I'm sure most of you have been wondering why I don't blog more. In fact, I'm rather certain that thoughts concerning my blog occupy most of your minds, most of the time.
(*realistically, I know it's actually presumptuous for me to even address a plural audience, as it reflects the assumption that more than one person even reads this - hi mom :) )
Seriously though - irrespective of the size of my audience, I do enjoy my little blog, and don't add to it more frequently because of this whole "simple life" I've sort of intentionally, sort of unintentionally, adopted.
I don't have Internet or cable. I probably will break down soon and get the Internet. It is sort of lame that I have an IPad and a new laptop and don't have the Internet (or any un-password-protected wireless connections to scam from). The reason I'm not "plugged in" is really more out of laziness and general I-object-to-Brighthouse-cable-ness than anything else.
As far as cable goes -- there's a bit more deliberate intention there. I basically am addicted to cable. When I do have cable, my heart palpitates and my palms sweat just thinking about all of the things I need to watch to clear room on the DVR box. I mean, godforbid an episode of Dancing With the Stars is bumped off the box before I make room in my schedule to fast-forward through it.
My weakness is specific to reality tv. More specifically, Bravo programming. Love. It.
And, so, this strangely long and rambling opening finally arrives at my point. One of those rare moments when a news story combines my two loves - criminal news stories and reality tv - in a manner that not only begs for, but requires a blog post (home Internet connection, or no).
Read on:
http://abcnews.go.com/US/florida-woman-dalia-dippolito-reality-tv-defense-murder/story?id=13467249
First of all, we can speed over the obvious: the weird news always happens in Florida. I know.
Sooo... this woman is caught on (undercover police) camera, soliciting what she [allegedly] believes is a hitman to kill her husband. Surprise, it's an undercover cop.
Before giving her the whole, surprisewe'recopsputyourhandsup!, schtufff, these [prone-to-drama] cops then call some more cops (this time in uniform) to tell her that her husband is dead. [cue performance worthy of reality tv, fo. sho.]
**the video of her Oscar-performance reaction can be seen on the page you find at the above link. worth watching.
Ok, so, she's caught red-handed. Until... she comes up with BEST DEFENSE EVER.
She claims that, the whole time police are interviewing her, she is waiting for her husband just to walk in at any moment. Because A- she knows he isnt really dead and B - her husband has orchestrated his own contract killing, not as a strange suicide plot, but rather as some sort of complicated way to get his own reality show???
Let's take a moment to reflect, as this information presents several interesting questions for the viewer.
A) What kind of reality show would this be?
I suppose some sort of Newlyweds drama meets Jersey Shore type drunk violence situation??? Nick and Jessica were cute when they bickered. Mike and Dalia would have been cute when they... plotted one another's murders???
***As apparent as my sarcasm may be, I will be honest: I would watch this
B) I was going to say: what sort of idiotic lengths are we to believe a person would go to in order to be on tv? Then I realized this was a dumb question, in an era where a brilliant pair of parents would send a balloon into the air, while convincing a nation that their child was in said balloon, whilst said child is actually being held hostage in a garage/basement, only to further their reality tv careers... and then I withdraw my question.
Ok... so, picking up where we left off:
When I got to this point in the story, I thought... ok. Well, didn't the husband just tell the police that he planned this, therefore making the prosecution of this case kind of needless and, well, stupid?
But, then you get to the part of the story where the husband testifies and says he has noideawhatshestalkingabout and was pretty shocked when he found out his wife had hired someone to kill him.
Major. Fail.
There's other evidence against her, such as text messages and independent witnesses that are supposedly going to support the State's case against her. Likely this means she will testify herself. Likely this means I will watch it.
As a side note, there are some important ironies to point out:
1- During the sting that led to her arrest, the [original] reality show Cops was taping an episode. No matter what happens, she wins in the famousforthewrongreasons department.
2- Dalia has been on reality tv shows before. Most notably, she was on an episode of The Jamie Kennedy Experiment (speaking of major fails), that... wait for it... featured a plot line involving a fake hit man!
You just can't write this stuff.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Reality Show IQ
Not everyone loves tests quite as much as I do, I know this. I suppose I can understand why not every child got the same rush out of a math problem that I once did. As a recovering television addict, I can also understand both sides of the reality tv hysteria. Although I have somehow managed to survive a few months at this point without cable or a DVR, I can remember a time in recent history where the only thing that could get me out of bed early on a weekday was the knowledge that an episode of Real Housewives was waiting for me on that little machine.
