Lazy Without a Cause.

Is it just me or has Hollywood become quite lazy the past few years? There are some really good movies out there. But I feel like most of them are the ones directed or produced by credible actors. The most prominent examples of Hollywood's laziness is August Rush and Awake.

While I do feel August Rush was a magical movies that gives you some strong emotions, it just didn't tie it all up in the end. It left you hanging at the most pivotal point. And I dunno about you but how easy was it to get Felicity into bed...on the roof of a party no less? I mean people have done it in less time and skankier places...I really shouldn't be that judgmental. There are probably a lot of girls who would give it up to Jon Rhys-Meyers in parking lots and dark alleys. (Spoilers, do not continue reading if you haven't seen this movie.) And what a rotten asshole her father was for not telling her the kid was still alive. That was one of the most deceitful things I've ever seen a parent do. But at the end of the movie after all this forward motion, after we are waiting for the entire family to be reunited, we get the parents side-by-side and the kid on stage and then blank. That's it. The end. No wedding pictures. No flash forward to him teaching a music class. None of the magic we had been getting throughout the entire movie. Rudeness right?

And Awake(Starring Hayden Christensen, Jessica Alba, & Terrence Howard) ...Who has seen Awake? It would have been a better movie if _____. Fill in the blank with pretty much anything. For one thing Jessica Alba is so fortunate the lord blessed her with being as Gorgeous as she is. Because if she wasn't as perfectly sculpted she would be out of a job and profession. She might actually have to go to school and learn something. I honestly don't get it though. She was going to acting school for a long time. She's done so many movies. She was mentored by Felicity Huffman for God's sake who played a transvestite pretty damn convincingly. Jessica Alba should know how to act by now! Damn it !!! The only role I ever really liked her in was Dark Angel. And that is almost a fluke, because in that show the character is suppose to be mechanical and dry. I think she just takes herself too seriously, like she's always trying to act, rather than have it come to her naturally. The last time she was believable in a movie was Never Been Kissed, and we know her character had like one line almost, "Nah Uh, I'm Malibu Barbie." Anyway I went off on a tangent. The movie awake. The set up is ok, but I hated it. I don't know about you but I didn't trust Terrence Howard for a second. I still don't know what ladies find sexy about him. It damn sure isn't his hair.(I have a thing about hair) Maybe the eyes...but IDK... he ain't all that. My mother and cousin love him, but I have to get them psychologically check out because...??? You know he does kinda look like my Daddy. Nevermind, let's not go there. Lol. Of course Jessica looked flawless in the movie, she can at least do that right. The other nurse was pretty cute. Hayden I feel could have looked better. The skinnyness wasn't unusual because he had a weak heart. But as rich as he was in the movie his eyebrows did not need to be that bushy. When you have nice masculine eyebrows you can leave them alone. But when they get too bushy, do us all a favor and just trim them, pluck them, do something metrosexual with them. You're in a movie for God's sake. It's going to be shown countless times for the rest of your life. Have somebody hook you the hell up is all I'm saying.

(Spoiler)
So then at the end of the movie when he gets his life saved....what happens? Nothing. We see everybody getting arrested. We hear Terrence narrating the future a little. And sure it was dramatice when he said Awake and Hayden opened his eyes, but that was expected. Duh he was gonna be Awake. But fast forward into the future. Show us him visiting Jessica in jail with his new chick. Show us the money. Show us anything about how the story ties. up. What do you think there will be a sequel? No. Just finish the damn movie. You think it's artsy to just end on that note. We people who paid 9 bucks(At theaters) to see the movie has to fill in the end? I don't know about you, but I was hella pissed.

Point is: FINISH THE DAMN MOVIE. I DON"T CARE IF IT"S LAME OF WHATEVER...JUST FINISH IT. This isn't a book you wrote. It's not something that's going to be critically analyzed by historians. It's a dumb movie that should have just had a complete ending and stopped trying to be so damn dramatic when you have Jessica Alba in there trying to act her way out of a paper bag. Get serious. I don't know why, but I still like miss "Don't Call me Latina." I feel like one day she'll embrace her hispanic roots and it'll make her feel so much more comfortable as an actress, maybe even a person. I know I can't run from being brown, so I just surrender to it. Mostly in my blog or around my friends. I don't consider my work behavior as "White" behavior... just proper. I speak clearly with a higher caliber of vocabulary because I am not on the street. Street talk is best used on the street. It does not translate well to the office when someone says, "Get me ten a dem pay-pa' clips." It's just awky to me.

So that was just my opinion. Thoughts and comments are welcome.

-Doc Mc Valentine.

