Wednesday, September 19, 2012

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Sunday, June 17, 2012

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Sunday, June 3, 2012

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Are We Addicted to Our Bad Behaviors?

I've been bumping up against the topic of cheating lately and it's getting to the point where I need to formally address the topic in an open forum such as this one. Let me just disclose that I've been single for some time now and I don't have to deal with these issues on a personal level. But I see it in the lives of my friends and the world around me. Because of this I am constantly adding to my personal theory of the ideal relationship (for myself). On the subject of cheating, I've narrowed it down to a few questions that classifies the cheating sitation you may encounter and what you might do to offset cheating or be cheated on.

As one of my friends asked, "Why is it single people think they give such great relationship advice?" The truth is that we have perspective. We're not ruled by the emotional storm that overules logical thought when it comes to relationships. We can make clear-cut decisions about things because we're not so invested that we lose sight of what is best.

The Cheated:


How long have you been in this relationship?
I'm not saying it's any better to be cheated on by someone you've just met, but sting should be a lot less. If someone cheats on you early on that has more to say about them than it does about you. Just let it go and move on. Don't try to salvage that situation. Even if they've said the three magic words, even if you have this crazy intense connection. Unless you can learn to live polygamously, you're not going to be happy in the long run.

But for the people who have been together for years, I know that it takes two people to maintain a relationship, but this excuse for cheating, in my opinion, is weak. An emotional agreement shouldn't be breached in retaliation of what someone has or hasn't done if the other party haven't clearly expressed to them their failure to provide emotionally or otherwise. The more arguments you have, the more you are aware of what's wrong. But if you turn those arguments into clear conversation, then you avoid anyone breaching their end of the bargain. You shouldn't have to destroy your relationships just to get out of them.

What is your level of commitment?
Commitment isn't black and white. Knowing the parameters of your commitment can help avoid confusion. Just because someone is your boyfriend, doesn't mean they know all of what that entails.  Love, honor, and cherish are very broad concepts. Mary and Joseph didn't have the same experience. And there sure as heck didn't have Facebook. People have more access to each other, and that is a good and bad thing. People are less likely to stay in relationships because they often find a seemingly more lucrative offer waiting in the wings.

Now, you can make a specific relationship contract for yourself, but it might just become tedious to upkeep. All the checkoffs and lists will only drive to to penny-pinch loving and that should not be your goal. Open communication is essential, even if it's awkward, even if it hurts. The truth really does set you free. The reason people hold back from speaking up is because they're scared of the other person's reaction. If you express that you are open to criticisms, the other person should let you know. If they don't, it's their fault that they are unhappy. If they do, and you don't address their concerns you have to expect that their will be consequences. They could just learn to live with it, or they could learn to live without it. They could just decide to live without you.

Why did, or why do you think, the cheating occured?
Most cheating is carnal. Somebody gets caught up in physical situation that overtakes logic. Sex is like any other drug. People will seek out new forms if the regular stuff isn't cutting it. Is that your fault? No, some people are hard wired cheaters. The trend is that people of divorced parents (usually from infidelity) tend to be cheaters. I don't use that rule. But I've seen cases where it's so horribly true. Sometimes people try so hard not to become their parents that they mirror them exactly and have the nerve to call themselves a "Hopeless romantic." No, you're totally "romantically hopeless,"  But your partner is changing every day and so are you. The challenge is keeping each other informed of the ways you're changing. If your values and needs are diverging you'll know it. The only way to get this information is to talk about it.

What do you think are the long term affects?
What I've noticed from people who  have been cheated on is their inability to trust new relationships. It's not true in all cases, because I know people who've went on to great relationships after being cheated on. I don't know what the success method is, but I'll check it out and get back to you. But it's my beacon for people being able to trust again. I know it's hard, but it can be done. I've seen it with my own two eyes.

One behavior I have seen perpetuated is people who have been cheated on, now rationalize that they can't be in a serious relationship. And when they are, they have to cheat on the other person before they get cheated on. The rationale behind that was so that just in case they get burned, they wouldn't be the only one in the fire. I still think it's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, but in Miami strange things tend to happen.

Thinking about all those questions helps you clarify what you've been through and how you need to move forward. This following link is for a book that is mostly geared towards women. But men seem to be less vocal about break-ups. We can't all be Noah Calhoun.

Frisky's Break Up Guide

The Cheaters:

Can I learn from my mistake?
Most people won't agree with this, but cheating doesn't make you a bad person. It's just one of those things in life that can happen when you make bad judgments. Bob Marley was a cheater, yet he is one of the most awesome musicians in history. Curiosity is a powerful emotion. Sometimes it kills a cat, and sometimes it gets you to outer space.

If you've cheated or are cheating continually you need to find out the root of the problem. At some point yes you become a horrible person, and then you get low self-esteem. And then you get trapped in this self-fulfilling prophesy of being this bad person. So yea, learn from it and move on.

Can my relationship be salvaged?
Absolutely, given that your partner is willing. People have forgiven worse things.

What do I do if I am tempted to cheat?
Cheating is more of a choice than a disease. It's not like they have a Cheaters Anonymous group.
(And as I said this to myself...I had to google just to double check, and what do you know? There was a group!)http://cheatersanonymous.ca/default.asp. But if you're having deep seated issues this post probably isn't going to fix that. But learn to identify what is making you want to stray. Often times a  new friend can be the cause of relationship strife. When you get excited about someone who shares your interest it can seem confusing. You interactions can become unknowingly inappropriate. It's best just to talk to you partner and find out what they think. Someone you love has the power to be deeply perceptive about your personality. If a new friendship is threatening your current relationship, you might want to rethink the risk. Remember the rule of 80/20 rule. Most relationships will give you 80% of what you want in the long run. That 20% of excitement and newness can lead you astray. So once you've found that 80% don't put it in jeopardy for temptation.



Are there situations where cheating is allowed?
No. Everyone deserves respect. Even if the person you're with is a Grade-A jerk, just break it off. Don't play that dumb game of suspecting someone is cheating, so you do the same. I hate to see that.


So the link below is the reason I started this post way back when. I am still working on it, so let me know what you think.

9 Reasons Why Men Cheat

Monday, March 15, 2010

You're Nobody till Somebody Loves You?

I think whoever wrote those lyrics should be shot at close range with a Remington Bull-Action rifle. Russ Morgan, Larry Stock, and James Cavanaugh. Pick one. One of these men came up with the hook that so greatly haunts us hopeless romantics looking for love in a city filled with earthworms. I'm somebody, and I know somebody else will agree. You're not a big "nothing" till someone else arrives. You shouldn't sit around and wait until someone else comes along and says "Hey, you're worthy of good things."

Everyone in my generation is waiting for their life to start. They're waiting for that good job that makes you smile on your way in the door. They're looking for that personal fulfillment that comes from doing something that they love. And they're looking for that ever elusive feeling of romance, lust, or somewhere in between. Well pardon me if I don't believe falling in love and dying is the end game here. Because I would hope that I accomplish a lot more. They say a good partner is a complement, and I'm just working on the parts that they shall be accompanying when we finally meet.

Anyway, my main point in addressing all this is to just anchor my peers who are weathering the storm of heartache right now. I know seems awful and dreadful and downright cruel at times. But you get through it. As a great Beatle once said, "I get by with a little help from my friends." We're all looking to establish ourselves, finish our degrees, get that promotion. It's a selfish time. We're all nursing old wounds from ancient heartaches. We're not the people we once were, the ones who would give our hearts so freely and expect someone to honor that trust. As Gaga pointed out in the "Telephone video," we can piece it back together but it's always going to have its cracks. We're always going to have faults. We're the sum of our experiences and knowledge. But we must go forth with renewed faith and sometimes fight our past transgressions. We must not forget the past, but use it to make a brighter future. How does a flower blossom if it doesn't learn to let the light in?

You will love again. And you're somebody, because I love you.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Rumors of my death...

I know I've been pretty useless since my stint over the summer. Not much to report on anything. I guess it wasn't so much that I stopped having an opinion on things, I just rarely thought it made any difference to the world if I were to slipstream it here. Well, 2009 is going to have to change all that. Ladies and Gentlemen, I assure you, rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated. 

I will write to my heart's content and ... People will read again. 

