Monday, June 30, 2008

Quote of the Day...


Today, I was browsing through one of my favorite blogs called "flutterby". My good friend is the author of it and I am so in love with it. It is so ascetically pleasing and precious. Maybe quaint is a better word. Yes. It is so quaint. Bottom line: I love it. Anywho I finished catching up on my reading so I started looking at the blogs that she reads. I came across a blog that she reads called "Daily Scribblings" I really liked it, it has the same quaint feel that flutterby has. Go read it. Anywho I got this little gem of a quote from my new favorite blog. Here it is:

"Many go fishing all their lives
without knowing that it is not fish
they are after."

-H.D. Thoreau

Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Trail of Tears...


I have never been so exhausted as I have been lately. I think it is a culmination of several things that is causing me to feel this way. Between work, my personal life, money stress and everything else that comes with being a twenty-something in this world, I have just felt so wiped out. I find it interesting though because I don't realize just how drained I am, probably because I am always running to a show, from a show, to the store, from a class then back again. It's like a take all my stress and anxiety and put it in this box to save it for later because I can't have it in the way when I am working, but then I forget its there and it fills to the top and starts to overflow. Then I have to deal with it. Yesterday was one of those days.

I woke up and was rushing to get to work on time, while still getting my dog situated before I left. I feel bad leaving her at home all day so I try to make her accommodations as comfortable as possible. Anywho I got to work and had to speed walk to the clock to clock in on time. It was SO hot & muggy that our first two High School shows were awful. It was one of those days where you already are drenched with sweat from the walk down to step off. I also received a text informing me that I owed $240 and that it was due the next day. Anyone who knows anything about Disney knows that I would have to work at least 40 hours to hit that and still have money to survive. Just another chunk of awesomeness to stash in that stress box. Later, in the afternoon, one of my closest friends (I call her my soulmate) came into town and was watching Block Party. despite the heat, I gave the first show stop my all because I wanted to show her what Block Party with Bry was all about. Needless to say, 16 minutes later I wanted to die, and I still had another show stop to go. That second show stop was rough. At one point I had to hide in the tweener (that is what the floats are called) to keep from passing out on the street. I wasn't the only one. There were several people that went down that day. Then again thats what it is always like at Block Party. We call it the trail of tears. Once we finished the last show stop I went to my post and began pushing the trampoline to step down. I was in so much pain and, because of my weakened physical state, could no longer hold back the box brimming with heaviness. I suddenly felt so overwhelmed with everything. It hit me all at once.

While still on parade route my unwilling eyes started spilling with tears. I couldn't stop it. There was so much inside me pushing itself out through my exhausted form that all I could do was hide my face from the guests in the park and cry. Once we were stepped down I just had to sit there and let it run it's course. I have never felt like that, so tired and weary that I couldn't help but sob. It wasn't that I was sad, I just couldn't keep anything inside me at that point. This job, though it is so incredibly gratifying and amazing, is one of the hardest things I've ever done. I have never sweat and shook as hard as I do in this profession. The other day peter gave me a quote that he heard on TV. I am not sure of the exact wording but in paraphrase it said something to the effect of:

"The only glamorous thing about dancing is the make up and the costumes. Everything else is blood, sweat and tears."

Nothing has proved more true than that statement. This is no cake walk, but it's a walk that I take every day, and I love every minute of it.

Monday, June 23, 2008

The Hunchback of Notre Dame...


So the other day at High School someone brought a bunch of movies for us to watch in our free time. Of the nine hours we are on the clock we are only performing for about two of those hours, so needless to say we have a lot of free time. Anywho one of the movies they brought in was Disney's interpretation of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. I was ecstatic because it had been years since I had seen it and, from what I could remember, it was a really good film. So they popped it in and we started watching it. Luckily for us, our one o'clock show was down do to an awesome thunderstorm (reducing our actual work time to an hour and 25 minuets) so we were able to watch the whole thing in one sitting.

