I was crankypants yesterday. And still am a bit today. I have a litany of disappointments and irritations. They are minor and trifling but utterly engrossing me right now.
UPS, my neighbors, the Brooklyn Public Library, the limited utility of a repeater, my inability to make a decision based on incomplete information, how quickly the time passes, how difficult it is to get things done, how expensive travel can be, the dollar/euro exchange rate, and on and on and on.
I think it mostly comes down to having difficulty accepting the imperfection of the world, myself and other people.
The funny thing is, even when things are resolved, I cannot let myself be happy about the resolution and the fact that a problem is solved. I continue to upset myself over the fact that the problem occurred at all. Or I realize that the identified and solved problem is not the only one that needs addressing. Or I discover another problem almost immediately. Or then encounter the same problem again in a slightly different context. Or decide that the problem is indicative of a much larger issue, one that is intrinsic and perhaps impossible to deal with. And then I feel a kind of futility.
When, really, that is a part of what life is. An endless series of problems to be solved, avoided or accepted.
The phrase, "Our problems are over!" is a fantasy. You can say, "This problem is solved." But you have to understand that that is not the end of it. That solution is not going to make all of your problems go away forever.
Fairy Tales end with happily ever after. And movies can too. Perhaps in some cases novels as well. But life, we overcome, we carry on and encounter new obstacles. It's more like a TV series. Every episode has it's own situation, it's own conflict to tackle.
And that is a silly thing to be crankypants about because I am not the only one and this is just the nature of things.
A demonstration:
You: "Why are you unhappy?"
Me: "Because my life is not a fairy tale."
Ridiculous.
And really, how boring would life be without a focus, a goal, a conflict or problem to address. Maybe the challenge is to find what is interesting in the obstacles encountered while seeking out other obstacles associated with goals that are more engaging and / or rewarding.
Which only makes me feel slightly better.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Foreshadowing?
I unpacked my bags today, only to discover that I packed two bottles of Advil.
Hmmmmmm......
Hmmmmmm......
Saturday, April 02, 2011
Rediscoveries and Second Lives
I can pick a single from an album. Back when they used to make albums, I could listen to one and pick out the singles before turning on the radio.
But with TV, I do not have this ability. If I love a show it is very likely to be canceled. My So-Called Life, Felicity, Dawson's Creek, Firefly, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Studio 60.
CBS had this great sitcom, "The Class." Crazy, right? a great sitcom on CBS.
It came out at the same time as "How I Met Your Mother". They were scheduled back to back. CBS canceled it after one season.
The head of this Class was Jesse Tyler Ferguson as Richie Velch. He has amazing physical comedy skills. Amazing.
The rest of the cast was also excellent including: Heather Goldenhersh as Lina Warbler and John Ritter's son Jason Ritter as Ethan Haas, the man who brings them all together in the pilot.
To my utter delight the episodes of "The Class" can be found on youtube.
Dear CBS, you were the shortsighted corporate dumbasses who canceled this amazing show. You did not know what you had. And considering that you never released the complete season on DVD, you don't know what to do with it now. So steer clear. Allow it to have a continued life online for all of us to enjoy.
But with TV, I do not have this ability. If I love a show it is very likely to be canceled. My So-Called Life, Felicity, Dawson's Creek, Firefly, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Studio 60.
CBS had this great sitcom, "The Class." Crazy, right? a great sitcom on CBS.
It came out at the same time as "How I Met Your Mother". They were scheduled back to back. CBS canceled it after one season.
The head of this Class was Jesse Tyler Ferguson as Richie Velch. He has amazing physical comedy skills. Amazing.
The rest of the cast was also excellent including: Heather Goldenhersh as Lina Warbler and John Ritter's son Jason Ritter as Ethan Haas, the man who brings them all together in the pilot.
To my utter delight the episodes of "The Class" can be found on youtube.
Dear CBS, you were the shortsighted corporate dumbasses who canceled this amazing show. You did not know what you had. And considering that you never released the complete season on DVD, you don't know what to do with it now. So steer clear. Allow it to have a continued life online for all of us to enjoy.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
shouting at paper to get the shouting right on paper
Someday, I will do a staged reading of emails where the text in all caps will be read as screaming. I am curious to see whether they have the emphasis placed on the right words and phrases. It would suggest to me that they speak aloud while they are composing these messages to make sure that the phrasing is correct.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Among causes for violence
I have only encountered one situation in which near violent behavior towards an inanimate object made me the recipient of great sympathy.
