Happy Birthday Vincent D'Onofrio

Today is one of my other favorite actor's birthdays--Law and Order:Criminal Intent's Vincent D'Onofrio. Happy 46th! One of Vincent's earlier roles was that of Thor in Adventures In Babysitting. Since then, he has done a lot of great movies like Full Metal Jacket and Men In Black. He's another actor I love to watch. I had a great dream the other morning that I was doing a scene with him for an episode of Criminal Intent. It was a love scene. Just as I was about to un-do his shirt, the friggin' alarm went off!
I know, I am a geek.

I mis-quoted Mr. Cruise in a previous entry. He knows everything about psychaitry, not psychology. I still don't know where the "M.D." after his name went. Just because your ancestors are from a different planet, that does not make you an expert on psychaitry.

I finally got my NYC pics uploaded last night. I am still working on my NYC blog entry. It is very lengthy.

God bless Claritin.

My Scientology Theory

I am all for learning about new religions. The more I learn about different religions, the closer I feel to my own, which is good 'ol Christianity. Granted, I do not know as much about Scientology as Tom Cruise claims to know about Psychology (though I do not notice "M.D." after his name), I have two theories on the religion started by science-fiction writer, L. Ron Hubbard--Scientology.
The first theory is this: The whole idea that the human race was taken over by aliens a long time ago, and the problems we face as individuals are what is left over from the alien invasion of our bodies, that we just have to get the aliens out, is really just an allegory that is being taken too literally by the Scientology community.
My second and most favorite theory is this: L. Ron Hubbard is looking down on the Scientology community and is laughing his ass off, because he managed to pull off starting his own religion in the 1960's based on Eastern philisophical principles and giving it a sci-fi twist, allowing him to sell millions of copies of his books, have an enormous house of worship built in his name, and he now has millions of followers. Not bad for a dead guy, eh? I have to give him credit for pulling the wool over so many people's eyes.
What ever happened to "Beware of false prophets?"
I am not trying to criticize a person for what he believes. If a person finds comfort in Scientology, then who am I to belittle him? Just please make sure you research all sides of a religion before commiting your life to it. The same goes for psychotic drugs, dieting, exercise, etc. I guess I am just not a fan of fads--Fad diets, fad religions, fashion fads. I suppose it is cool that we can choose to follow whatever we so desire. I am just so disgusted by this celebrity; No I do not call him an actor, but a celebrity who makes movies, because he publicly attacks someone for something he as a man will never have to experience. No, I am not letting it ruin my day, but I am fed up enough to write about it, especially since I cannot turn on a tv or go to a grocery store check-out without seeing an image of this weasle or hearing his voice.
That is all for now. In the meantime, I am going to do some research on Scientology. I encourage anyone to study Eastern philosophy, Hindu, Taoism, Budhism....These religions have great principles and they all have one thing in common--A belief in one creator of all things. Studying these religions even further reaffrims my Christian beliefs and makes Christianity make even more sense to me.

I Hate Hackers!

I have been a busy girl at work, thanks to the security breach at Card Systems Solutions. As we have been saying around here, "Life's a breach!" There are worse things. Our robbery, system conversion and gold to platinum credit card conversion were 100 times worse than this. I just hate calling people, for the simple fact that I have the worst time getting a hold of people or they think I am a telemarketer, even though I state my name and business before I ask if the person is there. So I am like, "I'll do the organizing and put together a spreadsheet to send to our processor, if someone else does the calling." Not to mention, it is impossible to get anything done, because of all of the damn interruptions. I am just tired and cranky, but happy that I won't have any homework until September and I will be entering the Fall cluster as a sophmore. It is about time! Since Sunday is my only day off and it is getting to be almost 100 degrees here, I think I will spend part of the day at the pool, then the rest of the day cleaning and getting a little of my life back. It is just amazing how long a toilet can go without being cleaned, before it tries to eat someone alive!

Shut Up and Do What You Are Told

I am having a real hard time with the 'ol "Shut up and do what you are told," these days. I am such a time mangagement freak that I cannot stand to see people waste time, especially if it involves me taking time out of my day for no good reason. I seem to have a big problem with authority these days, as well. I cannot help it--Authority is wasting my time and its time. I have a hard time seeing people, especially those who should no better, with no operative planning skills, no organizational skills, and no common sense. Thinking things through takes practice to get good at it. It is a skill or intelligence area that can be developed. Maybe if people worried less about popular tabloid issues, spent less time watching television, and more time thinking for themselves, I would not get so irritated. After all, it is all about me. The Dali Lama, in all of his knowledgeable knowledge, would say that the standards I set for myself are too high; That is really the issue. This is probably true, and I don't know about you, but I like to have the capability of finding my way home. The standards I set for myself are necessary for my survival. I have a hard time with wandering through life, feeling lost, having 2.2 children, being tens of thousands of dollars in debt, and having nothing to show for that debt, except for the 2.2 children, who are going to rack up more debt for themselves, despite my disciplining them, with regards to finance. Why do we have this attitude that we do not have to be responsible for our actions and we can just pass the buck? Why do we think it is okay to waste the time of our fellow human beings with such bull shit as who is doin' who? How come the movie studios feel like they can make shitty films, then have their stars use their personal lives to promote their shitty films? It is a wise tactic, but I think the studios would sell more films if the studios would just be honest and say, "This is the shittiest film of the century." People would be curious enough to maybe pay to see the film, then think it is really good, because their expectations were so low going into the movie. One more thing, since it is a slow news month, even though children are still dissappearing and men, women, and children are dying in Iraq, and one cannot avoid hearing about Tom Cruise's mishap on the red carpet--I would feel bad if it had been anyone other than Tom to get water thrown in his face at a premier. i would not feel bad at all if that dude were to be abducted by aliens tomorrow and dropped off on his native planet of "Dumb ass." I hope Katie uses him to further her career, then dumps his ass. I cannot believe I am talking about this bull shit!