N. Valentine
Director of ...you thought I was going to say digivation didn't you? 
Director of Wonderful

Sunday, July 13, 2008

The East Coast Crawl: Washington D.C.

Greetings my McLovers,

It's been an exhausting 12 days buy I am back home in the MIA. I wrote this long entry just for you. Here are the pictures:


You can follow along or read and then look at the pictures. The decision is yours. 

I know it's taking me some time. But I am getting it done slowly but surely. This is the first portion of this blog will of course detail my trip to Washington. The second part will be about New York, which might be shorter because it was only a day or so. And the last, will of course explain certain Facebook albums and give you a little taste of Bean Town.

Possibly everything I have to say about D.C. is in this post. I kept replaying that episode of "Sex and the City" where the Russian says to Carrie, "The world is waiting with breath that is baited." PresSURE right? I genuinely try to blog for me, but realize that other tend to have to read this, so I should make it a little cleaner and more coherent. If you haven't noticed by now, I'm a little random. But I believe it's part of my charm. -deep breath- So here it is. My trip to D.C. in a turtleshell.

Welcome to the real D.C.

I started this journey like any other college student. Armed with wild dreams, some meager savings, and a stark curiosity for the world around me I set out into the east coast and began my spiritual trek. I started off looking for myself and my "stolen identity" and what I found was that and so much more. I found solace in the power of ice cream. I know it sounds very Zen of me, but the truth is, this journey ended the way it started, with my burning desire to get some good cream.

For weeks before my trip I had been yearning for good ice cream. And it wasn't just any ice cream, it's was a very distinct flavor made by two of my favorite men Ben and Jerry (IDK if they're brothers, lovers, whatever. Wikipedia says they're friends, let's just go with that). But Margo Berman (A Professor at FIU and a creative guru I might add) shared all kinds on interesting stories in my Summer A class. For the most part I followed up on them. Imagine things like elephants painting with unbelievable skill. Imagine a cat that can predict death in hospice patients. Think about dolphins that know you're pregnant even before an EPT. And fathom a Gorilla that knows sign language and signed that she wants to have a cub to teach it sign language. Bridging the gap between species? It's possible. That last one might have just been a result of my Berman exposure, but nonetheless all amazing stories of life that people don't know enough about.

One day she tells the class about this ice cream from Ben and Jerry's. She says it's this amazing flavor that encompasses many interesting flavors and it's called "Everything but the..." most likely adopted from the popular saying "Everything but the kitchen sink." So, of course I can't find it in my neighborhood. I checked like five supermarkets and nothing. Nada. ZIP. The situation begins to resemble the theme of wanting the thing you can't have. So I gave up. I had this amazing journey planned across the East Coast, I had to put my quest for cream on hold and I did. Or so I thought.

Washington, D.C.

Raegan International is connected to the metro. which I thought was just brilliant. I ended up by George Washington hospital. You knew that. I'm still kind of upset I couldn't navigate a lick, even with the aid of my fanciPhone, I couldn't even find a Starbucks. But I have a sneaking suspicion that the Starbucks on my map was the one in the hospital and it just kept me running around in circles.

The first thing I noticed about D.C. (This was even before I got there) is that people call it just that: D.C.. If you say just Washington, it's too ambiguous. People tend to think of Seattle (Which is also where my mind goes because I am a "Grey's Anatomy" freak and I have a thing for ferry boats.) But, the second thing to notice is the architecture. It's gorgeous. It's not bright neon colors like the stylish and deco Miami Beach. The buildings are old and all have distinct personalities. I just adore classic and gothic architecture. Even the 7-11 looked like it could have been an Embassy for slirpies.

D.C. is designed for walking. The area surrounding the White House is an intricate web of streets filled with traffic circles. The urban planners were on top of their game when it came to laying out our nation's capital. I think all the roundabouts might be a bit much for Miami drivers, but I enjoy them thoroughly. But they really help merge so many streets and utilize so much more space. I especially enjoy that there are parks in the center of them, usually adorned with fountains memorializing old dead fellows.

I did all my adventuring alone the first day. Andrew had work and I had nothing but time so I spent that time blogging up a storm until I realized I should have been out there exploring. So I packed my bag with all my tourist gear and my Principles of PR book (see I was being responsible) and headed out. I figured I could read a few chapters in the park. Which park you might ask? Pretty much I had my pick. Like I said... Washington has parks galore. I headed over to the White House. As you can see by the many buildings I shot in my album, it was quite a walk on foot, but not impossible.

This is the part where I have to warn you about my photography. It's horrendous when I am traveling alone. I hate looking like a tourist even though I know it's obvious I must be one if I am taking a picture of a random building. That's another thing. My pictures are just so random. I might not get the angle or even the right portion what I am taking a picture of on purpose. I think it adds a little spice to my pictures. I kind of like when they're blurry too. It leaves a little to the imagination. I know it makes for really original photographs. LOL. Which explains in part why I only have shots of the back of the White House. I knew it looked a little funny. I don't think they were letting you out front without an appointment or something of that nature. So continued upward towards the Jefferson Memorial. I think it might have been the most beautiful sight I was fortunate enough to see my entire trip.

I then went to the National Mall which is not as much shopping as you might think. There was actually a Folk Festival which threw me off a little. A lot of tents and weird music. It drove me right into the Smithsonian Museum of National History.

Who knew Washington D.C. would ever interest me as a travel destination? I am really glad I went and saw it for myself. It kind of solidified my dwindling feelings of patriotism. It also made me pray even harder that Obama wins. I think this country could really benefit from a new perspective. Is there anyone that thinks old Caucasian male is an outdated criteria for a president, please raise your hand. Anyway...so no stores at the National Mall, just rocks and now that I check out the layout online. I was suppose to see the Capital Hill. I actually ended up stumbling into the Smithsonian Museum of Nat'l History which was really cute. I know scientists are groaning as they might read this. It was cute? Yes...it was cute. It was dead stuffed animals and rocks. The jewelry was stunning. I didn't get to take enough pictures of them. But, the taxidermic animals there were possibly more lively than the animals at the Zoo. Only up side was that the Zoo and mostly all of the Museums were free. The pizza at the Natural History Museum. -Thumbs up.- It's square and school-lunch style, but awesome. My feet were pretty tired. I mostly took snap shots of a lot of things because I knew that I couldn't outrun a mugger at this point, so a lot of my pictures are on the fly.

The first night I ventured out with Andrew it was quite serendipitous. You never notice how much of life you're missing out on when you drive everywhere. Walking is therapeutic. The night air is thick with excitement. It's Independence eve and I had been assured by Joey that all the real D.C. citizens were somewhere else. Apparently celebrating the Fourth is better for the natives from afar. I suppose I feel that way when everyone comes to Miami for Spring Break. I remind them...It's Spring Break in Miami year-round. We went to this rather narrow bar. The only thing that saved it was the upstairs, which felt more spacious just by design. The stools were posh and contemporary but nothing flashier than you would see in Miami. We have the better Franchise on luxury in Miami. D.C. is rather humble. I think I take for granted that I live in such beauty because the majority of the time it's next to such strife. But I assume that's everywhere you go. Big cities all come with their benefits and dangers.