When the tampon machine in the ladies' room ate my quarter.
When the tampon machine in the ladies' room ate my quarter.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
difficult people
Difficult people often have this curious attitude in which they are difficult and make your life difficult and yet they so clearly very much want you to sympathize with them and care about their feelings either because or despite what a pain in the ass they are.
They don't seem to realize that you have your own point of view that is strongly influenced by what a colossal pain in your ass they are.
They don't seem to realize that you have your own point of view that is strongly influenced by what a colossal pain in your ass they are.
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
Coming back to earth
Sometimes the distance between what the world is and what you wish it to be is very vast. One would think that with age, the shock of this would dull.
And perhaps it does.
And perhaps it does.
Monday, February 28, 2011
futility of trust
I want to trust in the fact that other people are doing their jobs and doing them well.
But so far, this desire has only bitten me in the ass. Repeatedly.
But so far, this desire has only bitten me in the ass. Repeatedly.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Gloomy thought
I had this depressing thought. The very rich don't have to worry about the environment. They will find a way to get theirs and make money off of everyone else whether things are good or bad.
And not only do the rest of us need to do something about it, we have to find a way to fight and ignore the propaganda, marketing and misinformation that they spread that encourage us to support and aid in the destruction of said environment.
And not only do the rest of us need to do something about it, we have to find a way to fight and ignore the propaganda, marketing and misinformation that they spread that encourage us to support and aid in the destruction of said environment.
Thursday, February 03, 2011
This one only goes to Seven
1. The sidewalks are impossibly icy. I wish I owned cleats.
I walked home in mincing fragile little steps. And cursed and shrieked every time I slipped.
2. Of the five windows I spent weeks weatherproofing, only two are intact. The landlady has seen fit to open the windows to go out and deal with ice problems. They, of course, opened the draftiest ones. Hello, Cold, come right in, make yourself at home. Sometimes I wonder why I even try
3. We have mice again. I have not seen them myself but apparently they are here.
4. It feels like whatever I do is undone by those around me. Or someone has decided that it is their job to have me do and redo the damn thing.
5. I tried to go to Drink and Draw. But it was canceled. I considered going to a different figure drawing event but then work swallowed me whole and did not spit me out until it was too late.
6. CK asked me if I was depressed. I think it's the giant invisible bird that's mistaken my skull for an egg and will not get up from it's nested position on my noggin. (shakes fist and invisible giant bird.)
7. I revamped my online dating profile and now I have a fan. Someone who likes my profile so much that he is bound to be disappointed in me. I cannot decide if this means that I should be more specific or more vague in the future.
I walked home in mincing fragile little steps. And cursed and shrieked every time I slipped.
2. Of the five windows I spent weeks weatherproofing, only two are intact. The landlady has seen fit to open the windows to go out and deal with ice problems. They, of course, opened the draftiest ones. Hello, Cold, come right in, make yourself at home. Sometimes I wonder why I even try
3. We have mice again. I have not seen them myself but apparently they are here.
4. It feels like whatever I do is undone by those around me. Or someone has decided that it is their job to have me do and redo the damn thing.
5. I tried to go to Drink and Draw. But it was canceled. I considered going to a different figure drawing event but then work swallowed me whole and did not spit me out until it was too late.
6. CK asked me if I was depressed. I think it's the giant invisible bird that's mistaken my skull for an egg and will not get up from it's nested position on my noggin. (shakes fist and invisible giant bird.)
7. I revamped my online dating profile and now I have a fan. Someone who likes my profile so much that he is bound to be disappointed in me. I cannot decide if this means that I should be more specific or more vague in the future.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
So nice hearing from you
Astrology.com sent me two horoscopes for the day.
And I got emails from three yoga studios.
The mystical must miss me. That, or the mystical must think that I miss it. Equally plausible.
And I got emails from three yoga studios.
The mystical must miss me. That, or the mystical must think that I miss it. Equally plausible.
The A is silent
I have been setting up and testing automated "email a friend" functions today.