So, what does reality tv have to do with me being a little nerdy? Apparently a lot. The SAT recently used an essay prompt that turned out to be quite controversial...about reality tv!
The 16 year-old in me weeps with excitement.
(As an aside, the SAT has changed quite a bit since most of us took it - it is now scored out of 2400 points, with an added Writing Skills section that includes an essay-writing task).
(As a double aside, I was shocked when I taught my first Kaplan SAT course and was reviewing the kids' practice tests- score after score, 1200, 1450, 1300... I thought they were geniuses. Once you put them on a scale of 2400, they'reactually pretty terrible scores. And that's more like it.)
Anyway, the following prompt appeared on the most recent administration of the SAT:
"Reality television programs, which feature real people engaged in real activities rather than professional actors performing scripted scenes, are increasingly popular.
These shows depict ordinary people competing in everything from singing and dancing to losing weight, or just living their everyday lives. Most people believe that the reality these shows portray is authentic, but they are being misled.
How authentic can these shows be when producers design challenges for the participants and then editors alter filmed scenes?
Do people benefit from forms of entertainment that show so-called reality, or are such forms of entertainment harmful?"
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Ha! That is awesome... But, apparently, not all of the nerds of America (and their pushy, overprotective parents) are pleased. Check out what one such socially-challenged teen had to say about the test question:
“I ended up talking about Jacob Riis and how any form of media cannot capture reality objectively,” he wrote, invoking the 19th-century social reformer. “I kinda want to cry right now.”
I kind of want to cry just reading this, personally. Jacob whaaa?? Out of virtue of the fact that I personally have no CLUE wtf that kid is talking about , I believe he probably aced the SAT, despite his parents' refusal to allow him to watch MTV - (and, might I add, he probably wanted to "cry right now" because he has no friends).
Meanwhile, the kid who spends a lot of time watching the tube says:
“I talked about American Idol (how it can push people to strive towards better singing skills) and The Biggest Loser (how it influences people to become healthier,)” one commenter, “bandgeek156,” wrote on College Confidential. “Wasn’t that hard from what I thought.”
That sounds like the. worst. answer. ever.
The point is, there's a lot of controversy over this because, well... people like to create controversy where it shouldn't otherwise exist. And, people get really, really, really ridiculously stressed out about this stuff.
The test isn't actually rewarding kids who watch tv over those who do not. One kid talked about Jacob Riis, the Danish social reformer (ok, I googled it), and another about Steven Tyler. It's pretty obvious who's getting into Harvard here. The essay prompt very clearly explains what a "reality show" is for all those living under a rock (the kind of rock under which one could study calculus with a practically religious fervor) and is not at all unfair to those who don't watch tv. In fact, it's quite clear that those who spend more time with Snooki than with their math book will still remain the big failures in the world of the SAT (although, in a very special and ironic twist, they get to walk away at least feeling like they aced the essay, due to their complex analysis of the rocky relationship between Sammie and Ronnie).
Personally, I loved this story... not only because I would have rocked this essay question, but because it just highlights what freaks we've created in an overly-competitive college admissions environment. The real reason some of the kids freaked out is because they spend hours preparing for these tests and anticipating potential questions... and they weren't banking on this one.
One of my favorite comments from the article's Comments section:
I was taking the SAT for the first time Saturday. When I saw the question, I freaked out. I had no clue what to put down. My tutor had told me to use Martin Luther King as an example no matter what the question, and I don’t think he fits too easily into this topic. When I looked at my paper after the test and saw that I had written about Snooki on my SAT test, I felt pretty stupid to be honest.— Sam
______
That is pretty much the best thing I've ever read. What happened to the days of going home from a football game, only to remember you better go to bed early and stop at the convenient store the next day for No. 2 pencils because, oh yeh, the SAT is tomorrow???
Here's another:
As a junior who took the SAT on Saturday, I was infuriated with the prompt. I read the Times daily and I watch the news every night, so I am more than adequately prepared to discuss the disaster in Japan or the leadership issues with Mubarak and Gaddafi. When I saw the prompt, my jaw became slack and my eyes twitched in horror. SAT essays should reference literature and current events, not reality television.— Amanda
___________
Ahh.. delightful.
