I Happened to Be 6 Years Old When I Saw It

My love for Tina Fey knows no bounds. I loved her ever since she stepped onto Weekend Update. This election process has been so long in coming, but she makes it so entertaining. If you get a chance, go to hulu.com and watch all of 30 Rock from top to bottom. It really pays off. The following is a clip from her interview with Conan O'Brien and it just puts me in a great mood, especially the last minute and a half or so:



I do believe in these trying times, that laughter is the best medicine.

I Just Want To Know Why!

Almost six years ago, when I moved to New York, I shared an apartment with three lovely ladies. At least once a month, the movie Steel Magnolias would be playing in the living room. One or many roommates would be tear-strewn in front of the television, hoping that Shelby would open her eyes. I included myself in these viewings, because there was something so freeing about watching this movie and bawling your eyes out. In two hours you could go through every feeling imaginable and move on. New York is hard. Well, life can be hard. Sometimes you just need to purge all of those negative feelings.

Sadly, we have moved into different apartments, and the copy of Steel Magnolias is long gone, most likely in Pittsburgh, or maybe still in the first apartment, being viewed by the guys from University of Florida that took the apartment after us, (at least that is how I like to imagine it...)

It's only Tuesday, but this has not really been the best week for me: Fears abound about the economy; Neo-Nazis are trying to kill people; a poor child was found murdered. Not to mention my recent breakdown of self-confidence. (Now before you think "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww..." and pity me, remember that we have all had these thoughts, and these feelings will pass like Shelby. Oh. Too soon.)

Tonight I was very lucky to notice a link to a live speech being given by Michelle Obama in Colorado Springs. For thirty minutes or so I was glued. She was magnificent and eloquent, and discussed what we could all rise up and do together. Within moments, my eyes welled up. The tears that I have been holding back for probably weeks just strolled out. It was so nice to hear someone speak about the great that can be had, about bringing out what is in all of us. Suddenly I wasn't feeling inadequate or ugly. I felt proud and excited. I feel like we are on the cusp of greatness.

And now I am putting it out there into the universe: Next Tuesday, I will be able to cry again. This time it will be tears of joy.

Another Fast Weekend

I cannot believe it is already 12:30. Tonight was spent uploading Facebook photos and kind of watching SNL. It was actually pretty funny this week!

I still need a vacation.

I'm also five (and 90,) so I really enjoyed this:

So gay.

Well it's an election year. You know what that means: Time to bash the gays. The following are two short videos that made me very happy today. Watch:




Speaking of Anne Heche:

Oopsies

This gave me a good chuckle:



"You're racist. I mean I disagree with you. I mean.. ummm..."

And look at how BORED Cindy looks.

A Literary Shout-out

As the week comes again, I am going to curl up tonight and finish a book that I have been reading. It's kind of a special book to me because it happens to be written by the first published author I actually know. Ellen and I worked for the same company when I first got to the city. Soon after, we became joint receptionists. Real good times. I am in the process of finishing her second novel, Everything Nice. While it's not my typical reading fare, I cannot help but get sucked into her stories and clever writing. If you are looking for an enjoyable read, please check her out here.

Have a happy Monday!
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The Diamond In The Rough

Why is it that days off seem to go by so quickly?

After working a pretty intense couple of weeks, I took two days off in a row! I start rehearsals next week for a show, so it will be a while before that happens again.

Tonight, I am posting the reasons why I still watch SNL. Sure, some episodes go by where nothing terribly funny happens. And other times, you get this:



And this:



And last but not least:

Pepperidge Farm remembers...

 

Was I really ever this young?