November 30, 2008

Oh, and...

THIS.


SERIOUSLY, WOW. ELIZABETH AND MR. DARCY HAVE A NEW SHELF-MATE. (SORRY FOR THE SHOUTING, IT'S JUST THAT GOOD.)


(Between work, looking for work, Sunday School lessons, holidays, rehearsals, birthdays, visits, funerals, and various other forms of madness, I haven't taken the time to post anything substantive. I wish I could promise I'd do better soon. Sorry. But I'll try! This bonus post is because North and South really is that good, and because I didn't want to leave my post count for the month at 13. It just looks... off.)

Blog Analysis (Very Scientific)

I went here, and tried it out, and this is what it said about this blog:

ISTP - The Mechanics

The independent and problem-solving type. They are especially attuned to the demands of the moment and are masters of responding to challenges that arise spontaneously. They generally prefer to think things out for themselves and often avoid inter-personal conflicts. The Mechanics enjoy working together with other independent and highly skilled people and often like to seek fun and action both in their work and personal life. They enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving race cars or working as policemen and firefighters.



Huh. I hadn't thought of looking for work as a policewoman or firefighter, but I guess I'm open... What do you think?

November 25, 2008

I KNEW IT!

I'd heard from an "industry insider" that Zac Efron wasn't really a good singer at all (please understand, I thought ZE was adorable in Hairspray, but wondered why his was the only name out of the film cast that wasn't included on the soundtrack liner notes) and it's late enough at night right now that I'm stoked to find the truth.

Seriously...

... he's a dancer, singer, and a hottie; and when you see Drew Seeley don't you just go, "Over here, Pacey!" I'm not the only one that thinks so, BTW.



But don't worry, Zac... we'll always have Hairspray! ("Link Larkin 4eva!")


Note: Drew Seeley - 26; Zac Efron - 21.

Advantage: DS

November 21, 2008

Guesting

It's been a while since I've posted (Sidenote: I mentioned participating in NaNoWriMo, where people write a novel and/or 50,000 words in one month [i.e., November] and I didn't do it. I don't have a problem with words [and lots of them] per se, but when it comes to a plot or story idea my brain goes *. . . *. I just found out that some other group is doing NaBloWriMo, where people are supposed to blog every day for a month. *. . .* Could I get my Certificate of Accomplishment retroactively, please?) and I decided that today I would have Scott Adams (creator of Dilbert) as a guest on my blog.


Me: Scott, I'm so pleased to have you here today. I'm a big fan of your work! Being currently out of the corporate rat race, your comic strips don't have quite the same sense of cringe-worthy immediacy that they used to, but hey - they're still funny! Is there anything you're working on right now?

SA: . . .

Me: Um, any new books, maybe?

SA: . . .

Me: Do you have an opinion on the last election?

SA: . . .

Me: How about news on ground-breaking medical procedures?

SA: . . .

Me: Tell me, what's you favorite color?

SA: . . .

Me: OK, well, thanks for stopping by. Oh, I know - have you been to see Twilight yet? What did you think? WAIT, don't answer that! No spoilers! How about some final words of wisdom instead?

SA: "THIS", "THAT", and "THE OTHER".

Me: Perfect.



*** Celebrity voice was impersonated. Much to his everlasting chagrin, Scott Adams has no actual connection to this blog. Neither does Dilbert. (More's the pity.)

November 16, 2008

Coming Out - Of My Foxhole, That Is

In which we shall see: A very long post that carefully rants and raves, the possible destruction of a goodly part of my Facebook friends list, and a hope for something more than what we're getting. (I'm a little nervous, but I'll say it anyway. Gulp.)

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For the last couple of weeks I have had the overwhelming urge to duck and cover. I've never experienced this before in the wake of an election, and I hoped that if I ignored it the feeling would go away. It hasn't. I decided then that the indication was that instead I should "stand up and be counted", and that is my intention here.