Because they are tests that I am sending to myself, in the main body I have been typing "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
I find it strangely cleansing, as if I were actually screaming at the top of my lungs.
Because they are tests that I am sending to myself, in the main body I have been typing "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
I find it strangely cleansing, as if I were actually screaming at the top of my lungs.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Continuing education
The Brooklyn Kitchen, perhaps known to some of you as The Meat Hook, in Williamsburg offers cooking classes.
LV pointed this out to me and we signed up for the pizza making class.
The guys teaching (from Roberta's) were really great - funny, knowledgeable, friendly. As might be expected, they were passionate about pizza. It was a hands on class. We each had our own station and ingredients. Everyone had an apron. They served beer. You can't really ask for more.
We spent the first part of the class making dough and the second part taking dough that had been proofed and making pizza.
The pizzas were delicious.
Everyone took their dough home to make pizzas with.
Mine did not turn out nearly as well as the ones in class:
To begin, I think I should have divided the dough last night. Maybe coat it with a little olive oil to keep from drying out. And let it warm up to room temp before even trying to handle it. Tip of the iceberg.
Clearly I need LOTS more practice. My track record with bread type things is not so hot. Lots more practice. LOTS!!!!
Still, it was a fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon. I'm definitely interested in taking another class there.
LV pointed this out to me and we signed up for the pizza making class.
The guys teaching (from Roberta's) were really great - funny, knowledgeable, friendly. As might be expected, they were passionate about pizza. It was a hands on class. We each had our own station and ingredients. Everyone had an apron. They served beer. You can't really ask for more.
We spent the first part of the class making dough and the second part taking dough that had been proofed and making pizza.
The pizzas were delicious.
Everyone took their dough home to make pizzas with.
Mine did not turn out nearly as well as the ones in class:
To begin, I think I should have divided the dough last night. Maybe coat it with a little olive oil to keep from drying out. And let it warm up to room temp before even trying to handle it. Tip of the iceberg.
Clearly I need LOTS more practice. My track record with bread type things is not so hot. Lots more practice. LOTS!!!!
Still, it was a fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon. I'm definitely interested in taking another class there.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Easy things that are not
Warning, this post is very long and boring. We file it under, how I spent a lot of my weekend.
A while back I bought some recording software from Guitar Center.
The guys behind the counter advised me to buy the software on CD rather than download it online. So I did.
To borrow a phrase from Lyle Lovett, that is when I should have known that I had made my first mistake.
I took the box home and placed it in my living room with the intention of getting around to it. I respond to the things that I buy in one of two ways. I either tear the box open and muck about or I set the box to the side and get accustomed to its smell and presence before doing a thing with it.
With the second response, there is danger that I will set it aside forever, either because I get distracted by other things or because I never get over the newness and strangeness.
I waited my way into the new year and this long weekend, I decided that it was time to install the program. I could play with it and hole up for the rest of the winter.
I generally anticipate that a thing will either be impossibly hard, too difficult to even try, or easy peasy - a quicky jiffy,
When it comes to technology I always and incorrectly assume that it will be the latter.
First there was the long overdue maintenance that was needed for the laptop, the upgrades and scans and shuffling about of things.
After getting all of that out of the way, I got to the part where I put in the disk. The drive whirled and the start up menu displayed. All good signs.
Except that I had misplaced the piece of plastic on which they had printed my registration serial number. Which they would need to confirm that I had a legitimate copy of the program. I didn't put it in the box where I had found it. I had put it somewhere else. Somewhere visible to remind me that this installation was one of the things that I wanted to do. Only, it was no longer visible.
I turned the house upside down looking for it. For many months it lived on the coffee table, amidst a mass of papers and folders and books sometimes under, sometimes on top of or beside. But then my desire to see a clear surface in the house overwhelmed my desire for a visual reminder and prompted me to put it somewhere very safe. So safe that it took me three hours to relocate the card with the registration number.
Note to Self, cleaning, clearing and organizing are three different but related processes. None of which I am apparently that skilled at.
Now I was set. Except that the disk wouldn't install the program. I kept getting an error message. First I thought that this was because I was trying to install without having an active internet connection.