So here's the thing. Ya know when you watch a movie when you are a little kid, then ten years later you watch it again and you are amazed at how little of the movie you actually understood. This was totally the case for me with this movie. Frankly I was shocked. Not really in a bad way, just in a shocked way. First of all, for a children's movie, this thing is dark. It is no Little Mermaid that's for sure. It deals with, in my opinion, some of the most intense and adult themes than in any other Disney cartoon. The whole thing is about religious beliefs, lust, obsession, acceptance, prejudice, jealousy, and greed. It is really intense. I'm gonna be honest, I had to take a break every once in a while to let my emotions rest. Plus the villan, Frollo, is SO much scarier than any other Disney villan, because, unlike most of the others, there is nothing magical about him. He isn't half octopus or have magical powers. He is just straight up evil. You can see the darkness in the way they drew his eyes. He really freaked me out.

I loved it though. The illustrations are stunning and the characters are so deep. They have layer upon layer of emotions and scars. I was so enveloped in the movie that I had to remind myself that I was watching a cartoon and that they weren't real. Lemme tell you though, if it weren't for those damn singing gargoyles and their comic relief I dunno what I would have done.

Bottom line: go pick it up off the shelf, blow the dust off of it and pop it in. It is beautiful and I walked away from it really glad I got the chance to revisit Notre Dame.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

300!


I officially broke the 300 view count today. I know that it doesn't seem like a big deal but I am happy. Thank you to anyone who reads my blog. It means a lot.

Drink Up...


At the risk of this blog sounding very hyper-conservative (which I am not) and extremely self-righteous (which I promise I am also not) I am going to write a blog tonight about something that I am SO not a fan of and which is bothering me to no end at the moment. Now as you read this I know you might think that my hatred is due to my conservative upbringing, which is understandable. However, it honestly has nothing to do with that and has all to do with my personal experiences with it. The thing of which I speak is alcohol. I hate it. Almost more than anything else. It is probably in my top three things I hate, definitely in my top ten. Lemme explain why I am feeling this way.

Now lemme first preface this with a couple things. First off, I don't drink. It is definitely not my thing. If you have read any of my other blogs you will know that one of my main focuses in life it to try to be more concious and alcohol is the last thing I need in that fight. Personally, I don't like anything that makes me feel that I am not in control of my thoughts or actions. Secondly, this is totally not a knock on any of my close friends who drink (which is basically 98% of them). It's cool, I don't hold it against you and I love you to death and back.

So lets talk about it. Seeing that I don't drink, it is a huge hinder on my social life sometimes. I cannot think of anything less fun than being the only sober person at a party. Sitting there, trying to have an intelligent or even remotely meaningful conversation with a drunk person is futile. They have the attention span of a six year old whose mom forgot to pack his Aderol in his lunch box. Trying to get them to do anything or go somewhere is even worse, like herding cats. I guess I am just frustrated because it seems like recently, the entire focus of many of my friend's lives revolves around drinking. I don't see why we can't enjoy each other without alcohol as a filter. Why is an event considered boring if there isn't booze involved. My thoughts are, why go anywhere fun and drink because you won't enjoy or even remember the experience anyway?

One example is a party I went to recently. It was a going away party of sorts. People were trashed before I even got there. When I arrived I had fun but after a while it got stale. As I sat there and looked around I felt so lonely, like I was the only sane person in the room. I felt so isolated from everyone else because it felt like I was the only person who felt like this about drinking. Everyone else loves it and has a great time stumbling around, embarrassing themselves, then throwing up on the rug in the bathroom (then hiding it because they aren't in a state to clean it up). The other disheartening thing was that as this person was saying goodbye to all the people who came to wish him well, I knew that the next day, he wouldn't even remember the conversation or that that person was even there. Why consciously delete precious memories?

I feel that so many enlightening moments in life come from the most unlikely sources and if you aren't ready to receive them, or if you aren't in a state that you are capable to, that they will be lost to you forever. I just thought of a quote by Martha Graham. It says:

"There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and be lost."

I guess I am just sad that anything of depth and passion is being lost to something as vapid as a beverage.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Not-So Present...