Andrew was lucky we rounded out the night out at a place with decent music and because we ended up running into some guys from Ball State (Indiana) that we met through my friend Jake at UM. Travis is living in D.C. while Marco was just happened to be visiting the same time I was. Travis reminded me so much of Jake that I felt like he was there. They could seriously be brothers except that Travis has really blonde hair and is compulsively neat. (Which is almost the inverse of Jake.) I met Jim, Sean, and Brett all for the first time. They were all nice down-to-earth guys. One thing that was awkward was that the clubs stop serving alcohol around one. And they even come around to collect your beers. That just blows. It's like Uncle Sam called up the club and reminded everyone they had a curfew. That would not fly in Miami. We ran into an acquaintance Andrew met through a good friend. He was stuck in the city and needed a place to stay. His name was Serge and would you believe it. He was from Kazakhstan. His sister is not number one prostitute, as he had to tell a drunk girl from Nepal on the street. Oh Rita ... you're a bit rude when you're looking for a bathroom. So of course Serge told her to go in the bushes. I'm glad she didn't follow his advice. He gave Andrew and I the impression that he thought Americans hated Russia and their accents. But we assured him that we don't. And then he told us about how his professor told him to come to American and piss on the Capitol building. I thought it was rather amusing he asked us how Patriotic we were before he told us. He was quite a character. He kept us up all night showing us the Kazak-Facebook. He showed us videos of Russian Rappers and this one ridiculous German song that was titled something along the lines of having the sweetest posterior in the world. He also thinks Americans are stupid for swimming in trunks. He of course wears those little speedos. That whole situation explains to me why Europeans have that whole Speedo fetish. They apparently don't have body image issues. Efficiency over fashion. But seriously...you don't need little speedos when you're swimming just for fun. It just goes to show you how different they think. We both think the other looks foolish. And we're both right for different reasons. No, he doesn't wear that lime green onesie like Borat. I know you were thinking it. He went on to tell us some other ridiculous things about his friend who is a pilot and his mom gave him a 50-seater plane as "prize" for his birthday. He also told us his mom buys a new fur coat every winter. And, "What does she do with with old ones?" Andrew asked. He's kind of an environmentalist. We could all do with being a little greener. Well, then Serge said that she cut them up and gave them to the cat. Pause. You read that correctly. She cut up MINK fur coats and gave it to the cat or threw them in the garbage. What? Maybe the plane I could have believed, but the fur coat is a little ridiculous. I'm hoping he just took us for a couple gullible Americans. but he did have a picture of that plan on his Kazak-Facebook.I guess we'll never know unless we visit him in Russia.

The next day we woke up rather late. We went to the Zoo despite the cloudy skies. Lame...just look at the pictures. Not eventful at all. They had a beautiful Panda exhibit...but no Pandas. Well, two cute little Red Pandas. But the money-makers were in a white room with no foliage sleeping. I saw them...on security cameras.

Later that day the Ball State Boys, Andrew and I decided to meet up for cocktails and view the fireworks from the nearest rooftop. Andrew and I had actually ran home through some of the stormy weather. But the guys came over and we made a few drinks. Some of us double fisted. But the excuse was one beer could only fit in two cups. There were to be no bottles on the roof and for good reason. The fireworks were shorter than I expected but they were pretty nonetheless. The boys all sung the Star Spangled banner with some accompanying voices from strangers who provided the marching band noises.

Kramer Books and Afterwards! (Friday Evening & Sunday Morning)
Well before the rain on the 4th and for breakfast on the 6th, I ate at Kramer books. I felt they needed their own paragraph. The food was very tasty. It was moderately priced but excellent service. I ordered the Crab, Tomato & Avocado Salad
jumbo lump crab cake over sliced California avocado & vine-ripened tomatoes w/fresh asparagus red onion, baby greens drizzled w/evoo & balsamic reduction. It was delicious to no end. It made me think of my cousin Alison soo much. She would have really enjoyed it. She and I share an affection to crab. It's mostly her fault I like it so much. Andrew had Chicken-friend steak.... He said it was good. I tasted a bit. It didn't beat my meal. I felt so healthy after I was done eating. But then came dessert. We ordered the Disfuntional Family Sundae which consisted of vanilla ice cream, amaretto-soaked chocolate brownie, hot fudge, nuts & whipped cream topped w/raspberry puree. It was sinful.

And for breakfast on the sixth we were given the waitress from heaven to make up for cafe Napoleon, which will be discussed in a separate paragraph of a not so upbeat nature. But our Waitress I'm gonna name her Claire, because I feel like she was a Claire. She was kind of hungover but she was sharp nonetheless. She even explained to us what Starphonics was, which was mentioned on the menu to hinder those Starbucks addicts and their "Starphonic" talk. Lattes heated to a certain temperature with a dash of orange peel and splice of cinnamon, non-fat, whip cream. That made me laugh. Great menu. I had such an entertaining time at breakfast that I can't even remember what I ate. We were just chatting and the service was seamless. It was a bit pricey but it came with Mamosas and a big orange juice and some fruit. I miss Claire and Kramer Books. We need one down here. Did I mention it was also a bookstore? We shopped around for a bit. The selection was kind of scattered, but they had cute patrons. Andrew chased off after one to no avail. Better luck next time Buster. I also forgot to mention that Sean, Marco, and Andrew decided to get their haircut at a Salon where the receptionist looked like Stewart from Mad TV ("Look what I can do.") had a love-child with one of the Fab Five from Bravo. What was even funnier was that when he came storming out of the back room, Sean thought he was Andrew with an extreme makeover. That was kind of hilarious. That's also where I found that ridiculous photo ad for that gym where you apparently can age you backwards. Isn't it ridiculous. Did you like that Big Ass Sale sign too? Really classy.

http://www.kramers.com/

Napoleon (Saturday Morning)
I got the Michaelangelo omelet. It was rather delicious. I think it had salmon in it. Anyway, besides the fact that our waitress was kind of spacey, she had a twin. Well, they might have not been twins but for this story, we'll name them Mary-Kate and Ashley. And whenever we'd say something to Mary-Kate she'd have to be reminded by Ashley. And boy could Mary-Kate not split a check. She should have just asked in one trip. She made two maybe three if memory serves me correctly. She forgot the spoons for the coffee. She took forever with just about everything. And you'd think she'd be a bit speedier for having two of her. But really I think Ashley was just the hostess. Mary-Kate and Ashley had the same hairstyle and almost the same uniform. I swear they must have been related. Anyway, the food was good. But the service...two thumbs down. I saw other waitresses there that were standing around. So many in Mary-Kate's defense, she looked like she was the only one doing any real work. It was a table of about eight guys. And another thing I forget to mention about D.C. and up north in general. A lot of things are underground. They have basements! Napoleon had a bar downstairs. I mean hopefully the bartender was better at drinks than Mary Kate was a waitressing. But I think it's cool to have a basement. It's not ideal in Miami, mostly because you'd drown in it, but it's a nice surprise about a place that it's more than meets the eye.

http://www.napoleondc.com/

There was a cool bar with a name I can't remember, but it had a nice upstairs that overlooked the downstairs and across the second floor was the DJ booth full of tunes and video equipment. The DJ made some weird mixes, but it got us pumped to dance
I went to another bar that night where the water was $4 and it was from target. I won't give them any play on here. The stupid bartender opened the waters before he told us the price. I think he was kind of deaf. Bars on the roof...kind of lame considering. . And that was when then we went to the lame bar on the roof...and that drove us home.

I think that was all the noteworthy things. I might organize this better in the morning. Metro Zoo...even though you pay, you get your money's worth. The free Zoo in D.C. Nice set up...but you need livelier animals. They were kind of lame. It was a rainy day...but I took the metro all the way out there to see 'em.

Oh and awesomeness, Metro's almost like $2 or less wherever you go. There's something about public transportation that I don't like here in Miami, but enjoy thoroughly in D.C. and Boston. NY's Subway could have been cleaner...but we'll discuss that next time. For now, point out any glaring mistakes. I can't write anymore.

I know I started off talking about ice cream. I bet you thought I forgot the relevance. But I did look in the Safeway grocer and there was no such flavor. It was funny that I remembered to search for it. My feet had actually adapted to all the walking in the city. The last day I spent just packing in the morning and sitting on the futon listening to the hustle and bustle of traffic. The sounds of the city were strange comfort food. I sat there contemplating the intricacies of life. I could imagine what my life would be like there, so close to the heart of the nation. The sirens always going off from the hospital down the street. The beeping, the chatter, the birds early in the morning. It was all very melancholic for the moment.

I walked back and forth to my suitcase, occasionally peering outside of the window onto Massachusetts Ave. Was it poignant I would really be in Massachusetts in a matter of three days? I watched the bums aimlessly roam. I sat back down on the futon and just soaked up the moment. It was the first time I took a moment to recognize the change in myself. I had travelled alone and survived. I felt like I was me for the first time. I wasn't defined by a place or by people. I was somewhat nomadic or as my friend Marc told me, peripatetic. It was just the city and I listening to each other. I memorized that scene in my life the way you would in a movie. Everything in the room was still, but the street was twittering. I was in the eye of the urban storm that is life in Washington. I suppose I'll always remember calm afternoon when I said my silent goodbye to the District of Columbia. There's a piece of my heart in Logan Circle.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

FYI

The National Mall...not a place for shopping. Who knew? And then I stumble into this place. The Smithsonian Museum of Natural History.