I couldn't get on the internet to save my life for a day and a half from the laptop that I wanted to use for this purpose. And then somehow while clicking around, messing with this or that utility flipping settings on and off, I found a wireless connection. YAY!
But it still didn't work. With a bit of Googling, I found a forum at the company website with a thread directly dealing with this problem. But could not read it without becoming a forum user. I registered and found out that there was an error in the box installer. I was going to have to download the demo and upgrade it.
Now, I don't know about you but if I were this company, Image Line, I would have put in a recall on those CD's. If I were Guitar Center, I would have pulled them from my shelves. MINUS POINTS. So after all that talk about getting the thing in the box, I had to download it online.
And then I lost internet access so I couldn't do a thing.
Now on the last day of my long weekend, I am sitting at the foot of the stairs in my building where I appear to have some internet signal, trying to download and install the program. I saw a note in one of the forums that of the four mirror sites where I can download the demo, two or three of them don't work. I tried to download from one of them to no avail. The second mirror site seems to be working. At least the download has worked. Now the demo is installed. I am trying to figure out how to use the registration key to convince the demo that I should be allowed to use the full version. I am downloading the files that should come up automatically in the hopes that if I install them individually they will figure out how to shake hands with each other. Having never used this software before, I can only hope that I will be able to figure out at what point I have downloaded and installed the product that I paid for.
And then I maybe I will get to play around with it for the remaining part of winter, that is, if I don't get distracted again.
Perhaps I should have gotten an analog 4 track with knobs and sliders.
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A while back I bought some recording software from Guitar Center.
The guys behind the counter advised me to buy the software on CD rather than download it online. So I did.
To borrow a phrase from Lyle Lovett, that is when I should have known that I had made my first mistake.
I took the box home and placed it in my living room with the intention of getting around to it. I respond to the things that I buy in one of two ways. I either tear the box open and muck about or I set the box to the side and get accustomed to its smell and presence before doing a thing with it.
With the second response, there is danger that I will set it aside forever, either because I get distracted by other things or because I never get over the newness and strangeness.
I waited my way into the new year and this long weekend, I decided that it was time to install the program. I could play with it and hole up for the rest of the winter.
I generally anticipate that a thing will either be impossibly hard, too difficult to even try, or easy peasy - a quicky jiffy,
When it comes to technology I always and incorrectly assume that it will be the latter.
First there was the long overdue maintenance that was needed for the laptop, the upgrades and scans and shuffling about of things.
After getting all of that out of the way, I got to the part where I put in the disk. The drive whirled and the start up menu displayed. All good signs.
Except that I had misplaced the piece of plastic on which they had printed my registration serial number. Which they would need to confirm that I had a legitimate copy of the program. I didn't put it in the box where I had found it. I had put it somewhere else. Somewhere visible to remind me that this installation was one of the things that I wanted to do. Only, it was no longer visible.
I turned the house upside down looking for it. For many months it lived on the coffee table, amidst a mass of papers and folders and books sometimes under, sometimes on top of or beside. But then my desire to see a clear surface in the house overwhelmed my desire for a visual reminder and prompted me to put it somewhere very safe. So safe that it took me three hours to relocate the card with the registration number.
Note to Self, cleaning, clearing and organizing are three different but related processes. None of which I am apparently that skilled at.
Now I was set. Except that the disk wouldn't install the program. I kept getting an error message. First I thought that this was because I was trying to install without having an active internet connection.
I couldn't get on the internet to save my life for a day and a half from the laptop that I wanted to use for this purpose. And then somehow while clicking around, messing with this or that utility flipping settings on and off, I found a wireless connection. YAY!
But it still didn't work. With a bit of Googling, I found a forum at the company website with a thread directly dealing with this problem. But could not read it without becoming a forum user. I registered and found out that there was an error in the box installer. I was going to have to download the demo and upgrade it.
Now, I don't know about you but if I were this company, Image Line, I would have put in a recall on those CD's. If I were Guitar Center, I would have pulled them from my shelves. MINUS POINTS. So after all that talk about getting the thing in the box, I had to download it online.
And then I lost internet access so I couldn't do a thing.
