Trajectory

Politics: What not to do #6

Apparently "don't talk with your mouth full" needs an addendum. Don't refuse to answer questions from the press because you're too busy eating a cookie. 

 

Turkey time

I believe in karma. What goes around comes around, so it makes sense to pay it forward.

There's this guy from the improv troupe who I added as a facebook friend last week- not so much because we're friends but we're now at the point where we're well enough acquainted (read: recognize each other's faces and have mutual friends) to be facebook friends.

This morning, his status read "I need a family for Thanksgiving :-/" Without even thinking about it, I called my mom to ask if we could bring him to my brother's house for lunch. She said yes, so I called a few other improv kids trying to find the guy's phone number. I called him at 10, and he works at night and had just gone to bed at 8, so it's a miracle he picked up the phone. He was at my apartment 45 minutes later and we headed north to pick up my mom and go to my brother's place.

What can I say? I have a soft spot in my heart for improv kids. Although we barely knew each other, this guy got to meet my entire family, eat fried turkey, and play football with my little cousins instead of sitting home alone waiting for his next shift to start. And we had three hours in the car to get to know each other a bit better.

On a separate note, this is how I eat turkey:

We don't stand on ceremony, and it's more fun to pick at the carcass than to eat actual slices of meat. The guy grabbed a bone and started gnawing on it too, so I'm pretty sure we're now cousins or something.

Rise in violent crime explained

 

Quotable Quotes

From one of my dearest friends:

In traffic: "Go ahead, I'm a nice person. Get your bitch ass in there and MOVE."

On why she didn't ask her IT ex to help her with her computer: "Uh, because you're a clingy bastard. I don't want you falling in love again because then I'll have to put up with you!"

Blink and you'll miss it

 

The problem with me is...

that I haven't learned how to get past my embarrassment.

I really think that's at the root of everything. I tried karaoke last night for the first time and was so caught up in wanting everything to be perfect that I was a nervous wreck before AND after my song. It might be the same thing that's holding me back in improv. 

I'll come back to this in a bit

Commentary to follow.

 

They had faces then

I'm not sure who said it first, but they were right. I'm so sick of seeing actresses who look like everyone else and all of these 20-something blonde reality stars. I honestly can't tell any of them apart and it's as if they strive to look like each other. Why? There are so many different forms of beauty.

 

T minus 15 days

You remember that bootcamp thing I started Monday? Well, my arms felt really sore this afternoon so I decided to break out the measuring tape. I've lost 1.5 inches from my upper arms since Monday. As in, four days ago. For real. I KNOW! I'm not measuring anything else until this coming Monday, but I'm feeling pretty optimistic.

As for the two other missions- I had an interview on Tuesday, a networking event yesterday, and got a few leads today. Maybe I'll get a part-time gig for the holidays to keep me busy and pay the bills. As for the man issue, I think I'm going to wait until the bootcamp is over and see how I'm feeling then.

The dangers of modern reporting

In addition to my love for political mishaps I also adore media bloopers, particularly the ones that are unintentionally offensive. With the way TV news is presented these days (with split screens and news crawl at the bottom) every once in a while you get a gem like this:

Reporting a car chase and a royal wedding at the same time? Years ago this would have been unfathomable, but these days it's not all together surprising. HOWEVER, considering that Princess Di died in a car accident, it's not a good idea to put "The Next Diana" underneath the car chase box. Just saying.

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