Morning Thoughts

Random Quote in my head:
"I feel your scented mother whispering her approval to me every day."
-Must Love Dogs

I know a lot of my romantic ideas come from many places but movies the most. It's just because you get the lyrics, the visual and the music. It's a sense overload. A lot of thoughts tend to come from movies about middle aged divorced women, usually layed by Diane Lane. It's quite odd. "He just stopped loving me. And I don't what I did, or what I didn't do. He just stopped." See, right there, we just had an honest moment. That's what Sarah Nolan(Diane Lane) said to Jake(John Cusack) after he shared his theory about being as honest as you can with a person on the first date because you have the least to lose. The movie is pretty incredible, and really good for you if you are going through divorce. There won't be a lot of Jake's(John Cusack) out there for you to find, but maybe a few Bobby's (Dermot Molroney). So when you get the chance and want a quiet romantic comedy...watch Must Love Dogs.

I suppose that's all for now. We'll see how the rest of the day plays out.

Explanation...

So I know the whole poem thing threw you all off. When did I become a poet? I didn't . My poetry sucks, sometimes I make it rhyme. It's always been a little juvenile. That I will attest to. But I just been going through these weird emotions. It's just that I hold a firm believe that everyone comes into your life for a reason. And it's sort of your job to figure out what it means. And when you find evidentiary support via books and whatnot you begin to question harder. Like, at first you thought it was something else, maybe a little sexual and even a little romantical.

But then it wasn't that at all. I mean is BLATANTLY not that after you spend more time with that person. I mean then you get mixed signals and you think, maybe it is that. But you know it really isn't and then you try to put that puzzle piece you had when you first liked them and it doesn't fit anymore. You just can't square it away, because the puzzle's the same, but the piece doesn't fit where it used to. So the question beckons where do you put the puzzle piece now. I guess you have to put it off to the side till you figure out where it actually goes. And don't tell the person this, because then you just sound crazy and in denial. Which might be true too, but you really don't know at this point because you can't figure it out. And then you do stupid things in the meantime to like try to figure it out and it only becomes more complicated. And that's only because you tried to simplify it You can't break emotions down to a science. They're irrational for a reason.

I think when something confuses you this much. You just have to bolt in the other direction. Just run, it'll make sense later, and even if it doesn't, it'll be one of those weird stories you tell people about the time you couldn't figure out what it is you wanted to know about someone. You have to just let some things be unpeggable (or just a plain mystery.)

And I've gotta stop listening to Amy Winehouse...she's making me crazy. Just crazy. I love her, but enough is enough. I am on a Winehouse sabbatical. But I hope she gets better and makes a new Album.

So hopefully I can say my goodbyes and make a clean break? And don't worry I have totally been sleeping. I sound like I'm off my rocker. This is why I know bolting is a great decision.

Sorry that Grey's Anatomy blog ain't coming for a while. Lol, sorry readers. This is what happens when you read free shit. Some of it's good, some of it's my emotional baggage. Which I don't normally have...The only baggage I like is Coach or Louis Vuitton.

XOXO
Dr. McValentine

When the World Changed....

I woke up and the world had changed.
There was no warning, no neon red lights.
It was just different.

I had aged 23 years.
My toys were collecting dust.
There was responsibility sitting on my dresser.

I didn't want to see it, so I worked around it.
I turned on the TV and watched a few cartoons
I dusted off those old toys and shined them like new.
I told myself I didn't have to move forward,
I just needed a little time

I needed time out from the shady night life.
I needed time out from mixed signals.
I needed time out from reality

I could have drank.
I could have smoked.
I could have snorted.
But none of that's me.
Well, except maybe the drinking part.

I just don't see how it all follows.
The rules are different now.
The pace and the problems.
I just want to hold your hand.

Just your hand...

When did you want so much?
All of sudden it's too much
We're through before we began...
and you're gone...
I wake up alone.

I put the toys away.
I shackle on my common sense.
So I've learned not to nap.
It's a temporary relief.

I bide my time cleaning and writing.
But your jacket's there haunting me.
Striped mockery.
I foolishly miss you.
But I'm thankful I didn't foolishly kiss you

My poetry sucks.
So you both have that in common.

Research and (Sexual) Development

I found myself watching the first episode of Sex and the City again. It's a really good introduction into the world of relationships in Manhattan as well all over. It made think I should blog about the relationships in Miami. The landscape of relationships haven't changed much since the end of Sex and the City last aired but I think it's one of those topics that never go out of style. We all make and end new friendships, connections (both physical and emotional) constantly.

I wondered: "What has made dating in Miami so fragmented?" I know a lot of really good people who are single and lot of people who should be single yet are trapped in these abusive relationships. I met a girl today who offered an interesting quote from a Spaniard(Genuinely from Spain). He said that we Americans dance like we're having sex, but the Spaniards actually go home and have sex. I think it's true. Miami is sort of this cesspool where people come to be morally ambiguous. You make out with someone one day, and then ignore them the next. It's sort of this ridiculous rule book that when you don't know...when you find out or see it in action you think you're on an episode of S&tC. The behavior is a far cry from the ideals we all learned( Or should have learned.)