Now on the last day of my long weekend, I am sitting at the foot of the stairs in my building where I appear to have some internet signal, trying to download and install the program. I saw a note in one of the forums that of the four mirror sites where I can download the demo, two or three of them don't work. I tried to download from one of them to no avail. The second mirror site seems to be working. At least the download has worked. Now the demo is installed. I am trying to figure out how to use the registration key to convince the demo that I should be allowed to use the full version. I am downloading the files that should come up automatically in the hopes that if I install them individually they will figure out how to shake hands with each other. Having never used this software before, I can only hope that I will be able to figure out at what point I have downloaded and installed the product that I paid for.
And then I maybe I will get to play around with it for the remaining part of winter, that is, if I don't get distracted again.
Perhaps I should have gotten an analog 4 track with knobs and sliders.
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Tuesday, January 04, 2011
What I should be tweeting right now
I am wearing too much eyeliner today.
And I am still trapped at my desk at work.
These two facts are not related. Merely concurrently true.
And I am still trapped at my desk at work.
These two facts are not related. Merely concurrently true.
Monday, January 03, 2011
Sigh
Leaving denial is much trickier than one might think. It is so comfortable with all those fluffy pillows, all that cotton candy, and the wonderful way it takes the edge off of reality.
A last good bye to 2010
I've been trying to recall what happened in 2010. It's all so fuzzy. It was fuzzy as it was happening and now, even more so. But for some reason I am compelled to recap. I'm going to blame the Christmas letters that I received. (Let me insert here that they are delightful.) I am not so organized as to be able to do one, but if I were, what would be on it?
In 2010
1. I saw the Canstruction competition
2. I watched someone make stone tools at a wine and cheese reception at the NYAS
3. I saw a few really stellar science talks at the Secret Science Club, one in particular: Iain Couzin
4. I turned 40
5. I threw a Cougar Cotillion
6. I had jury duty, was selected and served, they settled out of court.
7. I accosted Malcolm Gladwell. He was so kind about it.
8. I was a mermaid in the Mermaid Parade
9. I went to a roller derby bout
10. I helped one friend move three times
11. I played a cafe show at the 92nd Street Y
12. I bought a bike
13. I played D&D for the first time ever
14. I met someone I like. He wasn't into it. Hey, them's the breaks.
15. I went to NEXT HOPE 2010
16. I went to the Open Video Conference
17. I worked for a week in the UK
18. I got to experience the Momofuku Bo Saam Pork Butt meal (amazing)
19. I caulked, weatherstripped and weatherized all the winders in my apartment and spackled a giant gape in the bedroom wall
20. I rode the 35 mile version of the New York Century ride
21. I went to a Moth Story Slam
22. I played Tranny Bingo
23. I took a pole dancing class
24. I saw the Magna Carta and a Guttenberg bible
25. I walked in the Greenwich Village Halloween parade
26. I worked in Germany for a week
27. I went to the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear
28. I reconnected with some very dear old friends
29. I went to Niagara Falls, Ontario
30. I saw BBFK get married (YAY!)
31. I crashed and burned in Nanowrimo Only got to 15,000 words.
32. Tried laser hair removal (hated it)
33. Prepped and printed 1500 name badges for one event
34. I got a smartphone
35. I attended SantaCon, as a Santa
36. I witnessed Santa-on-Santa violence
37. I won money in the office raffle and promptly spent it all on booze and nonsense
38. I baked an apple pie from scratch
39. I have come to terms with the fact that I am a hoarder and must monitor this tendency vigilantly
40. I attended the Hackers 15th anniversary party
41. I found an alternate way to get into a headstand in yoga. Now I can do a headstand!
It would probably look better if I used full sentences, threw in some pictures, and cut this list down to 10 items or less.
Mostly, Life led me around by the nose and to nowhere in particular. Perhaps I spent too much of it tortured and longing for love.
It happens. I've had worse things happen in a year.
And now on to 2011.
Wishing you all a Wonderous 2011. Let's kick some ass.
