A mixed bag...
Today began in a relatively great way....the moon hung low in the morning sky - a bright crescent amidst the deep blue heavens and twinkling stars...bitterly cold - but spring is coming and it was gorgeous.
I get into work and of course as always it is hectic and crazy and spinning out of control and there is not much I can do about it other than tame the waters. What I do for a lving is rewarding but I have to wonder at the people who step forward ot help others especially when they either hardly know them and are thinking of giving up a major organ just because they saw some human interest news story - yet I can hear a screaming toddler in the background and I want to ask them why they feel the need to help a total stranger - and it's not because I don't want people to get organs - it's because I want the people who are willing to put themselves at risk to be very sure of their decision. I mean you would not believe some of the conversations I get to have every single day - it makes me sometimes wonder about making 'donors' take an IQ test....sorry but it's how I feel.
Then I find out about the president's 'meet the press' conference and the questions he fielded and the answers he gave and I am once again comforted by the knowledge that if George Bush were the only surviving male member of the human race and it was up to me to mate with him and save our species that I'd *still* turn to my vibrator (it being smarter than him and all)....either that or pray for sex with aliens...
One of the best parts of today though was reading about how Oprah confronted James Frey - now mind you in my book (uhm sorry), Oprah coming out and saying something is worth reading does not mean a hill of beans to me - I admire her for other reasons - however this was indeed one of those times I wanted to stand up in her audience and say 'You go Girl!' and I applaud her willingness to apologize and corner this guy on TV.
I will say though I kind of feel for this guy in some ways - I mean if the writing in the book was as good as I've heard - I can't understand for the life of me the reason to call it non-fiction - I mean why couldn't he just say it was a work of fiction - it still probably would have sold. In fact it has me a bit nervous about starting to write my own 'story' should I just call it semi-autobiographical??? So I don't incur the wrath of 'Oprah's Book Club' (just kidding obviously).
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Tomorrow will be nice - dinner and a movie with C2 ('Brokeback Mountain') - I am not sure how I am going to react to this movie - more later. LIam had offered to go with me (he is such a sweetie) - but since C2 and I had not seen it yet I figured this was a better idea.
Saturday is Yoga Day USA - and of course I will be teaching a class (at my studio) and hoping for a good turn out and the news in my about Yoga is wonderful and thrilling and there is so much to be excited about with this part of my life - I don't want to jinx anything - let's just say that the universe is beginning to open up a little and I am very grateful and happy.
I get into work and of course as always it is hectic and crazy and spinning out of control and there is not much I can do about it other than tame the waters. What I do for a lving is rewarding but I have to wonder at the people who step forward ot help others especially when they either hardly know them and are thinking of giving up a major organ just because they saw some human interest news story - yet I can hear a screaming toddler in the background and I want to ask them why they feel the need to help a total stranger - and it's not because I don't want people to get organs - it's because I want the people who are willing to put themselves at risk to be very sure of their decision. I mean you would not believe some of the conversations I get to have every single day - it makes me sometimes wonder about making 'donors' take an IQ test....sorry but it's how I feel.
Then I find out about the president's 'meet the press' conference and the questions he fielded and the answers he gave and I am once again comforted by the knowledge that if George Bush were the only surviving male member of the human race and it was up to me to mate with him and save our species that I'd *still* turn to my vibrator (it being smarter than him and all)....either that or pray for sex with aliens...
One of the best parts of today though was reading about how Oprah confronted James Frey - now mind you in my book (uhm sorry), Oprah coming out and saying something is worth reading does not mean a hill of beans to me - I admire her for other reasons - however this was indeed one of those times I wanted to stand up in her audience and say 'You go Girl!' and I applaud her willingness to apologize and corner this guy on TV.
I will say though I kind of feel for this guy in some ways - I mean if the writing in the book was as good as I've heard - I can't understand for the life of me the reason to call it non-fiction - I mean why couldn't he just say it was a work of fiction - it still probably would have sold. In fact it has me a bit nervous about starting to write my own 'story' should I just call it semi-autobiographical??? So I don't incur the wrath of 'Oprah's Book Club' (just kidding obviously).
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Tomorrow will be nice - dinner and a movie with C2 ('Brokeback Mountain') - I am not sure how I am going to react to this movie - more later. LIam had offered to go with me (he is such a sweetie) - but since C2 and I had not seen it yet I figured this was a better idea.
Saturday is Yoga Day USA - and of course I will be teaching a class (at my studio) and hoping for a good turn out and the news in my about Yoga is wonderful and thrilling and there is so much to be excited about with this part of my life - I don't want to jinx anything - let's just say that the universe is beginning to open up a little and I am very grateful and happy.
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