El Casa de Blanco

Looks a bit smaller than the pictures. I think Judge Judy has a bigger
property in NY.

Jessica And Sarah

Here is the picture that my blog was giving me hell to put up. It's my
Airport pals Sarah and Jessica. I hope they made it to Peru all right.
I'll keep you posted. They ended up boarding around 5. But Jessica will prolly Facebook me soon.

Searching for my stolen identity

Greetings All,

This is a running thing, so it's not formatted. It might not even be good until I get home, revise and whatnot. But if you're interested in the raw copy, take a look. Comment. Whatever.

I decided this trip could have not come at a better time. It's more so in the middle of the summer and it's fairly warm and all cities are crawling with life, big and small. I realized I could sit at home in Miami and dwell on the fact that someone stole my identity and that my car just decided to give the finger in the middle of the work day. Who knew the damn thing had a computer? But I decided I would proceed with my trip as planned. I knew that I needed this trip more than I realized. I've only been to NY once for four days in 2004. I needed to broaden my horizons as not just a student, but as an individual as well. My family was never really big on traveling. The farthest north I've travelled with them was Daytona and that was when my sister and I were kids. I always found the adventure thrilling, but the trips stopped and so I guess did my ambition for travel. I'm a homebody. It must be genetic.

Trip's Log: Day One. The date is July 2nd 2008. I am sitting at the gate to board my flight in Ft. Laudy International. The people are nice. Air Jamaica's ticketing station was positioned right next to my bag check-in. So it was fairly familiar atmosphere: People hissing their teeth as if it communicated their moods better than words .

Jessica and Sarah


I meet two girls at my terminal: Jessica and Sarah. They were nice so I thought I'd have plane-pals. But it turns out they had flown in from Chicago at 3:00 A.M. Their flight to Lima is laid-over for seven hours. They were going to be there for a while. I was relatively early. It was about 11ish and my flight didn't board until about 1:30ish. It was suppose to board at 12:59 so we could leave 1:29. But there were delays. It made me wonder if they had time enough to refuel. But it worked out because obviously I am still alive. The girls and I have random, intermittent conversation and I find out they are actually going to teach the children of Peru, I believe it was geography and art. They were both adopted themselves and are not entirely fluent in Spanish, but going none-the-less. It made me feel less than excited about my vacations because I was just visiting friends. I wasn't going on some noble excursion to exotic lands to help educate young minds. I spoke with an older gentleman next to me who had been to D.C. before. He and his wife were going to a wake. Was I the only person with selfish interests this summer? Apparently...But I was excited to see all my friends and what they were doing outside of Miami. I believe you don't really know who you re until you extract yourself from your comfort zone. I exchange contact info with the girls and board my flight.

Of course everyone is glued to their cell phones. You start to feel like August Rush in crowded places, finding melody in the strangest accompaniment of sounds.

I am seated in the aisle next to this couple. The boyfriend is immersed in some book. The girlfriend feigns worry about her safety instruction pamphlet which had been stashed in the pocket in front of my seat. I returned it to her and cited I had no such plot to impede her safety should the plane go down. I noticed the air coming out from the tops of the windows. It wasn't just cool air, it looked like mist. It was either really hot in there and the air was so cold it was visible or some other cool explanation. I read my "Hey Whipple: Squeeze this," book and the girl next to me tries to read an environmental magazine before retreating to her laptop for a little "Sense and Sensibility," starring Hugh Grant. I fall a sleep for a bit and wake up, play some music and before I know it, the flight's over. Turns out the couple was on vacation in Key Largo. They helped give me some directions, which I ended up not needing anyway. I got off and walked my heavy luggage to the Metro, bought a ticket, got on the Blue line to Foggy Bottom GWU(George Washington University, I didn't know either. I was like...what the hell is GWU? I thought my friend had texted me a typo.) But I was right. So I get off the station and the George Washington Hospital is right there. Coming up from the Metro was like breathing after nearly five hours of captivity. I identified with how those animals at the zoo must feel. The city was beautiful. The architecture is amazing. The Seven Eleven looked like it had its own loft. I would live in the Seven Eleven building. I searched for a Starbucks for about 10 minutes before saying, "Screw this, I'm taking a taxi." And for $6.50 I was in Georgetown waiting for Drew to get off of work. We took the 20 Minute walk to his place. It's funny how different a place can feel. Your body notices. The sidewalks aren't the same. the streets flow differently. My body and especially my feet were in shock.

Drew's building is nice enough. It's no 5-star Hotel but it was acceptable. My propensity was to clean everything, so I did a little. At home I'm a slob... because it's your home. You know your home, when it's dirty and clean you know. Other places...surprise you. But it's nice. Drew was subleasing from a girl named Amanda. She left a very touching letter with helpful hints about the Garbage disposal and the wireless network. She's studying law from all the books I can see. But new a girl lived here because of the size of the bathroom/closet. It screamed Carrie Bradshaw. It was pretty bare though. But it's nice. Puts me in a very quaint mood. It reminds me of how lucky I have it home. Early 20's. Not so much grandiose living on your own. I'm milking it when I get back home. But it's cute.

So highlights. We went to Jack's for dinner with Drew's friend Joey. It was 1/2 off burger night at Jack's. $3 Margarita's. You know I was on it. I even ordered the mango flavored margarita. Just $1 more..So my first meal was fairly inexpensive. I loved it. I barely finished it, gave my fries away. We went for ice-cream which I opted-out for. I was too full. We walked to Dupont circle and watched the teenage crowd roam the park. This creepy old guy kept strolling by and staring at Joey, so we decided to leave. We went to the supermarket and bought a few incidentals. I bought nectarines. Love them.

This is where I am staying on the map.




Drew and I headed back home. We checked our emails and stuff. And then I looked over at the futon. And this is the good part. If you read this far....this is the reward. I go to open the futon, which is kind of dirty because Drew never really uses it. He says it's too uncomfortable to sit on. So even worse...I have to sleep on it. There are no sheets. He might have told me this. But I am sure I thought he was kidding. So I go to open it up and it doesn't...lay flat all the way. He helps me push it down and there is something strange about the way it sits. The damn thing is leaned all the way over to the left side. Like it literally tips to the left side. I don't know who helped Amanda put this damn thing together, but it was so jank. So of course Drew laid on it to find the sweet-spot. Meaning the farthest I could lean left before rolling down like a hot-dog on a George Foreman grill. I of course stood and steadied one side so he wouldn't go rolling off.

So I am still upset about these sheets and literally about to go out and find a place. I call target at around 10 PM and they say they closed at 9:30. Why they answered the phone, I do not know. So we search the closet and nothing. Andrew's on his bed laughing furiously and I'm not so much mad, but not happy either. I reach under futon and there are the sheets. They must have been new because they were still giving off the fuzz and they smelled like packaging. Thank GOD. I didn't find the extra blanket and pillows until the morning. So we read for a bit and then Drew went to sleep. I tried to maintain equlibrium on my see-saw futon while reading "Slaughter House Five," by Kurt Vonnegut. (Thanks again Alex. Lol. I found your husband's 6th period course card in it. Mr Vassaleo's 8th period Western Civilization. Who's De La Osa?) So that was the day in a really longwinded nutshell.

Anyway...why am I in here writing when I should be out there taking pictures I don't know. Peace. I will clean up this grammar mess later. More pictures, more fun, more tales. Hope you liked the info. Less detail more pictures right? I know, I know. And since my trip is less than a selfless crusade to educate our youth or something else as noteworthy. I plan to do a few social experiments and hoepfully not get robbed. That is my plan.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Be Extraordinary

I had forgotten to post this. Oops. It's my Grey's blog. I didn't have time to read it over, but here it is if you were looking for it.

