Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Also, the news from Iraq seems to be exceptionally awful as well. I made one donation to the Red Cross, and am looking for good war relief effort organizations in Iraq.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
"He leìdo la revista de ustedes y, què puedo decir, està excelente. Felicitaciones. Me ha gustado mucho. Tiene coherencia, todos los artículos van muy bien con el propòsito de la publicación. Creo que han hecho un muy muy buen trabajo. Hay detalles especìficos en el texto de cada uno, cosas pequeñas (de gramàtica y tambièn deregistro --coloquial/formal, localismos y cosas de ese tipo), pero el conjunto es sinceramente excelente, sencillo, sin pretenciones, coherente. Me sobran elogios."
It's sad. Very sad. Because I've been planning this visit with friends for two months.
We will see what tomorrow brings.
Of interest is that as part of the wedding festivites, I went to the oldest open saloon in the United States in Fernandina Beach, Florida and a couple days later was absently watching IFC, which showed Sunshine State by John Sayles. Two scenes between Edie Falco and Timothy Hutton are filmed in this saloon, just across from where I was sitting, so that was an unexpected bonus.
This week I have been on vacation in New York, but today I am going to Miami for the weekend. Unfortunately, it is looking like there are going to be rain all weekend. It's uncommonly lovely here in the city and I am flying into the eye of a hurricane. Nice. The friend's who I am travelling with are despondant [Edited to say, despondant, I first said desolate], and I've responded to that with invariable cheerfulness and good-naturedness, which is in truth probably really irritating. Denial can be a wonderful thing.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Goal weight: 135
Weigh in 7/23: 143.8
Weigh in 7/30: 143.8
Weigh in 8/6: 142.4
Weigh in 8/15: 143.8
143.8 seems to be my default these days. Nothing much to report except that planning and circumstances overwhelmed more for a great deal of last week. I had a couple exceptional days towards the end, but overall, I did go back to my starting weight. It's possible I could be retaining water, blah, blah blah. I did go jogging, and that is worth noting.
Friday, August 12, 2005
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Whenever I get into a situation like this, where I can't keep up with what people around me are doing, I get transported back to eighth grade gym class, when my survival instinct told me to check out of whatever was going on. There are lots of uncomfortable memories of this, running up to hurdles and stopping and walking over them, walking the cross country course because I got tired, the tumbling unit where we had to do cartwheels in front of everyone, and I just physically could not propel myself over myself on my hands. I don't want to wax too melodramatic over something as hackneyed and clicheed as eighth grade gym, but I think its important to remind myself that I am trying to go about responding to disappointment and frustration differently, by meeting challenges with open arms, rather than throwing in the towel and going home.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
I thought they handled Nate's death in an interesting way, both the circumstance leading up to it and the actual consciousness of death in which he runs into ocean, with his brother and his father watching him. I especially thought it was clever the fact that they presaged it by making him into even more of a dick than he normally is. When he told Brenda he was leaving her, I literally thought to myself, "god, he deserves to die." There is a very satisfying tension to having him fall in love with a Quaker and be so taken by her peace and goodness, that he initiates and series of terribly destructive choices that would have in the end proved disastrous for him and his family. He thinks he is moving forward, never realizing he is continuing in his same self centered pattern of always wanting something different than what he has. When he was with Brenda, he wanted out, when he was with Lisa, he wanted Brenda. When Brenda fell in love with the cute french horn player, he insinuated himself back into her life and then after they get married, he wanted Maggie. I really think the whole last season is about us getting to watch all of those characters continue to make the same mistakes over again, or repeat the mistakes of their parents. This is with the exception of Claire, who has improved markedly after getting away from her art school buddies. As I am writing this, I am realizing there is probably a bit of double entendre in the last conversation between Nate and Brenda. He didn't say he was leaving her for Maggie, he just said he didn't want to continue, so perhaps he knew on some level that he was going to go. I guess one of them had to die after all, since the show seems to be all about the never ending presence of death in life.
Any other Six Feet Under fans? Discuss.