Back to the Boring Board

My life is boring again. Nothing exciting to blog about. No grand stories. Oh well. It's alright for awhile I guess. Sometimes it's ok to flatline for a bit.

Apparently the whale that died in the Gowanus is big news. Poor thing. Somehow this story snuck into the Virginia Tech frenzy. Someone must have slipped up big time. It's awful that the whale had to spend it's last days in Brooklyn of all places. I don't mean this in a bad way but of all places to go. The cess pool that is the Gowanus. Eww. I have a horrible irrational fear of whales. I mean I'm really terrified of them. Whale watching is an activity I would never participate in. Ever. They scare the crap out of me. I guess that's why I didn't pay much attention to it. But all in all, I'm an animal lover so I do feel some sympathy for it.

Something else I forgot to touch on as of late was Kurt Vonnegut's death. I don't know why a bigger deal wasn't made of this. Or am I just living in a bubble? I didn't think I was, I thought I was getting myself back on track and up to date with the news. But what I'm assuming is that the whole Imus frenzy pushed old Kurt to the back burner. Either that or Sanjaya's hair took center stage to the death of an icon. Well I wanted to mention it and pour one out for my homey Kurt. Thanks for making me laugh on various occasions. The cartoon drawings in Breakfast of Champions of beavers and girls underpants is really priceless. For those of you who don't know what that's about, what the hell are you waiting for? Go buy that book TODAY. Time is a wasting.

The weather in New York has finally gotten springy. We went from a monsoon and chilly temps to now sunny skies and 70's. Hooray!!! I'm excited for that, and for being able to wear my sunglasses. It was starting to get Seattle depressing. So I hope I have a good weekend. I'm planning on staying with Heather tomorrow night and catching up with her and Elsa. I'm attaching myself to them like an orphan. Until next time...

This Crazy World

It's official. The world has gone mad. So much insanity in the news lately.

Let's start with this whole Virginia Tech incident. Let me dive right in. A tragedy on so many fronts. I watched Dateline last night, and they paid homage to a few victims. It's tragic. People wake up on a normal morning and go to class like any other day and have to be subjected to some lunatic opening fire. My prayers go out to them and their families. A continuing theme in that people are just stupid. I've been angry and depressed at plenty of moments in my life. It never occurred to me that I should start spraying randoms with bullets. I thought mentally I was a bit off kilter, but not clearly as bad as SOME people.

What gets me about these types is that aren't there ever any signs? I don't know the answer because I don't think I've associated with anyone quite so disturbed. But I would think somehow, somewhere, there would be some signs leading up to this sort of thing. Not that I'm saying it could be prevented. I don't really know what I'm saying. But I know that I feel bad.

On the flip side of that, you get the media frenzy. This is a phenomenon which I cannot stand. Now you are flooded on TV with every single miniscule detail they can find. The situation gets picked apart, put together, and dissected all over again. How many times do we have to go over it? It's torturous. I can't even imagine what that feels like to the families of victims. This will go on for days, or weeks, until we've pieced together every single thing, including when the last time the killer masturbated. It's absurd. It's painful. The media has to stop.

You hear the overly dramatic cries of parents, of school kids all ages, saying "Oh we're never sending our kids to school ever again." And high school seniors saying "I was slated to go to Virginia Tech in the fall. Not anymore. My mom doesn't want me going away to school, period." Let's just put everyone in a bubble. I can't even deal. And all this nonsense is perpetrated by the media who has to constantly have a reaction. I mean for how many days did we watch the Twin Towers burning? I'm not saying people don't want to see. But do we have to see everything? It sort of desensitizes us to any emotion we might have. It's not enough anymore to just get the story. We have to get pieces of it, commentary, public outrage, editorials, all until we've been on such an overload that we can't even care anymore. We should be ashamed.

This brings me to the Imus issue. Which I don't even want to get into some kind of debate about. Let's just blame Imus and use him as our pariah for all that is wrong with race relations in America. I'm not saying if he was right or wrong. But for days on end, once again, we didn't hear the end of it. I don't understand why in this country we walk on eggshells and pretend that racial stereotypes still don't exist. We act like stereotyping is non-existent so that then when someone makes a comment like that we're shocked and appalled and completely dumfounded. Come on people! Let's not pretend what's going on here.