Publish Post
Today as I was making the hour long trek through the parking lot to leave work
I started going over the happenings of my day. I was, like always, at my usual High School/Block Party shift. As I thought about my day and the shows I did I came to a startling conclusion: I didn't remember a single guest that watched our show today. Now for any other show this may not really be a big deal but with High School/Block Party it so is. The reason being is this: there is more audience participation in those two shows than in an episode of The Price is Right. We go into the audience and interact with people like 80 times a show. That is like 200 times that I dove into a crowd of people today and spent an extended amount of time with them. Now do you see the problem with me not remembering them? If I am really that unconscious during our shows then something needs to change. One of my major goals in life is to become more conscious, like the amazing Eckhart Tolle. I am fairly sure that he remembers at least one person from every seminar he holds. Anywho, it was just a little reality check today reminding me to always try to be present in the moment and not off in la la land. So there's my story for the day. Good night.

Friday, June 20, 2008

The "Classics"


I have a question to pose to you writers out there. Do you ever feel like you need to write something but you just don't know what? I am overwhelmed with this feeling at the moment and I can't shake it. It is 1:25 am and let's be honest I am tired as hell. High School/Block Party is a long shift and I would love more than anything to lay in bed and sleep right now but I gotta write for just a sec and see what comes out ya know?

So today at High School, one of our singers had her last show. She was offered another contract on property and is leaving starting tomorrow. It was a sad day because I like the girl a lot. She is amazingly talented though so she does need to move on to bigger and better things, as we all do. Anywho. For our/her last show many of our peers came out to support her and show some love. This was great and touching and Disney magic and everything but it made me realize something: I hate performing in front of my peers. Everyday I shake my junk in front of literally hundreds of strangers. Doesn't phase me. But put me in front of three close friends and I choke! It is kinda ridiculous. They were all standing there, front and center and I was freaking out in my head. I ever started getting like nervous jitters. But they did give us energy to get through that last grueling show of the day so I guess it worked in the end.

Speaking of High School, today in the breakroom they turned on Mary Poppins. I know, ridiculous, as if we don't get enough Disney shoved in our face we watch the movies on our breaks. Beside the point. Anywho I was half watching it/half trying to take a nap. I couldn't follow the movie. One second there are abusive parents, the next some lady is flying around making toys dance around, then there were animated penguins, old men it was all over the place. Needless to say I haven't seen it before. Now before you start throwing chairs and yelling calm it down! I already got it from everyone in the break room today. You say one thing like:

"I've never seen Mary Poppins." and the whole room freaks out like I just said "I like to kill babies and small kittens". It's true I'll say it, I've never seen it! What are you gonna do about it!?

Anywho after the verbal assault I sat in my chair and realized there are a lot of "classic" movies that I haven't seen and, frankly, don't plan on seeing. Lets make a list shall we?

Movies Bry doesn't care that he hasn't seen:
        1. Mary Poppins
        2. Annie
        3. Sound of Music
        4. Pride & Prejudice
        5. Oliver & Co.
        6. The Black Cauldron
        7. Dirty Dancing
        8. Shindler's List
        9. Singin' in the Rain
        10. Breakfast at Tiffany's
        11. Top Gun
        12. Psycho
        13. Any of the Godfathers
        14. Pulp Fiction
        15. Forest Gump
        16. The Terminator
        17. Jaws
        18. Gone With The Wind
        19. Some Like It Hot
        20. It's a Wonderful Life

Just to name a few. Some of them I have seen parts of, other I saw more than ten years ago, all of them are too boring to actually sit down and watch. Who has time to watch old movies when there are so many new ones? I know it is blasphemy but I am going to keep living my life without the "classic" films listed above, and I have no intent to change that fact.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

"Love is..." by Lee McDerment


So the other day Peter and I went to Celebration, Florida (or Wisteria Lane as I like to call it) to eat breakfast at one of our favorite breakfast spots The Market Street Cafe. It is really cheap, quaint and they serve breakfast all day so that is a plus. They have this create your own breakfast thing that is like seven bucks, it is awesome. I digress.

