AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...................

All right there are times when the mind knows it should act rational but it can't. This is one of them. The Patriots lost the Super Bowl. And while I'm frustrated and ready to shake my hand at the fickle gods looking down I know I should realize that in the big picture, it doesn't amount to a hill of beans that the lost. Why? Cause it's more important to realize you should be thankful that a friend's child has the chance to live healthy with a new heart; and that your brother is still here to watch the game with you after 2 plus years of fighting cancer and more; and that even though she drives you crazy you still have a parent kicking around at 86, and that you're around to help a niece get through a crappy day; and that even though you hit a plateau you should be thankful that you lost enough weight that you're not walking around without breathing heavy, and that everything else I should have thought to mention but didn't that you should be grateful for. But you know what. Screw it, for today, and for the foreseeable future screw you. I'm disappointed, cause for a moment I thought you were going to make a good day for everyone around here that's gone through crap. But you didn't. So pick up the pieces and move on. And that's what we'll all do. But in the meantime, "F" it, "GD" it, this sucks !!!

Paranoia can Destroy ya.....

This is my first blog for 2012, and I admit it's been hard to get back to the point of blogging. I decided at best, I can blog every now and then maybe twitter like length entries. The entire full length (whatever that means" blog is just not for me (well at least right now). So what will I write about? Something profound? Nope, just Football. Yes, here it is again, I find myself freaking out because the Patriots are in the playoffs. If they weren't in the playoffs I'd be sad, angry, frustrated. Now that they're in the playoffs I'm sad (oh my god what if they lose), frustrated (oh my god what if they lose to Baltimore.Ray Lewis the murderer can't get back to the Super Bowl), and angry (GDit, everyone is picking Baltimore to win!). I can't get happy and just enjoy the ride because I care too much. Why do I care? I don't know these guys personally, I've never even been to a live football game (though I have toured Gillette a number of times taking Football 101 for three years in a row). Well I guess I just have to say it's a feeling that these are my boys. I know I share them with all of New England and other fans throughout the country and abroad, but for whatever reason, this particular team, just like the Sox of '03 (I know they lost AHHHHHH) feel like mine. From "turf toe Law firm" Benjarvis Green Ellis to Rob "why the hell is he wearing Vrabel's #, and what the hell does he look like?" Ninkovich these players mean something to me. Mickey Mouse hands Gronk "GRONK LIKE Football", Chad "I've only five catches for the entire season" Ochocinco, Wes "crazy eyed" Welker and of course Tom "They will miss me when I'm gone cause I'm so awesome" Brady, they're my boys. I want to make chocolate chip cookies for all of them. I hope they do well, and if they don't I am going to be bitter and sad, and maybe even cry. I admit tears were shed in the '07 team lost in the Super Bowl (I still cannot watch any clip or view any photo of that damn helmet catch). Ahh... So while normal people go about their business this weekend, on Sunday, if you're not doing anything say a wee prayer for the Pats and for me to make it through the game in good spirits and on the winning side!!!

That Fighting Spirit

I have to admit, when you're this ticked off about a play and you're making a billion dollars and married to the richest model on earth, I'm going to love you. Now some will say Brady was a brat for yelling at his young receiver for allowing a Redskins defensive player for undercutting him on the route, but you know what? I am soooooo happy to have and see someone who gives a flying fig about the outcome of a game. Sometimes we all take things for granted. And I know maybe if I had three super bowl rings and it was a forgone conclusion that I would be elected first try into the NFL Hall of Fame, I may have said, "Screw it....our defense blows, I'm taking it easy for the rest of the season". Not Tom Brady. And do I agree with him blaming Underwood for not catching the ball- no I don't. Plain and simple it was a crappy decision to throw the ball, and an even worse pass. But keep that intensity Tommy, the team needs to see you care and that you haven't checked out. And kuddos for Bill O'Brien for yelling back at Brady-he's a player and needs to be coached no matter how many wins he has. I kinda wish I was this intense about anything in my life right now. Well I kinda am, watching football. Here's to the upcoming Post season. I don't think my poor Pats have a chance in hell of making it beyond their bye week, but you know what, Play the hell out of the rest of your schedule and I'll love you even more.

Thankful and Grateful

Last week I went to New York City and got a bit of my soul back watching some wonderful Theater. Hopefully I'll find it in me to talk about all my experiences, but I wanted to take this time before Thanksgiving to say thank you to a certain group of people that through the years, have, without knowing, made life wonderful for me. Who are these wonderful folks? Well easy to guess, actors, stage managers, producers, dancers, set designers and all of the other wonderful and talented folks that make theater happen. From Broadway to small professional to student shows, theater brings me joy and energizes me in a way I guess nothing else ever has. I've shared moments with types of families, individuals and events during centuries I'd never really ever know or be near (unless I had a Tardis that worked!) thanks to the magic of Theater. So on this Holiday, I do thank my family for making me a little crazy, but most of all I want to thank all of those who create those wonderful magic moments on Stage.