In the fallout from the passage of Proposition 8 I have been reading and researching voraciously, and I am astounded at the amount and the level of discussion that has promulgated. (I've been reading posts from lots of very smart people, which is what leads me to the usage of words like "promulgated." Sorry. It will probably happen again.) Currently, my overwhelming urge is to send the entire "gay rights" movement over to stand in a corner until they regain control of themselves. This is probably a condescending response on my part, and I do understand that very real feelings and motivations are involved in what is turning out to be a fairly massive issue. HOWEVER - This is a republic. We are governed by democratic principles. We hold an election, we vote on issues, and majority rules. THIS IS THE WAY IT WORKS. If you don't get what you want from an election, you have several options: one is to continue to participate in the system until the changes you hope for occur, another involves moving to Europe. It is not all right to throw yourself down on the floor, beat your arms and legs, break your toys, and scream at the top of your lungs, all in the hopes that things will turn out the way you wish because you are louder than everyone else.

Listen - the majority of definitions I've found describe "marriage" as a "contract between an man and a woman" etc... "Civil union" is defined as a "contract between two members of the same sex in which both parties have the same benefits, protections, and responsibilities as spouses in a marriage." So, WHAT IS THE PROBLEM? Groups are shouting that their "rights" are being restricted - I say, where do you get the idea that marriage is a right? Are you saying that everyone is entitled to be married, and to have that union recognized not only by the parties involved but by the government and every other individual living in the country as well? My goodness, but some people are feeling awfully self-involved lately! I'm not married, and have never been married - whom should I sue? Whom should I picket and protest? "Marriage" is not guaranteed by any governmental document, and is not listed with any group of rights to which the people of this nation are guaranteed. If anything, marriage is the domain of religion, and only secondarily recommended to governmental purview because it is a long-accepted societal unit and recognized as beneficial to the growth and well-being of the nation. The same cannot be said of same-sex relationships, though in general those relationships are not opposed or restricted by the civil government.

So let me ask - why the extreme desire to be "married"? If you don't believe in God, it doesn't make much sense to argue for a situation designed and originated by God. If you do believe in God, it doesn't make much sense to fight for your "right" to something He has rejected. It appears to me that you are seeking the label of "marriage" so as to be validated in your lifestyle by those around you, not because the word or institution itself actually means that much (see RE: religion, God). Here's the thing - I don't care to validate your lifestyle, anymore than I am concerned with having you validate mine. I will work, laugh, study, play, converse, and cry with you, but I am not interested in having your bedroom activities shoved in my face. Boundaries - look into them, please.

In for a penny, in for a pound - It is my personal belief that homosexuality is a choice. Sexuality as a behavior of any kind is a choice. Urges, inclinations, attractions, etc... may indeed be hormonal, chemical, even genetic - but actions based on those feelings occur by choice. The person you sleep with (or don't) is a matter of decision, not fate or coercion. A person may very well be homosexual by "wiring", if you will, but they are under no compulsion to participate in homosexuality except by conscious decision. I know that this is a simplistic perspective. I also know that we are more than animals being led around by our instincts. The fact that I am a 34-year-old virgin is a matter of choice... believe me, I have had opportunities to alter that status. For various reasons (which are, quite frankly, none of your business) I have not. This doesn't make me better or holier or smarter (well, OK, maybe a little smarter than some) than anyone else, it just means that I have made particular decisions regarding my own sexuality, and I do not need those decisions to be regulated by anyone else.

Did the "gay rights" group really expect the religious sector to suddenly roll over and hide in regards to a principle they have ALWAYS opposed, just because the movement was/is noisy and yells things like "repression", "discrimination", and "hate"? Haven't they been paying any attention to the last 2000 years? Let me repeat - "Marriage" is an institution that has always stood as a union between a man and a womon. There are biological, religious, emotional, philosophical, sociological, and ecological reasons this has always been the case. WE DO NOT KNOW THE LONG-TERM EFFECTS of homosexual relationships on society at large, mainly because every civilization that sanctioned homosexuality has been destroyed. We have no precedence, no prior examples to look at. It should come as no surprise that society at large is extremely leery of making such a huge shift in traditional, tested, accepted morays in favor of something that cannot be judged accurately, but that has looming potential disadvantages to the well-being of future generations and the stability of that societal foundation.

