It’s been years since that devastating writer’s strike in Hollywood which resulted in this explosion of reality TV. Yet, here we are three season finales later and that ache is still there. We all know Heroes would still be with us had they not ruined season 2 for us. As I’ve found myself diving back into the TV box-sets I feel like I’m reliving the travesty. Sure these TV on DVDs are a lot cheaper than the other seasons available, but still I feel like I’ve gotten the short in of the stick.
Just about midway into the season it’s gotten juicy and interesting but suddenly it’s like the Coyote ran off the cliff and all this momentum was leading to….disappointment. By the time the writers came off their strike and decided to write for us again it was nearing summer time and the season ended in a quick wrap up. (For a show like Heroes, that was the worst move ever, and for all of us Heroes watchers you know what I mean.) Some of the worst season finales came from this event.
Well it’s nice to know we’ve come a long way and I think since then I’ve become more intigueddddddddd. Let’s make it illegal to ever let these TV writers go on strike again please.
I think I spend more time on twitter than I do on Facebook and I’m just not sure why.I never gave it much thought as to why I tweet. I’ve never tired to sell Twitter to anyone. I’ve never even known what to say to people who don’t tweet (other than ‘What a loser.’ j/k). Anywho, the other day I was doing something and was trying to recall one of things that once it’s at the tip of your tongue it eats you alive until you remember it, and I ended up resorting to my Twitter to find my answer. It wasn’t until then that I realized the many things I’ve come to use twitter for.
•Similar to the way a photo album works, I suppose I use this social media tool to catalogue a series of random thoughts. Most often I believe these thoughts are responses to something I view on TV or some episode of something, I bet there are like a hundred tweets about Heroes alone. Rather than divulging some long story I have these little indicators that gather up some random thought I had at some particular time. I think this form of data collection suits me well because I often have that ADD moment where my brain goes off track and I think of something so peculiar to me and tweet about it.
•Then I also have the social part of this social network that appeals to me. I guess knowing I can tag a friend in my post or tweet something that my friends or “followers” might find amusing inclines me to post my thoughts as well.
•On some occasions I’ll see something online, an interesting article, a funny picture, or something flat out ridiculous that I feel the world should be aware of. Other times real life will have it’s moments I need to share. Like today, I went to Best Buy and this old dude was belting out some Spanish tunes on a karaoke machine in the front of the store. I did a double take and tweeted that, if I hadn’t been in line there would’ve been a picture too.
•Feeds. I think I learn most about what’s going on through my feeds because I follow various news organizations. Sometimes I’ll check the Trending Topics and find out what the daily buzz is. It’s interesting, also, because if I see something going on around town I’ll go onto Twitter via my phone and sometimes @Monitornews or @krgv will post breaking news, then I don’t have to wait for the 10 o’clock news. I think Twitter’s even kind of replaced my need for a newspaper.
•Aside from news I follow a few celebrities, I think about everybody follows @aplusk (Ashton Kutcher) and some interesting design feeds. This one I follow has tutorials posted almost everyday.
•Then there are times where I bookmark things and post them into a tweet so I can read an article later or reference some link when I need it without having to actually save anything. There was this article I read about the Chinese and their misconceptions of sex, it was pretty fascinating and it actually had to do with some research I was doing for a class at the time so I retweeted the link and anytime I needed it, there it was on my twitter posts.
I’m not trying to sell this site but I’ve come to realize my appreciation for Twitter. phbt. I think the multi-use thing it’s got going really comes in handy. Facebook on the other hand is more about self-promotion or what I’m doing while Twitter is a little more real to me. Even if it is just a 140 character limit, it eliminates all that BS and gets you straight to the point.
I remember talking about tsunami’s in that geology class I took three years ago. It’s like little feet tripping over themselves, unable to just get up so it just comes crashing down.
I’m feeling sick again.
I just got better and suddenly I’ve got that cough again. Dang, you’d think I was a serious smoker or something. One more week and I can sulk in sickness, body…Can you give me just a week? Thanks, that’d be real swell. :]
Dec 32010
With three big work days left before the semester ends, I don’t think I can take another dilemma. Epic Fail this week. How did my interview get cut off leaving me with nothing?
tumblr, you’ve crossed the wrong person at the wrong time.
I’ve created a list of people, places and things that pushed the wrong button and you stand mildly close.
I’m not sure who I hate more though, Sketchers or FedEx. Tumblr all you’ve done is erase my long rambling post but FedEx you fed my package to the dogs. Sketchers on the other hand you did contract FedEx to service me and played dumb when I sought your help.
Amazon however, you’ve become the golden child and saved my day. I’ve got to say I love you and your free express shipping and your low prices on the things I need.
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Here’s the short version, the run down if you will.