Let's not pretend that the civil rights movement ended with Malcom X and MLK Jr. Yeah, they made it all ok. No more racial profiling, stereotyping, discrimination, etc. It's just like the feminist movement didn't make it all ok for women. We know that sort of discrimination still exists. Who are we trying to fool? And do you think that Al Sharpton in the privacy of his own home doesn't go off on white america? This is just getting absurd. I'd like to go walking around in East New York without my Oasis t-shirt and see how that flies. I'm sure no one would say a word to me.

I'm not supporting one side or the other. I'm just saying that I can't pretend to be that shocked and outraged about it. This is par for the course. I hear worse shit on my corner or on the subway. I realize it's a public forum and how it's different. But as a nation, we have to stop fooling ourselves about what goes on between the races. We like to put up this front and say "Look at us, we're Americans, so progressive, so liberal. Racism? Not here! Discrimination? What's that?" Bullshit. Show me a place where that's true. Everyone in harmony. And if it's not people of color, it's sexual orientation. And we all know where our fearless leader stands on that issue.

Point being I don't need to hear about it anymore!! We are a fucked up nation. People are crazy. They do crazy shit. They say things they shouldn't. These aren't new issues. I'm not saying it's not important but there are more important things. We walk around everyday and live our lives, watch our tv with it's million news reports, listen to our racist radio and we are in the middle of a war people!! A WAR!!! Let's wake up. We have to stop letting the media frenzy control our thoughts and emotions. They will go on about a snowstorm for a week! Do we realize how ridiculous this is getting? At some point we have to shut it off and try to be productive human beings who can have a thought of their own. It's exhausting.

Amen.

Sad Stories

I was just perusing online, something I haven't had much time for lately, and I came across a sad story. There is nothing particular about it other than that is another example of the tragedies that seem to plague us everyday. And a testament to really what a shitty, soulless world we live in.

It's a local story involving Monica Henk, a 26 year old killed in a hit and run motorcylce accident this past Saturday morning on Kent and Flushing in Brooklyn. A reward has been put out to help find the person who ultimately killed her. What I can't seem to wrap my brain around (as in many of these cases) is how a person can be involved in a hit and run. What a shitty thing to do. To totally unhinge a life and just walk away. I hope they wind up finding the person who did this because it is another case of yet again how a young life is taken far too soon. My thoughts and prayers go out to her and her family. It's really a sad situation. You can find out more about her on her ex-husband's website, www.danhenk.com Apparently they were still very close.

This brings me to another sad local story which also happened early Saturday morning. It put Bay Ridge on the map again. It's the story you may have all heard about the woman who gave birth to her baby and put it out in her backyard in a plastic bag and the baby died. This happened in our quiet community of Bay Ridge. The story is so ridiculous because apparently the mother of the child, a 25 year old woman, was a devout Catholic and that is why she did what she did. Her 27 and 29 year old sisters helped her deliver the baby and put it out. The mother then went to the hospital complaining of abdominal pain thinking they could help her without realizing she just gave birth. WHAT?!?!? I mean isn't it obvious that with one look at her, the medical professionals would be able to tell she had just popped out a child? Hello! So in trying to keep with the Catholics and not have a baby out of wedlock, she decided to hide her pregnancy, give birth, and then pretend she was never pregnant at all. Those Catholics, there are excuses for everything including baby killing. And then the family priest said that the child would have a catholic funeral. Well isn't that sooo generous of them. Maybe we can have a good old Catholic public hanging for the idiot mother.

This is sad because you think of all the people out there trying to get pregnant and can't. All the people who want to adopt and have problems. And then you have this moron and two sisters murder a poor child. And we're not talking young kids here. These are women well into their twenties, one of them almost 30. I mean what are you people thinking? I hope they throw the book at her. Ugh. It makes my blood boil.

That's it for the sad stories of the day. I promise there won't be another morbid one like this for a while. It just makes me crazy. Sad and angry all at the same time. The shittiness of life. No one can escape it.

Notes from the sick couch

I wrote this whole brilliant post yesterday and somehow it got deleted into cyber oblivion. I'll try to recreate it but I don't know if I can.

I've been sick again since last week. Really sick. I've determined that my immune system has vanished. I keep getting these throat infections, each one worse than the last. It's so painful. It sucks. I haven't even kissed anyone in ages. There's no rhyme or reason to it. It's just my body revolting against me.

But this time while I was home sick, I got a new treat on daytime TV. It seems that the push to have women stop their periods is over. I didn't see a single birth control pill commerical. In its place is the unholy union between MTV and the new Hilary Swank movie, The Reaping. Have you seen the promo for this movie? Well, let me tell you all about it. The movie, that is, because between MTV's 15 million commercials, I think I pretty much got it.