She was an extraordinary woman, Ellis. Meredith was too busy in her shadow to notice she was better. It's funny how that works out, you live your life so much in fear of others you sometimes forget if you step outside all your worry, your guilt, your inferiority complex and you realize..."I'm just me." And that's just great. I heard a quote the other day that's been ringing in my ear. "Don't try to be a mediocre version of someone else, try to be a an [extraordinary] version of yourself." Meredith had finally found that out for herself. We've seen her from the beginning struggle with issues from both parents. All those issues manifested themselves in her friendships, her work, and especially her love life. She really had a "drown my sorrows," type attitude. Except when she tried water instead of tequila she almost ended it for good. I love the development of her relationship with Cristina. Cristina's really been her anchor and vice versa. Lines like..."Are you in the dark place?" and "Do you want to dance it out?" just remind me of my own weird idiosyncrasies I've developed with friends over the years. Grey's has a natural quality of relating to the human spirit.

But you really came to hear me gush about how happy I am about Meredith and Derek, didn't you? Well...I'm not going to do it. Damn well should have happened by now though. I would have been royally pissed had they not gotten back together. Derek's still so honorable and Meredith is still so extraordinary. She helped him save a life that could potentially lead to more life saving. Well not for the Soldier, the Woman with the Cinderella story or the guy with the Bear attack...but they hopefully have it right now. Besides, I'm sort of over the Meredith and Derek cliff-hanger. They are just going to have to sink into the Happy-Ever-After background and be pillars of the relationship committee. It's going to be work, like everything else in life. But at the end of the day Derek says she can expect him to be there. And weather or not he tries to be, he ends up there. If a wife didn't hold him back, I don't know what made him think that a girlfriend was going to stand a chance. I love that Rose bowed out so gracefully. She didn't miss a beat. I adore her now. Her and Sloan are going to have sex. She deserves a treat. I believe she might be the thing to change him. And HOW awkward would that be between Derek and Mark. I can just see Derek in the elevator all smug, "You just can't resist my leftovers. It's kind sick." Mark: "Come on Derek, Rose is a nice girl. I am trying to change." Derek:"Woman Mark, she's a decent woman. And that means she's all wrong for you." But who knows. I secretly just want Rose to stick around in any capacity. She's genuine I believe and it would make for so much fun. I love especially that Derek kept his honor about him and told her before he did anything serious with Meredith. He really is McDreamy, it's not just the hair. I'm taking notes. I hope to be a McSomething some day.

And how much did you love their patient? She's a very pretty young actress by the name of Jurnee Smollet. You might have seen her in Eve's Bayou, Full House, and maybe even E.R. She hasn't done anything breakout yet, but I think there's potential for her now that she's a bit older. Kinda sucks her boyfriend died. But it was helpful that his death wasn't in vain and they learned something that helped save her.

Yang's got her Mojo Back

Yang's going to be dating soon, and I can't wait to see the comedic situations that will stem from her nervousness about getting back into the dating arena. It's been a tough time at work, so a relationship was the last thing she needed this season. I think she's fully healed from Burke. The sexual history speech was what we needed to hear from her so we could see how she's dealing with being in the exact same place, yet without Burke and without cardio-thoracic surgery. I'm glad the Chief finally put his foot down on Hahn. She seemed to be angry that Yang always had relationships with her mentors. But I just think that Hahn was scared that Yang was secretly better than her, or could easily become that way. She did study under the Doctor who won the Harper Avery.

The Vagina Monologues
Too weird for words. Callie, being a husky girl always gave me a little bit of a lesbian vibe. But like her sexual history gave no indication she wanted to test the waters on the other side. They've sort of eased into it, but I guess it's like when she said that they've been in school so long they're socially awkward and retarded. So maybe this is the equivalent of her experimental College years? Loved the naughty look on Mark's face when Hahn and Callie kissed. Classic expression. Not as good as good as the hotel room one with Addison, you know with the towel and the steam? But good none the less. A good Grey Moment.

Alex...is a Hott Mess.
Need I say more? He's not the under dog, but he sure as hell carries a lot of crap on his shoulders. And he likes to think he can just keep packing more on. But he can't. He should have never gotten with a patient in the first place. Ava/Rebecca has a huge forehead. But it's nice to know she has a medical reason for being so out of control. How unsexy was it when she pissed her pants on the couch? At least she wasn't just a liar. At least she really believed she lost that baby and wasn't just playing possum with our emotions. She needs a haircut...she's lookin' a hott mess also. I like that Izzy cared enough to be there for him. I like that she finally stepped up as a doctor. She's been breaking rules since day one and it's about time she did something hard, and did it right.

By One Point?
I knew there was some catch with George. I kept thinking the test was wrong or something, but to fail by one point? I know people who have been in that situation with the Grammar exam we take at FIU. It sucks. I passed first time... don't mean to toot my own horn...but well...toot toot. But had I failed by one point I might have lost my mind. I love how Lexi says she has a photographic memory. They say that it doesn't exist. But I think it does...I like to think some people have extraordinary gifts. Some people have great voices, faces, bodies, talent...why not memory? I like the possibilities in life. It means we don't have to accept that science is all there is. I'm a Romantic Realist. Believe in the impossible, but not the insane. Like testing you can fly by jumping off a sky scraper? Insane. Maybe trying it out every day for a year on a small, safer scale...might be a little more practical. And if it can't be done...maybe it just wasn't your year. Try again when you're 80. I'm a little out there...I been reading this creativity book. It's called, "A whack on the side of the head." I totally recommend it. It's informational and fun to read. So let's see if Georgie gets his wings. But if he and Lexi are drinking...I hope he doesn't do his rendition of Sexy Back that Yang referred to.

Bailey...is back. She's seen the big picture. God love her. The world will make sense again.

The chief is back at home.

Let's take a mental picture of the near perfection that was the end of this season...and see what develops next season. I'm sure they'll be old flames and new fires to put out. But as long as Derek and Meredith get it right I am happy. A lot of people get to fall in love and get married. But few go through the whirlwind story that took us four seasons to reconcile the personal issues on both sides. When you have the great love story...you have to fight for it. When the people are essentially good, the timing is just right...the universe will lend a hand.

So be extraordinary...Go out into the summer and love harder, live harder, and come back ready with new ideas to improve on the old idea of what love means to you.

Monday, May 19, 2008

You know you love me XOXO...GG's Finale

So how much did you love the ending of Gossip Girl?

For those of you who don't know, Gossip Girl is this Cruel Intentions/O.C. hybrid that the CW put into play this season. While it is only on its first season I see a whole lot of potential.

Why the OC just had to die.
I think the main downfall of the OC was having Mischa Barton as the lead. While we loved how Marissa could never get it together, Mischa seem to resonate that on-set and finally they had to just kill her off. I would have done it too. But I would have got someone hotter than her little sister and then Taylor to replace her. They could have gone so many different ways with that show. I really loved the dynamic between the characters. Sandy Cohen was the coolest dad ever on TV. He surfed for God's sake. There are a lot of offbeat things I miss about the show but I realized it really did start to get crappy. They had this weird thing with Chris Brown for a while and then I just got lost. Taylor just couldn't carry the lead role the way Mischa did. She was pretty enough, but her character was just not as well developed as the rest of the cast.

Chuck Basstard
Just when you think the Basstard has changed, he turns around and reverts to his old way. Thankfully he hadn't been with Blair long enough for it to even matter. It seems she may have a new beau waiting in the wings as we speak. Let's hope she has a good time in Tuscany.

I thought about it being really cute for a second that Double Trouble had finally bonded emotionally, but I knew it wouldn't last. They didn't even wait till the summer was over to prove me right. It was one week of dating and then bam, Chuck was back to his old bastard ways. His father should never give motivational speeches like that. He scared Chuck out of being a decent human being.

Serena and Nate
Who are you kidding? We were all just waiting for this story line to come full circle. Nate and Blair were a cute couple...but Nate and Serena are hotter. I feel like Serena is automatically dumpy and frowny when she's with Dan. Blondes do have more fun, and they have even more together. Man-bangs and Goldielox should have a pretty steamy summer. P.S. Serena needs to take some more acting lessons over the summer. That crying scene with Blair was pitiful a couple episodes back. Her face looked puffy too or was it just me? I loved what Blair said about being sisters and what's you is me. It was right on target. Good friendships are just like that. Even they have a twisted history it doesn't ruin the sentiment for me.

