Spontaneous Musings

Saw Gilmore Girls, Veronica Mars, and Nip-Tuck last night. Can't really say that much about GG and Nip-Tuck, since I was using them as background noise. During Nip-Tuck, I was making plane reservations for Thanksgiving and Xmas, which was a pain and I really envy people who do not have to do this in order to be with their loved ones and families during the holidays. Yes, I get to go to nice place, but honestly, there are days I wish my parents had retired to New Jersey or upstate New York. The only thing I got from Nip-Tuck is ( Read more... )

[As an aside, my latest addiction is pomegrants. Been eating the things like crazy. Tough fruit to eat, you have to prye it apart, then pick out the kernels - which look like the kernels on corn, except they are bright red, filled with tart/sweet juice and stain everything in sight. Was getting pre-plucked kernels until I discovered that it's cheaper to do it myself. Reason for addiction?
Great cure for heartburn, indigestion and general edgyiness.]

Veronica Mars continues to entertain me more than most people. I like the college years. High school shows tend to bore me, maybe because I'm 39 and can't remember high-school that well and find teenagers generally speaking annoying as hell? Yeah, that would explain it. Doesn't help that the teens are usually played by 20 somethings and so close in age to the people playing their parents, that we start to wonder when the parents actually had them? In high school? That said, I think in some respects VM is doing college years better than other shows have, it is certainly more realistic than other shows. The only show that ever focused on college that I liked was The Paper Chase - which was one of those brilliant shows that got cancelled by the networks, only to be picked up by PBS. LOL! PBS did this twice, the other one was a series that took place in the 1960s during the civil rights movement starring Regina Taylor and Sam Waterson - also dealt with college. Anyhow back to VM.

( Veronica Mars spoilers )

Okay tired now. Going to bed.

I' ve taken my lap-top to bed with me, so I'm curious to see how this will work. Never attempted to write on it while in bed before. Sort of nifty. Also makes me feel a tad safer, for reasons I completely understand but do not wish to go into here.

This is a sort of personal essay - the type you might see in The New Yorker or the OP-Ed section of a newspaper or maybe on a blog. Except with more typos and no editors or betas (the webhead term for editor) and zero fact-checking. A personal essay can receive comments or letters in response, but isn't really expecting them and the writer is unlikely to respond. Or at least that's how I distinguish a personal essay from a normal rambling journal entry.

Also while it may be based on my experience, it also reflects my perceptions of other's experiences or what they've relayed to me and what I remember, and memory being what it is, that may or may not necessarily be accurate or what the person said. In short what lies within this post is my own opinions and thoughts on the matter, my own musings. Nothing more or less than that.

Over the last few weeks, perhaps longer, I've been reflecting on the nature of friendship. How it changes. Which makes sense, considering everything in life changes if we think about it. Nothing stays the same. There's a couple Robert Frost poems that comment on that theme. I've been told that life is a bit like a book, each new page introducing something new to the work. Each word a new variable. I think friendship has the same quality.

[Updated - I removed the VM spoilers, sorry, forgot people haven't watched the first half of S2 yet. They are gone now.]

( a rambling essay on the loss of friendship )