So we were sitting there with all the fifty somethings and their rich grandkids eating breakfast and judging the awful fashion sense of 96% of the people in Celebration. The "fabulous" guy and his girlfriend from What Not To Wear would have a field day (or whatever the equivalent of a field day is to a couple of fashionistas is.) It is yuppy city. Remember when socks and sandals left the fashion scene? It retired to Celebration.

All fashion faux pas aside the breakfast was going well. Mid-gorge I had to excuse myself to go to the powder room (these are the kind of terms they use in Celebration, ridiculous. The term powder room retired with the socks and sandals, they share a summer home here.)

As I was in the restroom, the lack of activity forced my attention to the music playing in the restaurant. There was this beautiful song playing. It was just a man singing with
acoustic picking in the background. It was beautiful. Usually in this circumstance I use my cell phone's nifty song identifier to get the name so I can download it later. But alas my cell phone was at the table, and I couldn't leave the john (take that Celebrationites, I called it a john) grab my phone, then return with it in hand, what would people think?

So instead I tuned into the lyrics and tried to log them into my mind. Well all I could remember was the man saying "Love Is..." over and over again. So I tried to find the song, but I couldn't. But not all was lost. As I was searching the i-tunes scene I found another song called "Love Is..." by Lee McDerment. It is even more beautiful than the powder room song. I wanted to share the lyrics with you but he is relatively unknown so I couldn't find them anywhere.

But I was so passionate about this song that I listened to it and typed them myself just so you could experience this beautiful piece of work. If you want to hear it look him up in myspace. It just happens to be rocking my space this very moment so if we are friends, hit me up. So without further adu, here it is.

"Love is..." by Lee McDerment

Love is air,
It's like breathing in
It's like filling up about to break, then giving in
It's like light,
You can see it from far away
A match light in the dark,

Becoming light of day

It's just love and it's everything

It's a battle you fight and song you sing

It's just love

And you know it's true

But you might not know it when it happens to you

Love is tough

It's like surgery

Twisting all the crocked parts of you

Into marvelous symmetry

It's like heat

You can feel it in the bitter night

A thing that stings your fingers

It's a forest fire
It's just love and it's everything
It's a battle you fight and song you sing

It's just love

And you know it's true

But you might not know it when it happens to you

Quote of the Day


Tonight I watched Strictly Ballroom for the first time! I know weird right? It seems like a movie that I would love and quote and obsess over. It is a good movie. Very funny and the art direction was cool. You could tell that they didn't have a very big budget though. All things considered though, very good. I was a fan. The whole time I was watching it I could tell that Baz Lurman was trying to make Romeo + Juliet and Moulin Rouge, but he didn't have the story/budget. Every once in a while there would be a moment or shot that shined with artistic potential. You can tell the Moulin Rouge was the film that he always wanted to make. Anywho the quote of the day today is from his first attempt at epic film making.

"A life lived in fear is a life half lived."



PROJECT RUNWAY SEASON 5!!!


I'm sorry for the obnoxious caps locks and the unnecessary exclamation points in the header of this post but I just learned something extremely exciting: Project Runway Season Five began filming the first week of June 2008 and will premiere July 16, 2008 at 9 PM! I will give you a sec to stand up and rejoice...



Ok, welcome back. For anyone who has been living under a rock, or some other heavy object, Project Runway is golden. They bring on fashion designers from around the country and give them design challenges where they compete for a number of fabu prizes. It is incredibly addicting. It is up there with cocaine and double stuffed Oreos. For real. So, needless to say, I am thrilled that it is coming back on the air soon. I need to get my fix so the shaking will stop.

I'm Voting Repubican





Haha not really. I'm actually not voting at all. Not a fan of Jury Duty. But this video is pretty funny. Tell me what you think. Did it sway all you ridiculous Democrats?

