Losing steam

I have been a bad blogger, it's been a bit crazy around here with MD reviews and I got FB back for a few days on the DL but it gave my computer so much mal-ware it hardly ran. I don't know why it happens it here and doesn't at home (knock on wood), I had not up/down/all around/loaded anything! OH well.

I am going to post an article later on called "A boy named Hitler" so tune back in later today.

The passion of Wood

I am zoning out, things look contrasty & pixely when my eyes relax, in that way you are supposed to relax your vision so you can see the hidden pictures in those magic eye books, that drove me crazy, because as soon I relaxed enough to start seeing anything I became aware of my soft focus and in trying to consciously hold on to it, I would lose it. There is a metaphor about relationships in there.

I wanted to talk about my new found respect for Woodrow Wilson, about how I misjudged him, branded him a cold fish, how when I was hot in the summer time I would visualize Wilson to cool off. I thought him a a pious, self righteous, rigid, austere, phlegmatic, iceberg of a man. Boy was I wrong, sure that was his façade, but inside Wilson was a passionate man. Many people would be shocked to learn just how passionate he was about, women, god, the League of Nations. Just a month after his first wife died, he proposed to another woman because he was so damn passionate! She turned him down but that didn’t quench his concupiscent heart.

But that will have to wait for another day for I fear I couldn’t do him justice today. 2 and ½ hours just aint enough sleep, much to my chagrin.

Blahhhh

I feel like poop today. I hope I am not getting sick.
Still no facebook here at work, and I am losing hope faster than a cow at a slaughter house, that it will ever return. Today is one those days where I could really use its no attention span pretty pictures approach to life. But alas…they took it from me.
Shit I am supposed to pics out 10 photos for my show by tomorrow, I better email Alison. I am going to be in a group show in January, btw.

Tree-rific

The champagne in the champagne punch was about $85 a bottle but we spared no expense for our annual tree trimming party. Fun was had by all, esp. the two little Jew girls (myself and Merryl) who, deprived of decorating pine trees as children, really enjoyed the hell out of doing it now.

With BFF's like Tom...

Tom Cruise is to merge his family with Victoria and David Beckham’s in a special ceremony.
Cruise proposed to the Beckham’s that they make their BFF-ness official – to show the world how much they mean to him,Cruise asked that the Beckham’s have a commitment ceremony, during which the families vow to be brothers and sisters and exchange heartfelt speeches - at his wife Katie Holmes’ New York town house.

The gesture serves as a Thanksgiving present from Tom - who has gotten creepier and creepier through the years.

A mole close to both families slipped us a copy of Tom’s first draft of the vow he will recite at the ceremony.

‘I Tom Cruises, take Victoria and David Beckham to be my Thetan brother and sister in the name of L Ron Hubbard.
To travel with them in essence to our home planet and in our next lives
To fight against the evils of Xenu in their honor. Today and from this day forward.
Cruises and Beckhams BFF!’

X-mas is high tailing it this year..

I can't believe Thanksgiving is over already. It's now on to our annual tree trimming party and that's Saturday! The speed of time is progressing rapidly...time is such a crazy thing. We are or at least I am affected by everything that happens but at the same time isolated in the moment.

I start yoga Wednesday, I am a bit freaked out. Alison & I are doing this 30 day Bikram yoga challenge and I have never done Bikram before (it is 90 minutes in a room that is 110 degrees).

I hope i don't faint, if I can stick it out it is supposed to make you feel amazingly healthy and energized.

Yawning

Looking up why we yawn is like looking up the meaning of the. Vague at best. I get that it has something to do with oxygen, but what?

The theory is that yawning helps us bring more oxygen into the blood and move more carbon dioxide out of the blood. Sounds logical, but studies have shown that breathing more oxygen does not decrease yawning. Likewise, breathing more carbon dioxide does not increase yawning.

I yawn mostly when I am tired, sometimes I get uncontrollable yawn fits, they make my eyes run and drain my body of energy. Why? No one knows, for sure. What’s up with that shit? They can split an atom, clone a sheep, and invent a cell phone that hears a song and can take you to the i-store store, where for .99 it will play it for you! All this and still no one knows why we fucking yawn, how to cure the common cold, or why we need to sleep and how to create a machine that simulates 8 hours in 10 minutes?!?! Why? Because some rich philanthropist has a family member who has hydrocephalus, so they hire a B-list comedian to represent the cause and paints his mural on the side of a building in Sheepshead Bay!!! But I digress. I guess, much like the female orgasm, no one really cares that much about yawning, and so it remains one of life’s little mysteries.

On a side note about yawning, studies show contagious yawning appears to involve the very human trait of emotional empathy. Humans, uniquely, are able to imagine what someone else is thinking or feeling, therefore when they see someone yawn they yawn too. Consequently, people who do not contagiously yawn are usually autistic, schizophrenic, or psychotic.