Georgina Sparks
She finally got what was coming to her. It was kind of too easy. But I loved all the great exposure that Michelle Trachtenberg got. She's a pretty good actress and I think she'd just been waiting for her chance to jump back into something more mainstream and popular. Hopefully they'll create a show for her or something. She really grew on me when she became Buffy's kid sister. I heart Dawn. She's really sweet, even thought they had her play a bitch. And as Blair reminded her, there's only room enough for one crazy bitch in town. But in NY...you're only queen of the mountain for so long.

Jenny's Humps
Jenny...is interning for Blair's mom...Interesting development. Could this help her get back at Blair? Will this open all the doors that Jenny's been desperately trying to break down? Who knows...time will tell.

Rufus and Lily
I won't even talk about what a lame cop-out that was. They just shake hands and go about their business like they didn't just have sex the night before her wedding. She's of course going to cheat on her new husband some more... The question is... What will he do in retaliation? Bass senior doesn't look strike me as the forgiving type. '

Last but not least...Dan and Vanessa
If that isn't the most cutest emo indie couple I've ever seen in my life. IDK what is. I want Dan to grow his hair out. He looks way cooler with long hair. It would give him some more street cred. I love how Vanessa's so secure with who she is in the face of all that fortune. That's the way New Yorkers are. They can go from a Ballroom to the Ghetto and still not lose their nerve. If she got nothing else from Nate she at least got a booty call and an SAT score. Get it V. They're gonna make little indie babies. They're gonna make art all night long. And what a cop out...Dan should have slept with Georgina. It wouldn't have mattered because they were really on a break. Damn upstanding gentleman. But it makes me like Dan so much more for being so damn honorable.

Well Gossip Girlers, did I just say that? I mean fans of G.G. I'll see you at the season premiere.

You know you love me. XOXO
Doc. McV

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Desperate Housewives wrap-up

So tell me why Desperate Housewives just pulled a One Tree Hill. For those of you who don't know. This season of One Tree Hil is a flash forward in time for the cast beyond College and somewhere into middle adulthood. Which, should we say for some was right on target with their real ages. Come on, even when we were watching Dawson's Creek, we knew those kids were too grown, and no bodies were that hot was in our high schools. But even so we should be willing to go along with this ride. One Tree Hill has never had the best acting, so I won't go into detail if you're not interested because I haven't been watching as diligently as I should have. After the redhead sank the limo and Dan went to jail I've just been blah with that show. I love that Lucas is a writer, I love that they try to portray writers in a sexy more attractive light. I'm all for it. I think all writers are sexy in their own way. I could go on, but I know what you're here for. The Desperate Housewives scoop.

Now I'll admit I haven't been watching Desperate Housewives as diligently either. But I pick it up every now and then. They've had some crazy stuff go on too, but they have a good formula. And...I just can't get enough Eva Longoria. That hair, the skin tone. She's perfect. I like Marcia Cross too. Actually all the girls have grown on me. I even like the new housewife, Katherine (Dana Delaney). She's finally made her way into the group, ushering out the useless role of Edie. I never really liked Edie. She was one of those useless human beings who was just manipulative, self serving, and not even pretty enough to save face about it. The thing we pull from the other ladies is that though they may do wrong, at the end of the day they are essentially wives, mothers, and caregivers. Edie couldn't even take care of her son. When you have kids...get your shit together. It may be hard, I may not know what it's like. But if you make the decision to have a baby...grow up and take care of it. Don't leave it to anyone else, unless you're giving it up for adoption for people who can really care for it. Single parents included. You can do it alone. We don't all come from ideal homes. Single parents don't get enough credit where its due. I know single parents who bust their hump and do a damn good job. Anyway, I'm off on a tangent.

Let's go over the crazy. How crazy is it that the real Dylan is dead and that she was replaced by a Romanian look-alike. It's crazy, but it makes good tv. Because it's just crazy enough to believe. Besides, with that neighborhood's history of dead babies being buried at the bottom of pools, suicides and frozen husbands in the basement, it's no surprise that Katherine had all those demons in her closet. If you thought they were going to get a normal neighbor, you were wrong. What's funny is that the Gay neighbors are the most normal ones. The strangest problems I've seen them deal with were that shitteous fountain and that crass ice sculpture. Aww you thought the baby Angel was cute? A cupid-like creature at a wedding? How cliche. Bite your tongue off if you liked it. Well...I like swans...Ice swans are cute. I actyally thought the ice castle with the vodka moat was cute. Well, to each his or her own. (That quote is usually so sexist.) Anyway, I want to talk about the future, because apparently it went from the next morning, to a week after, then to five years down the road. It's kind of nuts.

The Solis Family

Why is Gabrielle's kid so chubby? Cute...But Chubby. I'm not saying to be mean...but it's just that we all know Gabrielle Solis. For her to have fat children is like Victoria Beckham wearing something that isn't skin-tight. It's just not natural for her. She was dressed so frumpy. Maybe you thought she had changed, until you saw how upset she was they were messing with her designer clothing. This story lines should be fun. I hope Carlos has his sight back or he has at least learned how to fully deal with his blindness. I'm all for representing everybody in the spectrum of characters. But unless his blindness is serving the story line, they need to correct. I'm a story teller by nature. I need to see it leading somewhere. Because otherwise I'm on the Island with Jack and Kate running from the "The Others," waiting to get rescued. ("Lost" for those who didn't catch on.)

The Scavo's

Whoa...So her kids are in their teens now. I knew when I was watching Tom say goodbye to his little girl that, that story line was hinting towards something more. That girl is going to be hell next season. She will be older, wiser, and even more sinister. But it seems like Lynette already has her hands full with her car-stealing boys. I kind of love it. Those twins have always been trouble. But I like their mischief.
I suppose Lynette's cancer is in remission. She survived five years, so I am excited to see where she goes now.


The Delfino(t)s

Who the hell was Susan kissing? It was not our Mike. I did not go through all that crap with Mike to have her end up with someone else. Homeboy found his stolen son, holding people at gunpoint, getting hit by Orsen with a car, going into a coma, had to fight to win Susan back, then she trekked into the woods to get him back under some crazy ceremony. It's too much shit I done gone through with Mike and Susan. And to see her coming home kissing some other dude. (Namely that Neo Nazi on Grey's,(The Ambulance Rising Above Episode I like to call it) and I think he was also on Queer as Folk.) But there are some burning questions there.

The Van De Kamp's

What is up with Bree's fashion sense? She's gotten darker in her old age. I don't like it. I prefer her sunny and Martha Stewartish. But it's a new direction. Where the hell is that baby she stole for her daughter? I have barely seen it? Is it still alive? Did the daughter come take it back? Did I miss something? Anyway she forgave Orsen...which might be a weird relation to why Mike is gone. But who knows. I want to know.

The Mayfair's

So Dylan went to Paris and now she's engaged. Where is Katherine's husband? Did they leave him out on purpose? Maybe he left her after he found out the truth. We can see she's finally part of the group now. I like that. She's had enough time to get in deep with the girls.

Well wherever the show takes us, I am willing to watch the first three episodes. They have enough time to fill in little details that we might have missed out on. The time gap will be the mystery in itself. There might have been some exciting murders and scandals in between. Because just when you thought you knew everything, the rug is torn right out from under you.

That's my Rapport, stay tuned for that Final Grey's blog.

Doc McV...PEACE

Friday, May 9, 2008

OOC

First off, I must apologize to you. I read the writer's blog and was thoroughly satisfied with their insight, so I kind of blanked when it came to my own assumptions. So I am sorry to keep you in suspense. If you weren't eagerly awaiting this post, hopefully you still enjoy what lies ahead. 

Addy, where art thou?