In 2010
1. I saw the Canstruction competition
2. I watched someone make stone tools at a wine and cheese reception at the NYAS
3. I saw a few really stellar science talks at the Secret Science Club, one in particular: Iain Couzin
4. I turned 40
5. I threw a Cougar Cotillion
6. I had jury duty, was selected and served, they settled out of court.
7. I accosted Malcolm Gladwell. He was so kind about it.
8. I was a mermaid in the Mermaid Parade
9. I went to a roller derby bout
10. I helped one friend move three times
11. I played a cafe show at the 92nd Street Y
12. I bought a bike
13. I played D&D for the first time ever
14. I met someone I like. He wasn't into it. Hey, them's the breaks.
15. I went to NEXT HOPE 2010
16. I went to the Open Video Conference
17. I worked for a week in the UK
18. I got to experience the Momofuku Bo Saam Pork Butt meal (amazing)
19. I caulked, weatherstripped and weatherized all the winders in my apartment and spackled a giant gape in the bedroom wall
20. I rode the 35 mile version of the New York Century ride
21. I went to a Moth Story Slam
22. I played Tranny Bingo
23. I took a pole dancing class
24. I saw the Magna Carta and a Guttenberg bible
25. I walked in the Greenwich Village Halloween parade
26. I worked in Germany for a week
27. I went to the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear
28. I reconnected with some very dear old friends
29. I went to Niagara Falls, Ontario
30. I saw BBFK get married (YAY!)
31. I crashed and burned in Nanowrimo Only got to 15,000 words.
32. Tried laser hair removal (hated it)
33. Prepped and printed 1500 name badges for one event
34. I got a smartphone
35. I attended SantaCon, as a Santa
36. I witnessed Santa-on-Santa violence
37. I won money in the office raffle and promptly spent it all on booze and nonsense
38. I baked an apple pie from scratch
39. I have come to terms with the fact that I am a hoarder and must monitor this tendency vigilantly
40. I attended the Hackers 15th anniversary party
41. I found an alternate way to get into a headstand in yoga. Now I can do a headstand!
It would probably look better if I used full sentences, threw in some pictures, and cut this list down to 10 items or less.
Mostly, Life led me around by the nose and to nowhere in particular. Perhaps I spent too much of it tortured and longing for love.
It happens. I've had worse things happen in a year.
And now on to 2011.
Wishing you all a Wonderous 2011. Let's kick some ass.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Blizzard Gifts from the Sunset Strip
Thanks to the blizzard in the Northeast, my flight back to New York was canceled. My visit with the folksters was extended by four days.
Thanks to the many bugs flying around and the chill of the season, I got sick. The kind of sick where your teeth hurt and all of you aches and the GD pills aren't ever going to kick in.
My mother teased me as I lay in bed encouraging me to call my friends and complain about being sick and stuck at home.
I couldn't even do that.
What I was able to do was watch TV on the internet. Sometimes the same episode over and over again. I would drop off the sleep, wake up having lost my place, unable to remember the ending and try again.
Thanks to Netflix for enabling this.
Thanks to KL, who told me that she has been watching, I watched the whole season of "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip."
I watched the show when it came out. I remember being totally entranced and heartbroken when it was canceled.
On viewing, years later, it's breath-taking.
The first time around I was struck by Amanda Peet's turn as Jordan McDeere. She's smart, brave, impossible and so so winning.
This time around, I am besotted with Matt Albie. It's love. Matthew Perry was so good. Wow. So So Good. How could I possibly have not noticed just how dreamy he was?
I might buy the DVD boxed set and keep my TV on the Studio 60 channel for a while.
Thanks to the many bugs flying around and the chill of the season, I got sick. The kind of sick where your teeth hurt and all of you aches and the GD pills aren't ever going to kick in.
My mother teased me as I lay in bed encouraging me to call my friends and complain about being sick and stuck at home.
I couldn't even do that.
What I was able to do was watch TV on the internet. Sometimes the same episode over and over again. I would drop off the sleep, wake up having lost my place, unable to remember the ending and try again.
Thanks to Netflix for enabling this.
Thanks to KL, who told me that she has been watching, I watched the whole season of "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip."
I watched the show when it came out. I remember being totally entranced and heartbroken when it was canceled.
On viewing, years later, it's breath-taking.
The first time around I was struck by Amanda Peet's turn as Jordan McDeere. She's smart, brave, impossible and so so winning.
This time around, I am besotted with Matt Albie. It's love. Matthew Perry was so good. Wow. So So Good. How could I possibly have not noticed just how dreamy he was?
I might buy the DVD boxed set and keep my TV on the Studio 60 channel for a while.
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