Monday, June 9, 2008

God and Futurama


As I go through my life the weirdest things inspire me. Tonight I was enjoying a relaxing night at home by myself. I was doing laundry, cooking dinner and watching TV. I opened the Tivo list and started watching one of my favorite shows Futurama.
The episode began with Bender, a robot from the future getting accidentally mistaken for a torpedo and fired at space pirates by Leela. It isn't as weird as it sounds. Anywho, he gets launched into space and is left to drift there forever. The episode continues and is full of crazy shinanigans and one liners. The thing that really got to me was the final scene. Bender suddenly drifts into a cosmos that he discovers is god. It envelopes him in light and begins to talk to him. Now of course it is a cartoon so the stuff god says isn't exactly inspiring but as I was watching I started to think of how comforting it would be to be floating and completely enveloped in God. I hope that I can experience it someday.

Aspirations


Ever since I was little I always found myself making lists of goals. I probably have like 50 random lists of goals floating around. I seriously wrote them all the time. One time I was writing a list in church and this snatchy girl that I was sitting next to wanted to know what I was doing. Being true to her previous description, she snatched the list from out of my hand and upon reading it said "These are stupid goals". Well guess what girl, you can go to hell. But I digress.
The other day I found one of my lists and it was exceedingly amusing. Some of my aspirations were pretty far fetched, such as becoming a "Storm Chaser" like in the movie Twister, or collect dirt for every country (I know, random). It was pretty funny. Not all of my goals were out there such as "Learn Another Language" or "Write a Book" but I found it interesting how much some of my simple goals have changed as I have grown up. As I was reading my long lost index of intentions I was inspired to make a new list for my present self. I will admit that some of my dreams are still kind of abstract to say the least, but thats why they are called dreams so back off miss snatchy:

Bry's List of Dreams:

  1. Swim with Dolphins
  2. Learn to speak Spanish fluently
  3. Write a book that majorly influences people
  4. Have my art showcased in a gallery
  5. Be on TV in something that doesn't have to do with Disney or a news cast
  6. Go to culinary school (not because I want to be a chef but because I like to cook)
  7. Move to Hollywood (cliche I know)
  8. Get a dog
  9. Have kids
  10. Be in a major magazine
  11. Write for a newspaper column
  12. Own a brand new car
  13. Do a cirque du soleli show
  14. Own a small house decorated completely by me
  15. Have a job that doesn't require me to live paycheck to paycheck
  16. Be in a major film
  17. Meet Eckhart Tolle
  18. Be truly happy inside no matter what is happening in my life

Apparently I am easy to please and can't even break 20. But I am pretty content with everything that is on my humble 18 item catalog. So there you have it.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Charlie the Unicorn: Part Deux


So I am ecstatic that the amazing "Charlie the Unicorn" video now has a sequel! It is even better than the first. Usually sequels are awful (like Bring it on: In it to Win It or the never ending Land Before Time series. No one likes any of them after the first one.) but this one rocks, like Toy Story 2. So here it is Charlie the Unicorn 2!:





Here is the first one in case you haven't seen it:

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Gay Days


This week here at the magical Walt Disney World that we live in there is this festive (to say the least) event happening called Gay Days. For those of you who don't live in the Orlando area lemme explain.

Every year there is a MASSIVE event called Gay Days here in the parks. It is meant to be a week long celebration of diversity and acceptance. Considering that there are many of Cast Members here in the park that choose that lifestyle, it is a highly anticipated event. In theory, it sounds like a positive thing to promote togetherness and unity for members of the gay and lesbian community.

Now I am all about freedom of speech and equal opportunity for everyone. I can honestly say that I want everyone, no matter your religion, skin color, orientation, lifestyle, or opinions to be equal in this world. I may not necessarily agree with everything that some people say or do, but I don't feel it is my right to tell people what they can do or believe in .

However I am kind of irked about some of the things I have been experiencing while working this week and the weeks leading up to this event. The following are simply my thoughts as I have observed some of the conversations that have been happening around me. Please keep in mind I am not anti-anything in my remarks, I am simply trying to get a point across.