So we start off with the south...that should say it all right there. Creeeepy. There's some wailing music, a wooden canoe floating through the bayou. Oh but this isn't any old bayou. Its water is replaced with HUMAN BLOOD. And who do you call when you have a river full of blood? Well Hilary Swank of course. She plays some sort of expert on biblical phenomenons. Does this even exist? They cut to her speaking in some sort of auditorium about how all 57 cases she has investigated have had a scientific explanation. But not this one!! It's very reminiscent of Ashley Judd in Kiss the Girls, or something like that.

She is summoned to the south, land of wailing music, canoes, blood filled rivers and guess what else this land beholds? Oh yeah, try cooking an egg down south. Guess what? They're empty!! That's right, the eggs pretty much are just filled with water. No yolk, no slime. Just clear water. Are you getting chills yet?

Apparently it seems that Hil can break the curse by opening some door that leads to a land of swarming bees. And lest us not forget one other horrifying thing in the south: kids ride their bikes. And they ride them in a creepy slow motion sort of way with the wailing music playing in the background. So will I be going to the south anytime soon? No thanks.

I think this was a good synopsis of the movie, don't you? I mean MTV airs about 3 different versions of the promo about 57 million times a day. MTV has got to have something to do with this movie. It's shameless self promotion. I just can't believe that Hilary has sunk so low. It's disappointing.

So it seems the commerical for The Reaping has surpassed the birth control frenzy. But let me pose this to you: why are the eggs empty? I think someone has been showing those chickens the birth control ads. Hmmm ponder that.

So I'm off now to go home and try to get more rest. Peace out!

Pause

I'm pressing pause on the dating scene I think. I've put myself out there a bunch in the last month or so and for what? A big lot of nothing. I gave in and called Mr. Tv on Friday night. I got put to voicemail limbo. That is just so disappointing because I liked him. I might have to lay off for a while.

What sucks about that is that I have two new emails in my match.com mailbox which I cannot open unless I pay $40 for the month. Really? $40 to read an email probably from some ugly dude. What I've come to realize is that the guys I'm attracted to are just never attracted to me.

To follow up my date with the guido, here is the short recap: last saturday night i had a blind triple date. It was my friend, her husband, his friend (my date), husband's brother and his date. It was fun because they were a good group making tasteless jokes. Lots of laughs involved. However my assigned guy was not my type at all. Nice enough guy but he was just guido enough to make me think my friend must think I'm a total guidette. I know I'm from Brooklyn and all but just not my thing. However, husband's brother was cute and he was curious about me and his date was a stick in the mud.

Apparently it was this girl he's been seeing on and off for two years. She was so straight laced, not appreciating any of the jokes. The whole dinner table was laughing and she was looking like she wanted to run for cover. And she did. Mid-dinner she ejected herself from the table, went to the bathroom, and disappeared for a good 20 minutes. Came back looking like she had been hysterically crying.

After dinner, she and I were the last ones out and I asked her "are you ok?" Her response was "I'm too liberal for this" HA HA HA. Because we're all sooo conservative as we're eating dinner at a super gay restaurant in the west village. We moved on to a bar where she began fighting with my friend's husband, saying "life isn't funny!!" Should I have handed her a razorblade then and there? She then stormed out of the door, my only prospect for the night following. Since he was asking about me, I can only hope they call it quits and I can go on another double date, this time with the non-guido. So although it wasn't a love match, it was a fun evening anyway, filled with tons of fireworks.

That's it for my last date. I wonder if I'll go over the edge and pay match.com Is that where desperation kicks in?

Oh and on a final note regarding the axis of evil. They cannot seem to come up with one original plan of their own. Let it just be known that all the places they've gone together have been places we either went or talked about going to. Case in point now: they are traipsing around Italy together. It's all fine but so unoriginal. That is the trip I got my passport for. I would just like to ask that whore how she's enjoying my life. Not that I want it to be my life anymore, cause Hell no. But I wonder what it's like to be so boring.

And also the Hills last night??? Can I hate Spencer more? It's not possible. I want Lauren as my new BFF. She deserves some fun and excitement in her life. Too much time wasted on Heidi Flighty and Skeleton Lips. I literally just got the chills thinking of Spencer. I don't think I can hate someone as much as I hate him and I don't even know the guy.

Let me not forget to mention I Love New York either. The finale last night was ridic. She got proposed to by a mature, sensitive, manly man. Something is wrong with this picture. America has gone mad. I can't even get a guy to call me back and she gets proposed to by a great guy. Alright it's time to go home.