Finally, a word to those who sneer at the "brainwashed sheep" that make up religious congregations - I am opinionated, lucid, occasionally eloquent, educated, and inclined towards study and research. My choice to follow the direction of one I revere as a prophet is just that - my choice. I am not being led around by the nose, and I reject out of hand the assumption that I will do whatever I am told, just because the church says so. How foolish to suppose that just because I support and believe something you do not, I am stupid and robotic. I do not assign such a role to anyone who does not believe the same thing I do, and I would ask for similar courtesy.

Polarizing the issue further by demonizing anyone on either side of the divide is not productive or beneficial. Stop it, all of you/us - grow up, take a deep breath, go wash your hands and face, and come back to the table ready to sit up straight and discuss things like adults. Temper tantrums will not help. Name-calling (from either side) will not help. I may not condone what you do, but I respect your right to choose to do it. I expect that same perspective from you.

November 14, 2008

Explain, Please...

... how it is that to guys my age (say, 29 - 39) I'm still the kind of girl they'd "marry, but not date", while to the much younger crowd (legal, at least) I'm definitely someone the guys would go out with, even if they wouldn't think of permanent hitching. I don't get it - Do guys really change THAT much from one decade to the next? I don't think I behave all that differently with different groups, but maybe I do... Any armchair psychiatrists lurking nearby?

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The family weight-loss competition has everybody running like crazy (yay!) - some people have reported major losses in just the first two weeks, but then some people stocked up on winter clothing, big meals, and a couple of 44-ouncers just before they weighed in, too. I trust things will balance out. I've stayed pretty steady in the past week, going down a pound for each weigh-in (three times a week)... I did donate blood yesterday, so I'll have to work a little harder for the next time! (I resisted a fairly major ice-cream pull tonight, and had a little glow of pride to go with my evening carrots.)

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Employment-wise, things are still shaky... but it looks like I've got a fun temporary job for the next three weeks, and then a (vague) possibility on something that could be really great (maybe) starting after the new year (perhaps). [Note: I'm kinda freaked that we're already back to a time when we can readily refer to things anywhere near the "new year". Brrrrr. OLD.]

November 12, 2008

Things I've Learned from Unemployment

* Staring at the vacuum and using the "power of your mind" will NOT actually make it clean the carpet.

* Checking your email and Facebook every 15 minutes does not encourage people to respond to you faster.

* Season 1 of JAG was pretty good.

* Season 2 of JAG was a little better.

* Season 3 of JAG should be available for pickup from the library shortly.

* David James Elliott (from JAG) is really, really pretty.

* The downstairs neighbor seems to have a good work ethic - at least when it comes to practicing for his audition for American Idol.

* Gray weather and nowhere to be make it difficult to get up in the morning; early afternoon is only slightly easier.

* Approximately half the state is also looking for a job.

* It's depressing when, even with a college degree, you're not actually qualified to do anything (at least, not anything anyone is willing to pay you for). This must be what history majors feel like.

* I wonder what convenience store clerks make.

* Movie soundtracks are fun and a nice way to buy a good mix of music, but they're not terribly valuable when it comes to re-sale.

* Dried "food storage" beans should not be microwaved - it's not dangerous or anything, it just doesn't do much.

* For the first time, I'm reluctant to donate blood - I'm not worried about the needles, but I am painfully aware that I could be selling the plasma instead.

* I'd rather be unemployed in the Bahamas. That way, I'd be jobless with a tan.

November 10, 2008

AI Won't Be Calling

The unemployed 30+-year-old guy who lives with his mother in the apartment below mine is currently BLASTING rock music and bellowing along at the top of his lungs. It's... sad. It's not even "play music loudly and dance around and sing while you clean or cook or just have fun" bellowing, it's "I've really GOT it and I'm going to make it BIG if I can practice enough and be FIERCE enough [OWWW, sorry, that screech was definitely NOT a note that belonged in that song] then I can convince people that shouting really is singing and music-shmusic" bellowing. Seriously, he's still going. He is OBVIOUSLY a DEDICATED ARTIST.

It's painful.

November 08, 2008

Advertising Gem

A sign spotted from the freeway:

"PEOPLE DON'T READ BILLBOARDS
WITH OVER SEVEN WORDS.
CRAP."