As the first week of June began to get closer I started hearing conversations having to do with Gay Days.

"I need to start working out so I can get into shape for Gay Days." I heard someone say as I eavesdropped on a conversation between two people. They then began to explain that they wanted to be in shape so they could hook up with some people during the weeks festivities.

This conversation really frustrated me. The subject of acceptance has been the topic of many conversations I have heard and had when it comes to gay rights. I always hear the never ending debate that, as I stated above and agree with myself, there should be acceptance for people who choose that particular lifestyle. They complain that people have a stereotype in their mind and that they are judged by that cliche. It is hard for me to show sympathy when statements like the one above are made. If the objective of going to an event like gay days is to sleep with as many people as one can, it is understandable that people have a preconceived notion about the lifestyle associated with it the event. It is discouraging to me that an event that is supposed to promote acceptance is, in reality, perpetuating a stereotype.

As this week arrived, my attitude towards what was about to happen was less than positive. All week everyone asks each other,

"What are you doing for gay days?" as if it is a religious holiday like Christmas or something. I just grow weary of the hypocrisy I suppose. There was one conversation I hear last night though that made me feel a little better about the overall attitude of people in this bubble called Disney.

I was in a brush-up rehearsal for a show I rarely do here. It was a monotonous and, in my opinion, pointless waste of time. Most of the run through was spent sitting in the stands of the theater. I sat in the back and listened to the bored conversations of my peers. At one point one boy turned to another and asked the redundant question:

"What are you doing for gay days?"

"Nothing. It's not really my thing." The other boy simply stated.

"What do you mean "It's not your thing". Being gay isn't your thing?" At this point another boy sitting next to the conversation joined in with by responding for the boy who was being questioned.

"Maybe there is more to his personality than being gay. Maybe he doesn't have to concentrate on one small piece of his life. There is more to him than being gay." I was really impressed by that answer. What he said was so profound to me. It goes deeper than being gay, it pertains to anything in life. When you take a small part of your personality and magnify it to the point it becomes your entire personality that is where the problem lies. Why choose a small part of who you are and let it consume you when who you are is so much deeper?

I guess I am just annoyed by the complaining. I was reading a letter to the editor yesterday that actually went right along with what I have been contimplating about. It is by Aaron Hicklin and the one quote that really summed up what I was feeling said:

"I don't want anyone to think of my sexuality as exceptional, for better or for worse; in fact, I'd rather they didn't think of it at all."

I feel that things would be a lot easier for people if they would just be rather than identifying solely with a particular aspect of their life. I am not even speaking about the gay thing anymore. I feel it applies to anything in life.

Anywho, I am sorry for the rant. I just get so disheartened by the things people do and say sometimes. I see their sadness and wish I could help them, but I can't because you can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped.

Family


Sometimes I get caught up in the stupid, catty drama in my life that I start forgetting what really matters. Sometimes I have to just step back and put things into perspective. Even though I don't show it well sometimes, I love my family so much. At the end of the day being cut off on I-4 or being asked to do an extra show doesn't seem so bad when I think of what could happen to my family. I am just thankful for them and can't get that thought out of my head today so I needed to write it down.

The Lovely Bones


The picture in this post is a photo of Alice Sebold. As you can see by looking at my sidebar, one of the books I am reading, "The Lovely Bones" is written by her. I had seen it on shelves and in peoples laps for years but I never got around to reading it, although the cover always had intrigued me. Well the other day I was in Target and I saw it on the shelf and bought it on a whim. From the second I started reading it I was hooked. It is so well written and emotionally packed. I have never been so emotionally affected by a book like this one has. I have to literally take a pause and every once and a while to keep myself from losing it. It is the story of a young girl in the 70's who, like many other girls in the time, falls victim to a brutal murder. But that isn't even the saddest part! Afterwards she sits up in "her heaven" and watches the effects her death has on her parents marriage, her two siblings and everyone else she came in contact with while she was alive. The way she describes how her parents are feeling, and the things she thinks just breaks my heart. The realistic observations of life and people undergoing hardships are so on point. It sounds strange but I feel so emotionally protective for these characters and their well being. Needless to say it is so amazing and I seriously recommend it.