Lip Singing

Today is worth two posts.
Friday my band played an outdoor show for the city of Des Peres (Des Peres, MO). This was our second show on our "City and Parks Department" tour. These shows sound silly, but let me say that it is so nice and refreshing not to have to play for stupid drunks. I don't mean to sound ungrateful, because the stupid drunks are paying my college tuition (thank you, stupid drunks), however, there are a lot of kids at these outdoor shows and they just think we're something special. The whole band received many hugs at our Lake St. Louis outdoor show. Some of the kids even "rushed" the stage, so to speak. It was cool. They wanted autographs and pictures. At last Friday's gig, a group of 7-9 year-olds came up to me and started asking me all these questions. One girl asked, "Are you lip singing?" I replied, "No, honey, we don't make enough money to do that." They thought that was funny. It just goes to show you that record companies don't have quite everyone fooled. The future generation does not buy into the facade, so record companies better knock off the lip sync game. (That'll be the day--Even Jon Bon Jovi uses a lovely, pitch fixing device during live performances called, "Auto- tune." He might as well move his mouth to a pre-recorded track). Actually, I am just jaded and still pissed at Geffen records.

It's Gonna' Be A Rough One

I have been taking the wonderful anti-depressant, Effexor XR, for almost two and a half years now. I have never felt better. Friday, however, I noticed that I only had two pills left. This quickly became a problem, as if I miss two days of my wonder-drug, the repercussions are not happy, so I missed Friday, took one Saturday and took one this morning. I am praying for a re-fill. I am really tired of relying on a drug, to be quite honest, but the withdrawal is horrible. I am moody, dizzy, almost narcaleptic, and am staring to tremble. One would think I was going through withdrawal from heroin--All of this is from taking the drug every other day for the past four days. Not to mention, I have been taking the lowest dose possible. I just do not have time for withdrawal complications, but when will I ever have time? I just feel bad for those around me.

Go, Spamalot!

Congratulations are in order for all the folks involved with Monty Python's Spamalot! for taking home the Tony award for Best New Musical! It was, without a doubt, Tony-worthy.

Congratulations also to Sara Ramirez who plays "The Lady of the Lake" in Spamalot! for taking home the Tony for best actress in a musical. Sara is an amazing actress and singer and I prayed that she would win. It was such a pleasure to be able to see such a talented, rising star perform live.

One more thing-- Congratulations to Norbert Leo Butz from South St. Louis, MO for taking home the Best Actor in a Musical. He stars in Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. He beat out Tim Curry and Jon Lithgow, who are also two amazing actors (we all know how I feel about Tim). There is a place on Broadway for us hard-working, mid-western foks after all. Go Norbert!

I love musical theater again!

Long Time, No Write

It has been a long time since I have journaled. The truth is, I was planning on writing some big elaborate entry about my trip to New York, complete with pictures. I have the photos scanned and transferred onto my hard drive, but I have not had the time to write the entry I want to write and add the pictures. I plan on sending out a mass e-mail to let everyone know when my photos are out there.

The day I got back from New York, I had to start research for a paper and prepare a Power Point presentation. Then, I had to get my emissions test, re-new my license plates, go to the gyno, unpack, do laundry. All of a sudden, Wednesday came and it was back to the old routine--Go back to work and go to class. The band played Thursday at our regular venue, Helen Fitzgerald's. Then, we played Friday-Sunday at Ameristar's Bottleneck Blues Bar. I managed to work as a teller that Saturday morning and balance to the penny. There is definitely no rest for the stupid. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were spent writing my paper and preparing my presentation, not to mention catching re-runs of "House, M.D." Now, we are on Thursday again and it is another crazy weekend, with tonight Helen's, Friday at the Voodoo Lounge, and Saturday at Lake St. Louis. Saturday my class is taking a field trip to the Art Museum and one of my close friend's daughter's graduation party is Saturday. Oh yeah, I am still trying to be a good girlfriend. I am stressed. It is my own fault. Work is good, though.
I talked to one of my best friends, Kim, yesterday and that was nice. I have got to find some time to get to Cali and see her this summer. I feel bad that I am breaking our Fourth of July tradition for a silly show in Hannibal, MO.
I will blame my insanity on hormones.
I am ready to move to New York, by the way. I felt truely at home, there.