This episode was a return to form. We had been missing that eclectic mix that Addison brought to Seattle Grace. Let's shake things up, let's throw a few things into the pot. It's no wonder I missed her so much. I forgot how integral to our little fishbowl of doctors. Much like the rest of us, she must be wondering, "What the hell is going on at Seattle Grace Hospital?" She comes back all leggy and fabulous of course, filled with questions, commentary, and great hair. She always looks good. The red really suits her. If ever there were a seminar on how to be a doctor with style, she'd be teaching it. Of course, that's to say real doctors sometimes just don't have the time. But I think it matters not just with doctors, but appearance is of value in every avenue of employment. What you can't fix with surgery, you can surely dress up with the right colors, cuts, and clothing. Style is not a monetary thing anymore. There are affordable stylish opportunities out there people. But I digress. Addison is greeted by our Bailey who I think is one of her closer friends. They have a bond if you don't remember. Addison tried help to save Bailey's favorite patient, who had cystic fibrosis. (The guy from American Pie.) Bailey was there when Addy had Poison Oak on her vajayjay. She is the only one, outside of George that Bailey really finds comfort in. I think it's hardest for Bailey because none of the the other doctors are dealing with a family and kids. Why is that? There are no kids in this reality. Only nieces and other peoples babies. Maybe it's a reflection on our white collar society that are cutting out children all together or delaying them in search of career, fulfillment, love, etc. (I'll explore this theory another time.) But Addy really only has two good girlfriend, Bailey and Callie.

The Happy Couple isn't so happy. The first is a great change is visible in Addison when she actually hugs Meredith. The relationship between her ex-husband and the estranged ex-mistress is still awkward, but it's still warmer than usual. But it's better anything that will form between Rose and Addy. However, I will say that I enjoyed the exchange between them in surgery when Addison put her foot in her mouth about the whole Mer/Der situation. Rose was very forthcoming and she has that Grey personality that could possibly make us like her more, but I'm not sold just yet. Meredith and Addison have a complicated relationship because at first Meredith did nothing wrong, she was the wronged woman. But then by the actual end of Addy's marriage to Derek, Meredith knowingly engaged in an affair because he couldn't stop looking at her, she couldn't breathe with him watching her. Then he kept her panties in his pocket. And we know he deflected when she asked for them by just pulling up his pants and continually asking "What does this mean?" But now we're at a shaky juncture in the Mer/Der saga. McDreamy's building a house. Will he get a new McDog? Will Rose inherit Mer's McLife? Will this cause Meredith to finally step up and fight for what she wants, or will she cower and recoil the way she did when Addison showed up? Keep in mind that Addison, however wrong when she came back, was still Derek's wife. He did the honorable thing, the stupid thing, but honorable none the less. Is it because I'm Asian? Since Burke left, Cristina's been exhibiting Denny syndrome. She has not been as professionally pathetic as Izzy, but she's been doubting herself. It's been manifesting itself in her brash relationship with Hahn. She's become a huge glutton for punishment. She's grasping at straws for any sort of mentorship from Hahn. But what she doesn't know Izzy, the comeback kid

Just when you thought she was down for the count, she saves the game. Granted, she was just in the clinic for the day. You thought she couldn't do that much damage, but she managed to turn it around. The chief did say that a couple people would change their specialty and some even drop out of the program. Maybe Izzy will be a different type of doctor? She's definitely got the chops, it's just she needs the confidence and the instincts. I think when she tries to be too hardcore she forgets her patient care, but when she's all about patient care, she's mediocre in her medicine. She needs to find the balance she needs. That quote from Ghandi that Addison gave her, really kicked her into gear. "Be the change you wish to see in the world." I believe in those words. It's a damn good motto. Can't always live up to it. But hey, we can be idealistic without being perfect. To err is human is also a good one. 

Callie's reciting the Vagina Monologues

So she's chicken only as Margaret Cho would say. If there's fish on the menu, which there clearly is,( Some cardiothoracic fish) Callie's not biting. Not a nibble, not a pinch. I didn't really think Callie was into girls. She's just got that female football player vibe. It's easy to see where one might be confused, but who knows. There might be some exploration there. Television is very Gay this month. First Hahn on Grey's and now Eric and Asher on Gossip Girl(which I will be blogging about later, if you enjoy that show, check back.)

Bailey's home is broken
Just when I thought she was back, she's really broken. She's doing the single mom thing, but she seems to be strong. I know that can only last for so long. She's gonna crack one of these days. She really needs someone. George is, well George. 
I like this little relationship between him and Lexi, but I kind of miss the Izzy/George friendship. I mean just because they are broken up doesn't mean they can't be good friends. I never really thought her "love," for him was genuine. I think it was more confusion and heartache speaking. And on George's par, why shouldn't he have sex with the gorgeous blonde? Even though it wrecked his Vegas marriage. I think it was misguided and we are willing to forget it, but they need to move on. I liked their dynamic. "I'm not your sister!" Remember when they had him buying tampons? I loved that episode. The God of Vanity

He's the same. Exactly the same.
She's having his baby--not!
Quite the cliffhanger. We'll discuss it more, next time.

So I know this blog was too late to beat the new episode but I am posting it anyway. I worked on it, so it's being posted. But the next blog will definitely be done this weekend and beat the next episode. School's pushed me back with a lot of work and reading that I have to do. Stay tuned, stay interested. This thing was almost finished too, which is what kind of makes me mad. So it's a little lackluster.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Side Effects : Grey's Anatomy



[This first part in brackets is all personal filler. You can skip it if you're not interested. It's personal convo.]
[Welcome Back! I know it's been weeks and you've been missing Grey's as much as I have. The break was a much needed for me though. I needed all that time away to really appreciate the work that goes into making such a good show. I hope you all took pause and realized how dry life was without Grey's. I mean, I kept myself busy out there in the real world. My social calendar overfloweth. But as life is winding down it's nice to return to form. I anticipate a very relaxing summer even though I have three classes so far and I am trying to score a fourth. I haven't said much about the situation with my school but I will update that soon when I know more about what is going on. If you don't know what I am talking about, just disregard. I know what you're waiting for: The juice, the gossip, the insight into Grey's I believe that only I can bring.

I entitled this entry Side Effects. I am going to start naming my blogs after songs not just because Shonda does it with Grey's Episodes, but because there's something about the rhythm of writing that I learned from Elizabeth Hanly and Joan Didion. The title is taken from Mariah Carey's new album E=MC2. If you haven't picked up the album yet, check it out. It's not as bad as Mariah's Diva attitude makes it out to be. Even though I think her image is totally over the top and sometimes she tries to be sexy when she doesn't have to, she's still a good artist. It's not as good as Emancipation of Mimi, but seriously who can top that? I played that album dry. It's so etched into memory I only here digital feedback when I play it. Ok, here I go meandering again. Back to the juice.]

The Squeeze: Is she really wretched?

So it's been weeks, five to be exact, that we found out our favorite Attending with the perfect hair, kissed the nurse from community college. (Hey, even Derek said she went to a party school.) She's an imperfect person, she's stated that. But, as much as we're suppose to hate her. She's likable. Like our favorite Grey girl, she's vulnerable. We can see from her outburst in front of Lexi that her feelings for Derek are genuine. But she has to know, when it comes down to the wire, we're in one corner and one corner only. Because whose anatomy is it? It's definitely not Rose's.

I know there are a lot of you naysayers out there who are tired of Meredith toying with Derek's heart. Does he not deserve happiness after his wife cheated on him with his best friend and resident man-candy McSteamy? He does, but not on his terms. Not if I have anything to say about it. He belongs to Meredith. No matter how much he tries to deny it. He knew when he tried to make it work with Addison that what he had with Meredith was life changing. Rose, doesn't make him crazy when he's thinking about his veterinarian touching her with his hands. She doesn't make it impossible to breathe. (It's kind of twisted that you know you love someone by the amount of pain they can put you through by not being with them.) As much as we want the Mer-Der to come to a happy ending, the writers can't just give it to us. It's work. It's gonna be hard. But you know that love is real when it's one of the hardest things you've had to do and you continue to do it. The preview for next week has me hopeful that Addison will talk some sense into Meredith and make her fight for the relationship that everyone knows they both want, even when it hurts, even when it's bad."I think it's better to have someone."

At the end of the day you can expect that Meredith will always love Derek in spite of his wife showing up all "leggy and fabulous", him choosing wrong, and now him kissing nurses. And Derek will always remember the lavender in her hair, that ratty Dartmouth T-shirt, and her atrocious snoring. He loves our little dark and twisty princess and will forever be her knight in shining whatever, regardless. Rose is a nice girl, I won't disparage her. But she's not for Derek. She's not for us. She's too ordinary. No thanks, we're allergic.