On another note they are making a film version of the book. It stars Mark Wahlberg, Rachel Wiez (yes mam), and that amazing little girl from "Attonment". It is also being directed by Peter Jackson so you know it will be epic.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Quote of the Day


I actually found this quote last night but I kinda went post crazy yesterday so I decided to hold off until today. The quote is by Mohandas Ghandi who just just full of clever sayings, who knew?

"Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's need,
but not every man's greed."

Monday, June 2, 2008

Legally Blonde The Musical: The Search For Elle Woods


I want to commend my friends Rachel and Mara tonight. They were on MTV for Legally Blonde The Musical: The Search For Elle Woods and they were awesome. They totally shouldn't have been cut but like Rachel said:

"It all depends on being in the right place, at the right time, with the right look. I guess the stars just didn't align for me today."

It sucks but I know that they are gonna be amazing in life so I guess this one thing won't matter. I mean who has even heard of this MTV anyway?

Finished!

Thirty posts later can you tell it is my day off? Anywho I wanted to show you that by writing the blog about not having inspiration to finish my paiting actually gave me inspiration to finish my painting. So here you have it. I call it "Royal Ennui"


Quote of the Day


I haven't done a quote of the day for a while. The reason being is that I found myself searching for a meaningful quote which kind of eliminates the point. So I have just been waiting for quotes to jump out at me. If I read something and it slaps my cerebellum or tugs my heart stringys then I will jot it down. But you can't force that kind of magic so the quotes of the day might not be a daily thing. Sorry to break your heart.

Earlier today, as you might have seen (all two of my loyal readers, thanks mom) I wrote a post about Alanis's new CD. Well, this sent me on an obsessive internet spree of her website, where I just happen to find the quote of the day. It was written on the top bar of her home page and it said:


"Don't try to carpet the world, wear slippers."


I liked this quote because it came as an answer to some questions I have been having. Lately at work there has been ridiculous amounts of drama. The entire feeling of our group has shifted from it's previous happy energy to a negative, suspicious sensation when one enters. I hate it with a fiery passion of a thousand suns. High School used to be a safe and caring place. Don't get me wrong, we can be bitches, but for the most part there has always been an underlying feeling of love.

I really miss it, which is why lately I have been trying to get us back to wear we used to be. It has been so frustrating, trying to fix everything and put out every fire. I am not a fireman people. So when I saw this quote it hit me. All I need to do is fix myself. I need to stop frantically trying to fix the world around me. If I fix myself then eventually, everything around me will be ok too.

So thank you Alanis for the advice, and the awesome quote of the day.

Alanis!


I am so UBER excited right now. Alanis Morisette has a new album dropping June 1oth! It is called Flavors of Entanglement!

The single is called "Underneath" and I love it. Here the music video for it. Lemme know what you think.

Art


Art is so frustrating to me sometimes. I love it but it is so hard to find the motivation to create sometimes. This is a piece I am working on right now. It has been sitting on my easel for like four months because I am never motivated enough to finish it.

Meerkats


So as of late I have become obsessed with the show Meerkat Manor. It is pretty much the coolest thing ever invented by the execs at Animal Planet. Picture this: A bunch of scientists from Cambridge go out into the desert, find a bunch of meerkats (which happen to be the cutest wittle fings ever created), film them for months then make up a dramatic story line from what unfolds. It is like 90210 Meerkat Edition.

It is freaky how much these wittle guys act like humans. There is this one episode where one of the meerkats named Flower gets banished but then she is welcomed back into the family like a month later by her sister, who lets her back in just because she needs a babysitter for her new pups. Anywho when they are reunited they totally run in slow-mo up to each other and give one another a precious meerkat hug. You can't write that stuff!

Bottom line: the most adorable (and only) animal drama on television. Go watch it.

Here is a commercial so you can soak up it's awesomeness right now!