Awesome. I wish I'd been able to get a picture.

November 07, 2008

Pick It Up

Heard on a bus:

She: So, where do you work?
He: Checker Auto Parts.
She: Really? I would have thought you worked for the Devil, since I can feel you leading me into temptation!

Score: 9 points for delivery, 7 for originality, 10.5 for crowd response

November 04, 2008

I've De-voted Myself...

... to a weight-loss competition among family members! Woot!

(SO SORRY. But do you know how hard it is to find punny titles on days of national significance, for posts that don't actually include anything THAT momentous? I mean, yeah, I VOTED. Civic duty, *RAY*! Also, I've committed $100 to be put into a family pot - not really an actual "pot", but hey, maybe - that will be handed over to whichever "registered" family member loses the highest percentage of weight in the next four months. I weighed myself today, and let's just say that while I was surprised and appalled at the total, it does give me the motivation and opportunity to WIN should I hit my goal weight!)



That's right. VOTE for ME, to be the BIGGEST Family LOSER!


Huh. That doesn't quite sound right.

November 03, 2008

Memory Lane (I Tripped)



It's a little surprising to me how many of these movies I own. I feel an 80's marathon coming on.

November 02, 2008

Costume-y Goodness

Just in case you were curious, here are my contributions to this year's Halloween Collection of People in Crazy Outfits.


Wednesday I helped out at a friend's elementary school dressed as Professor Trelawney, and then Thursday night I reprised the costume for a performance of "Thriller" in SLC. By Friday, though, I just couldn't handle ratting out my hair like that anymore, so instead...

... I painted a sweatshirt (freehand lettering! Nice, huh?) and poured on the rhinestones (by midnight I had taken off the headband, the necklace, and about three of the bracelets) in honor of the fashionistas at http://www.gofugyourself.com/ (FUNNY STUFF. Terrible pun. Sorry about that.) The picture is at a midnight showing of an experimental theatre piece based on the old German horror film, Nosferatu. It was pretty darn cool.

No, these are not injuries I received on Halloween - I had a blind date on Saturday, and he agreed to dress up for a performance of an old-fashioned style "radio show", based on Frankenstein. It was also pretty cool. No one else was in costume, though, not even the performers. I'm totally lucky the dear boy was such a good sport! (And my grotesque drawn-on sutures probably made people think he wasn't a very good surgeon. Oops!) If we go out again, the theme will be "Mini-Golf" - no costumes required.

November 01, 2008

30 Days Recap

In which we have seen: Shakespeare in high school, me (and a water balloon) in high school, exotic locales, the occasional movie review, back pain, the title of my memoir, speaking in tongues, a poem (and Sarah Palin hair), another poem by some dead guy, a third poem (one about punctuation), wedding hullabaloo, a highly amusing re-imagining of an 80's music video, goals, Xanadu, the end of Romeo and Juliet, theatre is life (and vice versa), a grocery list, some marvelous photos, an argument for Proposition 8, Metropolis, Halloween turtles, Customer Service ettiquette (I've been practicing), something about a safety pin, and a handwriting analysis.

Additionally, this month I: was "downsized" from my job and had my last day Thursday; did NOT catch a bouquet; cut my hair; developed three different Halloween costumes; learned something fabulous about a friend that I am not at liberty to share; actually became (practically) a cougar; got an unexpected fake stage kiss; seriously, wrote poetry; auditioned for a show, was called back, and did not get cast; got a speeding ticket; went to an experimental play/movie; punk'd an actor; attempted to dry up a small lake (OK, pond); hung out with former students; spent some time at the chiropractor's; hit a record 40 posts for one month and my 100th post ever; and listened to barbershop.

Ah, memories.

Watch out for falling turtles...


Cyd


P.S. Honestly, "fake stage kiss"? That's just sad. If you're going to get up the courage to stage kiss somebody (a kiss that is for show and effect, vs. a "real" kiss that is because you actually want to kiss them) just kiss them already. The whole "turning your head to the side and angling your hand to block the sightline so it LOOKS like it could be a real kiss while making sound effects" is SO junior high. I mean, really.