What you have to understand is that this generation is a new wave of things both good and bad. I guess we'll go on this journey and navigate it together.

xoxo
Dr. Valentine.

Holy Shitfaced Batman

So this weekend was jam packed weekend of events and adventures. First up was Friday at Sam's place "By Whole Foods." where I met Kate Todd, who is by the way, fabulous beyond comparison. She's like Karen Walker(From Will & Grace) in a shorter, blonde package. She was ridiculously hilarious and Sam will have to invite her in town more often. I met a lot of interesting people and I could go over all of them. But I am gonna give you the readers digest. Sam has a nice place and a nice group of friends, most of whom I met drunk and if they see me, again, hopefully they had enough to drink to forget me. I ended up staying at a friends and had to do the walk of shame the next day when I got home...wearing the same clothes I wore to go out that night. For shame. I've decided...I really can't be responsible...in the sense of going to bed early, getting up and reading and coffee and all that nonsense...until I'm like 28...I'm on a plan. Besides, I'm a night owl. I do all my best thinking when the sun goes down. That doesn't include when I drink. The rules are you don't drive drunk! Ever. Because it's not as cool as Paris Hilton makes it seem. But other than that...if it's not unreasonably illegal go bananas. Because when you're Thirty-something and are locked into you responsibilities....you're gonna wonder, should I have had more fun when I was in my early twenties and had the world at my feet? And if you go and try to party at thirty, the way you did at twenty, you will lose. Just about every time.

Saturday My Deedee turned 16 so her mom threw this little shindig that was pretty fun. Her friends did the Soulja Boy dance. It was Hood-a-licious. We went to Nick's place before going to D-Tek! It was a fun little social soiree. His place is something out of H&G or something. It was the right color with the right furniture. It was really swanky. It was our last night with Kate before she went back to school. We tired her out I believe. Because she went home early. Anyway, Andrew Stiles( (Whose name I have to say completely, even when I speak to him.) informed me of some imported slang from DC. Everyone has to start using Totes Perf (Which is Totally Perfect.) and Dag. The use of Totes Perf should be obvious. But Dag, is a little harder. In the dictionary it is conventionally used as : an unfashionable or socially conservative person. But in the context of Saturday night it was just used to describe a less than desirable situation or state of being. "No popcorn for the movie? That's so dag." "Oh these polos aren't on sale? Dag. The fabric looks cheap anyway." I suppose you could replace F&*@ with Dag...if you are trying to clean up your vocabulary. Anyway that's it for now. I know it wasn't as exciting as you'd hoped. I would try to be more candid...but you're not ready for it. Lol. I keep all my really juicy stories for in person.

Back to work tomorrow! Last week was the real first week back, but I am hoping this week will be a more normal version of the first week back. One of my Bosses comes back TUESDAY! FInally. I haven't seen her for like a month, and I miss her. And another boss had a baby and I haven't seen her for multiple months. In March our little English Dept should normalize. Thanks for Peter's help we've got a few things done.

Don't worry your pretty little head's My Grey's Anatomy Post is coming soon. This season and the strike just threw me all off.

XOXO (Gossip Girl has me doing this. Hopefully I can stop.)

Valentine

Gossip Girl & Friends

So this weeks episode of Gossip Girl was pretty good. Poor S, people thought she went back to her party girl ways. How dare she think could buy a pregnancy test in private? In Manhattan there are no walls, no corner is private. I'm beginning to love the show in a big way. Cruel Intentions used to be my Bible. I just loved the way Kathryn always got what she wanted. But in the end it was to her own detriment. I like the way Blair tried to remain pure, yet she is so obviously flawed. It's kind of skank her sleeping with two guys in one week. But at least they weren't at the same time. But worry not, Paris Hilton has pretty much covered the market on skank socialite behavior. So she can relax, at least until her next scandal.

Later I got to thinking about friendships and the various kinds. I took along hard look at the friendships I had made over the years. The majority of them have been pretty solid. I feel like I can actually gauge the success rate. The friends I had doubts about have shown their true colors and some of them had to be voted off the island. I think I've narrowed down the best kind of friends. Each one plays a significant role in the evolution of me. But, at the top of the list currently are the fiends who challenge me. They make me think and pick my brain. I truly believe I was meant to meet certain people. My existence would just not be complete. Then there are the ones that feel me and just match unique thought process. I could name names but these people know who they are. Anyway I am on my phone. I will add more and tweak later.

XOXO

Valentine