I order shoes for work, that’ll really help with my injured knee. I’m so excited eagerly anticipating the arrival of this package. Come Thanksgiving morning however, I’m walking to my car and in the corner of my eye I see a shoe. Dang, I haven’t even been properly introduced to these black stallions and my dog had decided they’d make a nice chew toy. She ripped through the box and the box inside that box making it all the way down to the core: my Sketcher Snapdragon Non-Slip work shoes. It’s Thanksgiving and their offices are closed so I have to wait until Monday before anything gets done, but I don’t even have a tracking number or anything to give them because my dog went to town on that shipping label. Luckily, the order slip was in tack and was the only thing too. Upon persistent scanning of the former box I discovered FedEx had been the one to deliver my cargo.
Why is it FedEx delivery guy decided to toss my package over the fence next to the unavoidable dogs? What did I ever do to you?
Monday: It was a constant back and forth between Sketchers and FedEx. FedEx puts a claim through and said they’d send someone the next day to pick up my evidence so that the process would move faster.
Tuesday: nothing. I call FedEx. They give me a number to give Sketchers so they could make things move faster. I call Sketchers. They don’t want me to bother them…”this ain’t our problem.” I call FedEx. Well, “We have to deal with the shippers not you.” Me = :(
Wednesday: nothing. The package pieces still sit at the end of the driveway waiting. I call FedEx. Me:Dude, what the heck is going…Them: Ma’am they’ll call you later.
Thursday: nothing. I gave up calling. I ordered my shoes on Amazon.
I refuse to wait a month for these shoes. They hate it when I say a month when referring to this process, but I ordered two weeks ago, they arrived a week later and it’s been a week of me with dog-eaten shoes, then it will be another week to process and reorder and another week to ship…and that’s best case scenario. How ridiculous is it that I’m the “victim” and I can’t get any help from these guys? I’m aggravated beyond words.
I’m doing my share of research on Black Friday for an article I’m working on and a thought struck me. Is it not ironic that Thanksgiving, the day in which we give thanks for all we have received and blessed to have, precedes Black Friday, the day where we want more and more and will elbow anyone in the face to get it? Yea the idea of Black Friday is to start up your Christmas shopping for others, but I think the reality of it is an opportunity to buy for ourselves. Okay maybe I’m the selfish child here.
The “Dial M For Murder” cast starts off each with rehearsal by stretching and warming up before setting up the set and props.
*The Director kicked me out before I could record the actual rehearsal despite my getting permission by the stage manager. :/ But I did the best I could. Sorry for this being late-I lost my USB for a while.
I feel hungover today. I have this throbbing headache and a hollow feeling stomach. I could not get out of bed this morning, despite the alarm that blasted every 9 minutes for almost 4 hours. Unfortunately, there was no drinking involved in my night.
I blame this horrible feeling on my lack of sleep due in part to my two jobs, one of which holds me hostage from 8 a.m. until 6 a.m. the very next morning every Wednesday; a load of school work that I just can’t keep up with; and a new puppy that yelps at the top of his lungs by the side of my bed at 5:45 a.m. for his breakfast. My sleep deprivation all semester has caught up to me. With the exception of one 16-hour nap I took following one sleepless week at the ACP convention and getting over a massive sickness, I’ve pretty much lived off less than 5 hours of sleep per night.
While normally I might be more thrilled at the thought of Thanksgiving break, it only makes it that much more real to me that the semester is ending soon and I’ve got a mountain of work to do before I can even think of a break. I might just avoid the coma-inducing turkey next Thursday just so I can utilize that extra day for homework and projects I need to be working on.
Hopefully this awful feeling I have today will subside soon and won’t reappear until I’ve actually gotten a shot or two in my system, after the semester of course.
Upon arriving home from a 5-day conference 5 days ago, I’m barely now starting to unpack. My formerly clean room became invaded by luggage, souvenir bags and mounds of dirty laundry once I got home and it’s gotten so bad to where I need to tippy-toe to get to my bed. It had also been quite chaotic for me because I’d lost my remote for the TV in all the mess so for these last few days the TV has either been off or playing DVDs continuously. I have stacks of homework, books, spirals and all sorts junk I haven’t put away yet or organized. I don’t know when I’ll have time to go through everything, it might just sit in the same place for another week.
If it hadn’t been for the need for underwear, I might have acquired the smell of dirty clothes on my clean clothes. It’s been pretty hectic this way. I can’t concentrate in a messy room. I end up falling asleep on a mountain of fresh laundry, which I dumped onto my bed so I would be reminded to fold instead of sitting in a basket for another week. It get’s worse and worse until I find a day to just sweep through my room and get everything cleaned up, organized and not smelling like hotel/airport smelling laundry. I need a maid for a day.
But in reality, it isn’t just a problem when I return home from being out of town, but any time (or is it anytime?) that I’m just really busy. The kicker of it all is I can’t concentrate on my work when I have a mess, but my work is what often caused the mess. I’ve been caught in a vicious cycle. How will I do it when I have children with toys and crayons scattered across the floor?
I strive for organization in a perfectionist sort of way, but I can’t seem to find a system that I can maintain for a clean and chaotic-less room.
