depressing note: It’s snowing here! Spring has started and we had some really nice weather, but this is Cleveland, where the weather does its own thing. I knew we would have snow again, so I’m not surprised. I’m just disappointed. I guess a part of me was hoping that it was possible for us to make it from the middle of March all the way to next fall without snow. I can be a real idiot sometimes. That was obviously not a realistic hope, yet I still had it.
It’s cold and snowy outside and I feel miserable. I hate snow. Sometimes I wonder why I still live in Cleveland. Living in Cleveland and complaining about snow is like moving to Florida and then complaining about hurricanes. I mean you know what you’re getting.
Status: Wishing my grandparents had chosen a warmer climate when they made their exodus from the south. Why couldn't my parents have met in like Arizona or somewhere?
On a depressing note: It’s snowing here! Spring has started and we had some really nice weather, but this is Cleveland, where the weather does its own thing. I knew we would have snow again, so I’m not surprised. I’m just disappointed. I guess a part of me was hoping that it was possible for us to make it from the middle of March all the way to next fall without snow. I can be a real idiot sometimes. That was obviously not a realistic hope, yet I still had it.
It’s cold and snowy outside and I feel miserable. I hate snow. Sometimes I wonder why I still live in Cleveland. Living in Cleveland and complaining about snow is like moving to Florida and then complaining about hurricanes. I mean you know what you’re getting.
Status: Wishing my grandparents had chosen a warmer climate when they made their exodus from the south. Why couldn't my parents have met in like Arizona or somewhere?
Thursday, April 2, 2009
In Search of Justice
When has justice been served? I think justice is pretty subjective. Some people are fairly cruel in what they consider justice, while others are too soft. I don’t know what truly constitutes justice, but it is clear to me when an injustice has occurred. Let’s say that a person commits a horrible crime but the police can’t prove a crime was committed. Is it fair to harass that person’s friends and family? They didn’t do anything, so why should they be dragged in to the fight?
I’m thinking about this because I saw Tyra today. I had seen the story before on one of the investigative shows. I think it was either Dateline or 48 Hours. Anyway, a woman believed that a man killed her daughter, so she made it her business to make his life a living hell. She constantly put up fliers near his house and his parent’s house and the houses of his other relatives and friends and she even went to his job and handed out fliers. The fliers were looking for her daughter and named the man as a person of interest. Police searched the man’s house I think three times or something like that and found blood but didn’t have enough to prosecute the man. A year ago, the man killed himself and his family blames the woman’s mother for driving the man to it.
Do I know what happened? Obviously I don’t. Do I think he did it? Well, the mother did present a pretty convincing case, but she seems to forget that this is America and people are innocent until proven guilty, but even if a person is guilty, is it fair to punish their family and friends? Do the people in their close circle have to be guilty by association? The man’s ex-wife was on the show and she described the effect her ex-husband’s suicide had on their children. She talked about how her son had a really hard time dealing with it and how he had to be medicated and how one day he finally felt good enough to leave the house. He went for a bike ride past his father’s old home and came back with about 50 fliers that the lady had put up, naming his father as a person of interest. I mean come on. The man was dead. Was it really necessary to continue to put his face and his name on the fliers? The only people left to deal with it were his friends and family, and I don’t care what he did, his eleven year-old son should not have to deal with those fliers on top of losing his father.
I understand that the woman wants to find her daughter’s body and I have no problem with that but I think her behavior has to be addressed. How far should one go when looking for justice? If I believe with all of my heart that someone has committed a crime, am I justified in doing whatever necessary to make that person’s life a living hell until they are brought to justice? And what if the person dies before I feel that justice was carried out, do I have the right to continue to drag their name through the mud?
I can empathize with both sides. If I lost my child, I would want justice for them, but on the other side, if my child was accused of something that they kept telling me they didn’t do, I wouldn’t want someone harassing them either.
Status: Noticing that battle lines look different when you’re on opposing sides.
I’m thinking about this because I saw Tyra today. I had seen the story before on one of the investigative shows. I think it was either Dateline or 48 Hours. Anyway, a woman believed that a man killed her daughter, so she made it her business to make his life a living hell. She constantly put up fliers near his house and his parent’s house and the houses of his other relatives and friends and she even went to his job and handed out fliers. The fliers were looking for her daughter and named the man as a person of interest. Police searched the man’s house I think three times or something like that and found blood but didn’t have enough to prosecute the man. A year ago, the man killed himself and his family blames the woman’s mother for driving the man to it.
Do I know what happened? Obviously I don’t. Do I think he did it? Well, the mother did present a pretty convincing case, but she seems to forget that this is America and people are innocent until proven guilty, but even if a person is guilty, is it fair to punish their family and friends? Do the people in their close circle have to be guilty by association? The man’s ex-wife was on the show and she described the effect her ex-husband’s suicide had on their children. She talked about how her son had a really hard time dealing with it and how he had to be medicated and how one day he finally felt good enough to leave the house. He went for a bike ride past his father’s old home and came back with about 50 fliers that the lady had put up, naming his father as a person of interest. I mean come on. The man was dead. Was it really necessary to continue to put his face and his name on the fliers? The only people left to deal with it were his friends and family, and I don’t care what he did, his eleven year-old son should not have to deal with those fliers on top of losing his father.
I understand that the woman wants to find her daughter’s body and I have no problem with that but I think her behavior has to be addressed. How far should one go when looking for justice? If I believe with all of my heart that someone has committed a crime, am I justified in doing whatever necessary to make that person’s life a living hell until they are brought to justice? And what if the person dies before I feel that justice was carried out, do I have the right to continue to drag their name through the mud?
I can empathize with both sides. If I lost my child, I would want justice for them, but on the other side, if my child was accused of something that they kept telling me they didn’t do, I wouldn’t want someone harassing them either.
Status: Noticing that battle lines look different when you’re on opposing sides.
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