There's a huge list of performers I've enjoyed through the years but here are some highlights: Douglas Sills in The Scarlett Pimpernel ,whose pure joy of performing I have never seen matched on stage (well maybe Hugh Jackman this past weekend, but that's another blog); Elaine Paige in Sunset Boulevard who with the 2 1/2 decent songs she had to sing worked a miracle and created one of the most intense, "hair rising up on the back of my neck" moments in musical theater I've ever experienced; Mark Rylance and Martin Shaw respectively in Jerusalem and An Ideal Husband for showing why Brits really do have a monopoly (for the most part) on amazing actors. The set design team and director Nicholas Hytner for creating for me what is the most beautiful and haunting first 10 minutes of a musical theater piece ever with the 1994 revival of Carousel; Janet McTeer and Harriet Walters in Mary Stuart, Robert Cuccioli in Jekyll & Hyde for making trash electrifying, and Hugh Jackman (I'll always get back to Hugh) for making dreck (worse than just trash!) like The Boy from Oz watchable. Ah how can I not mention Patti LuPone in her one woman show and Gypsy; or Brian Stokes Mitchell in Ragtime (for that matter the entire amazing cast of the original production) This just scratches the surface, but you should begin to get the idea, so thank you to all. With it being Thanksgiving, let's make sure to give a little thanks to those that help bring a bit of magic and wonder in our lives! Happy Gobbles everyone!!!

Brit Wit

So I know I know, I haven't posted in a bit, okay, forever. So so sorry. Tons to talk about but I always find it so much easier for me to TALK than to write..but I will continue to try to post. Thanks to wonderful Adam for pushing me along. So today's post, simply: Why I love Brits. I'm not looking for the handsomest man-though if mighty Thor Chris Hemsworth likes older woman, who am I to say nay!-but what I am looking for, and what I do love in men is great wit! And those Brits have it in spades. Plus I really do love the accent..... So here for your viewing pleasure, two wonderful clips from The Trip with Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon (not quite as fun as The Wilde Boys doing Jersey Shore, but you get the idea- and ok technically those boys weren't Brits, they were Americans doing Brit accents, oh whatever....

The Kindness of Strangers........

Every now and then it's nice to be reminded that there are nice people out there. And every now and then it's nice when that reminder comes unexpectedly, like it did for me this Labor Day Holiday. Here's the set up: I'm trying to be good, live healthier (no more sex with guys on subways-I kid-I kid) you know eat better, exercise etc. Well for the past two summers for my weekend exercise I walk around a local pond, Horn Pond. It's nice, busy but not too crazy busy, and it's about 2.25 miles around if you go some of the back routes. Now I've gone from a slow walk, to a brisk walk to a slow jog (I think it's a slow jog!) and I'm trying to add distance as well. It hasn't been fun, and honestly, I don't enjoy it I just do it cause I have to. I have a good friend who fell into running and she loves it. Again, SO NOT ME. So there I was, Monday, exercising cause I should, begging for it to end cause it was muggy and felt like soup outside. I thought I'd walk round twice, but it was so freakin' hot, I started to run just to get it over with. Monday, was fairly busy so I'd gone by a few walkers, have gone by some joggers, and had been blown pass by some runners. About 3/4 way through I'm sweating my arse off, my sunglasses are glued to my eyeballs and I'm telling myself "it's almost over, god when is it going to end!" when to my left a female jogger starts to pass by in the opposite direction I'm going. We catch each others eye, I do the smile (grimace more like it at that point), and she smiles back and says, "Keep going!" all cheery but with a great deal of sympathy kinda sorta like "God, can't believe we're out here, might as well finish what we started." Well thank you miss lady jogger/runner. You made my day and put a real smile on my face. It was the small bit of encouragement that I needed, and I also felt a bit of a connection to someone too. Didn't expect it, didn't ask for it, but it was so nice to receive. It did get me through my jog, and though I didn't wake up today with a greater appreciation for running, jogging or for exercise in general (I'm not even going to begin to talk about the kettle ball routine I did this morning!) I guess I was reminded in a way that my task (to paraphrase the great Bill Belichick) "is what it is". There's no easy way out of exercising, and I may never get faster, better, or learn to enjoy it more, but sometimes you just gotta do it. And every now and then, getting a friendly push from someone can help you make it just a wee bit easier.....So while poor Blanche Dubois tried to depend on the kindness of strangers and got screwed, my experience with my stranger truly was kind. So,thank you!

Just some stuff...

If you want to laugh watch "Legend Quest" on the SyFy channel. (I hate that the SyFy channel felt as if they had to change their name to SyFY from SciFi really, that's gonna bring you in more viewers?). Anyway, "Legend Quest" is like Nickelondeon's "Legend of the Hidden Temple" + "Raiders of the Lost Ark" x Geraldo Rivera's "Mystery of Al Capones Vault"- Anything Michael Woods has hosted on PBS. In other words, you will spend an hour each week, watching someone traipse around the world, searching for historical artifacts that may or may not exist, and here's the kicker finding absolutely NOTHING. You will hear the host, who I swear is sporting a fake Scottish accent, talk excitedly to his female assistant about what they've discovered, which is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. I have honestly never laughed so hard in my life. "Imagine if this was the place that the spear that pierced Jesus was at. It would be a great discovery." But we can't search where we want to because 1) the land's protected 2) it's too delicate to dig 3) Pigs haven't started flying......well you get the idea. I loved watching a few episodes cause I think he's also actually making stuff up and adding things to already existing ledgends. Like Merlin-Everyone knows he's under stone, not in a glass tomb, that's SNOW WHITE...well anyway I encourage you all to check it out. Just to figure out how much money gets spent sending this guy to find again I'll note for you NOTHING!!!!!! PS watch Michael Woods stuff, at least he doesn't have the annoying assistant

Here's some links for fun!


http://www.syfy.com/legendquest/

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uy7grh_BZu8&feature=related

http://www.pbs.org/mythsandheroes/wood.html