The McBrothers

It's true Mark has been waiting a long time to get alone time with Derek. Their relationship has finally mended and he can't get in a word edgewise. He ruined his $300 shoes to visit the site where the McDreamy residence was to be built and was turned down by bother Callie and Erica(Hahn, who finished second in her class to Burke @ John Hopkins.) Even Mark doesn't like Rose. Now when has that ever happened? Mark, not like a woman? Hahn isn't even that cute and he still hits on her.

"Do you know what's better than sex? Anticipation... Anticipation my friend."

This is true and another redeeming quality for Rose. It means at least she hasn't been sleeping around with the other doctors at the hospital. Or it could mean that she did and caught that syphilis that was going around and now she's playing it safe. But it's nice she has morals. Who knows? She's could be a sweet girl. I won't pretend she's not. We don't know enough about her yet. All we know is she isn't Meredith.

The RockStar Contest:

I was really hoping Izzy would win the contest. She's been kind of dumpy lately and quite frankly I'm sick of feeling sorry for her. I see her character constantly growing and then reverting. Just when you think she's got the hang of one aspect she screws up something else. I honestly think she should just become a vet. Her best patient was the deer that she saved in the first episode. She's developed some really bad instincts lately but with that deer she went for it and got it done. Hopefully she can get it together or get the hell out of there. We could bring in another blonde resident. I know people are afraid of cast changes, but sometimes it's a good thing. With the rumors flying around that she doesn't want to be there, and now it's showing in her performance. She should cut her hair shorter. I need to see a change in her physical or otherwise that will redeem her character. She's too much of a people please, too in your face, "pick me, pick me." She's the hottest one, she should be commanding that. She needs to watch a little Gossip Girl. She could learn a thing or two from Jenny.

"There is such a thing as honor."
"It's dog-eat-dog Karev."

I'm liking Karev a little more. He's always been a bit of a screw up. But he says that it doesn't make him an underdog. I like that he keeps pushing through. It's not the size of the dog in the fight. It's the size of the fight in the dog. He messes up, but he keeps going, no big dramatic scenes about how much of a failure he feels like. He's had his balance of successes and failures, but unlike certain blondes he doesn't beat it to death by always commenting about it. I like Karev because his character has been consistent. He's not becoming whiney or ridiculous. But he might just be getting what he unconsciously wanted in the next episode. Because our Jane Doe (Aka Rebecca Pope/Ava/The Face) is pregnant. My guess is it isn't her husbands because why would she travel all the way to the hospital just to tell Alex? In real life Justin Chambers has like six kids. He's no stranger to the role of daddy. I know there has been a lot of press on his stint in rehab, but if you were at home with 6 kids, you'd probably lose your mind too. He needs to be back at work.

Yang is just looking more and more like a kicked puppy each episode. She's doing everything short of wiping Erica Hahn's ass when she poops. It's funny to see her pull back her brash personality. Usually she's brutally honest and unfazed by everything. But Erica looks like she really has the power to hurt Cristina's feelings without even trying.

"So you're friend with Dr. Hahn?"
"Erica."

Roach-infested Crap-partment

So as nasty as it was to imagine the interns living in the hospital, how gross was Lexi's & George's crap-partment? They look like they have been living in a crack den. Poor George. Even after Lexi cleaned up and stole all of those items from the hospital, the place still kind of looks like dump. But it was better. And even though George realized how much he complains I didn't even recognize. He has every right to be upset. Even though he's an intern again I barely notice his struggle. He's dealing pretty well.

I have some sneaking suspicion that they are going to come back to his test scores. Somehow the score was wrong and he's repeating a year for no reason. Because if anyone looks like they shouldn't be a real doctor it's Izzy. Somehow their tests got mixed up. I just know it. But that's probably my mind working overtime.

I actually like the chemistry between George and Lexi. I have since the first moment they met. I mean if he can't have the Grey he wanted he might as well settle for the cute younger version. She's equally as tragic, but without all the abandonment issues. I don't know about you but I still feel like she's been dealing with the death of mother way too well. It wouldn't surprise me if that issue doesn't resurface. But they are so busy with other story lines that we might not get to see it.

Bailey in the House

Finally our Mother Hen is back. She's carrying around her baby, running the zoo animals, and doing surgeries with style. She's back. I don't really like to see her struggle. I feel like she is the one person in the show who makes sense. She really tries hard and makes the smarter decisions and is still in the struggle. I know it makes her human, but she's Bailey. It was of course a good pause that she had to adjust to having a baby the way real people have to, but eventually you get the hang of the uncertainty and new routine. I missed her.

Hahn & Torres

These girls have been spending a lot of time together. I actually like their relationship a lot more. Callie seems a lot happier and she was never going to break into the little Rosemary's Babies pack that the other residents have going on. She seems more confident and more comfortably. George is a little on the outside but they still look out for him. Now are Torres and Hahn lovers? I don't know. Erica and Callie both strike me as the kind of women who are strong independent women. Callie always looked a little Drag-queenish to me, but she looks really good this season. And they seem to be making Hahn look a little prettier. Lipstick Lesbians? I don't think so. But I wouldn't rule anything out with the end so near. Rating are going to be important. Callie said herself working in the hospital is like being back in highschool, because these guys have been in school so long their social skills are well, lacking. It's kind of true.

The Bejeweled Pager

She won the lion fight.
I really love that Meredith had found herself something positive to throw herself into. It's of course an obvious ploy to be close to Derek as much as she denies it. It's nice to see her excited about something. I think as much as she's struggled through we can't help but root for her. Sometimes we get fed up and wonder why she acts the way she does. But each time we have hope she'll pull herself out of this lifetime slump because of her abandonment issues. She's used to being disappointed, so it's become really hard for her to accept anything really great in her life. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who almost lost their lunch when the dude who provoked the bear showed how you could see right through his hand. His rebound wife had piece of her scalp hanging off. This episode was definitely messy for a reason. It was one: to boost ratings, two: to reflect the turmoil going on inside of Meredith. I enjoy the therapy sessions on Grey's. When Derek and Addison went to marriage counseling that was classic. Meredith's therapy has been a little different. Love that Nemo fishtank BTW. And doesn't her therapist look a little like her dead stepmom? And why is it everybody has perfect timing at the hospital to show up just when you reveal something embarrassing and private? I think therapy just might help her. Because talking to Yang doesn't seem to really do the trick. She expresses only half of the truth and Yang doesn't offer enough constructive support. Meredith needs a professional.

So if Meredith can get over the side effects of her past with Derek and the twisted family dynamic with her mom and dad, then maybe she can make a new start for herself. She can win Derek back and there could be wedding bells by the end of the season. With the end near by 4 episodes we can expect something good. Last season was pretty big to top. George failed his boards. Burke surprised us by leaving Christina at the alter when we were sure she would be the one to bolt. Callie was named chief resident, which has finally been remedied. George and Izzy slept together. It was a mess last season. I am hopeful that the end of this season will be about rebuilding a little bit of what was in the emotional fire.

That's it for now. Peace, Love, & Grey's.

Related stories: Some extra literature if you're interested. One article talks about the similarities in this episode with some of what went on in "House." If you like both show, that might be of interest.

http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/showtracker/2008/04/greys-anatomy.html

http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20195378,00.html?iid=top25-20080425-%27%27Grey%27s+Anatomy%27%27+recap%3A+Bear+attack%21

And if you live in Canada? Lol.
http://www.thestar.com/entertainment/article/418530

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

My letter to Apple (Hehe)

Greetings Mac Gods. My hard drive recently crashed, taking all the files I had since November 2007. I foolishly thought I wouldn't have to back up at least until a year of ownership. I am wiser now. I really want to watch Stardust again and finish listening to my Differentiate or Die audiobook, as well as all my other purchases.

My paperwork for repair and replacement of the drive should be in your system under XXXX XXXXX Apple ID: XXX@yahoo.com. This situation is too legit to quit. If you can help me replace these files, it would please me immensely. I suppose I will have to unauthorize my dead hard drive? Is that possible/necessary. I mean just with your system because obviously the old drive is dead. I really do love the work you guys do.

And what's up with the clothing line? When is it coming out? I would rock an apple jacket. Let's make it happen. Apple Apparel, you dig? Tell Steve to jump on the bandwagon of apple clothes.

Yours Truly,

Noel
Down and Out without my iTunes Library.