In closing, I'd like to commend the College Board for not only writing what I think turned out to be kind of an interesting question (which, by the way, I've been thinking about all day), and for laughing in the faces of all the over-privileged children who have actual SAT coaches. Oh, and mostly, for freaking out the lame kids of America, before they get to college and roommates like me have to break them in.
So, what does reality tv have to do with me being a little nerdy? Apparently a lot. The SAT recently used an essay prompt that turned out to be quite controversial...about reality tv!
The 16 year-old in me weeps with excitement.
(As an aside, the SAT has changed quite a bit since most of us took it - it is now scored out of 2400 points, with an added Writing Skills section that includes an essay-writing task).
(As a double aside, I was shocked when I taught my first Kaplan SAT course and was reviewing the kids' practice tests- score after score, 1200, 1450, 1300... I thought they were geniuses. Once you put them on a scale of 2400, they'reactually pretty terrible scores. And that's more like it.)
Anyway, the following prompt appeared on the most recent administration of the SAT:
"Reality television programs, which feature real people engaged in real activities rather than professional actors performing scripted scenes, are increasingly popular.
These shows depict ordinary people competing in everything from singing and dancing to losing weight, or just living their everyday lives. Most people believe that the reality these shows portray is authentic, but they are being misled.
How authentic can these shows be when producers design challenges for the participants and then editors alter filmed scenes?
Do people benefit from forms of entertainment that show so-called reality, or are such forms of entertainment harmful?"
-----------------
Ha! That is awesome... But, apparently, not all of the nerds of America (and their pushy, overprotective parents) are pleased. Check out what one such socially-challenged teen had to say about the test question:
“I ended up talking about Jacob Riis and how any form of media cannot capture reality objectively,” he wrote, invoking the 19th-century social reformer. “I kinda want to cry right now.”
I kind of want to cry just reading this, personally. Jacob whaaa?? Out of virtue of the fact that I personally have no CLUE wtf that kid is talking about , I believe he probably aced the SAT, despite his parents' refusal to allow him to watch MTV - (and, might I add, he probably wanted to "cry right now" because he has no friends).
Meanwhile, the kid who spends a lot of time watching the tube says:
“I talked about American Idol (how it can push people to strive towards better singing skills) and The Biggest Loser (how it influences people to become healthier,)” one commenter, “bandgeek156,” wrote on College Confidential. “Wasn’t that hard from what I thought.”
That sounds like the. worst. answer. ever.
The point is, there's a lot of controversy over this because, well... people like to create controversy where it shouldn't otherwise exist. And, people get really, really, really ridiculously stressed out about this stuff.
The test isn't actually rewarding kids who watch tv over those who do not. One kid talked about Jacob Riis, the Danish social reformer (ok, I googled it), and another about Steven Tyler. It's pretty obvious who's getting into Harvard here. The essay prompt very clearly explains what a "reality show" is for all those living under a rock (the kind of rock under which one could study calculus with a practically religious fervor) and is not at all unfair to those who don't watch tv. In fact, it's quite clear that those who spend more time with Snooki than with their math book will still remain the big failures in the world of the SAT (although, in a very special and ironic twist, they get to walk away at least feeling like they aced the essay, due to their complex analysis of the rocky relationship between Sammie and Ronnie).
Personally, I loved this story... not only because I would have rocked this essay question, but because it just highlights what freaks we've created in an overly-competitive college admissions environment. The real reason some of the kids freaked out is because they spend hours preparing for these tests and anticipating potential questions... and they weren't banking on this one.
One of my favorite comments from the article's Comments section:
I was taking the SAT for the first time Saturday. When I saw the question, I freaked out. I had no clue what to put down. My tutor had told me to use Martin Luther King as an example no matter what the question, and I don’t think he fits too easily into this topic. When I looked at my paper after the test and saw that I had written about Snooki on my SAT test, I felt pretty stupid to be honest.— Sam
______
That is pretty much the best thing I've ever read. What happened to the days of going home from a football game, only to remember you better go to bed early and stop at the convenient store the next day for No. 2 pencils because, oh yeh, the SAT is tomorrow???
Here's another:
As a junior who took the SAT on Saturday, I was infuriated with the prompt. I read the Times daily and I watch the news every night, so I am more than adequately prepared to discuss the disaster in Japan or the leadership issues with Mubarak and Gaddafi. When I saw the prompt, my jaw became slack and my eyes twitched in horror. SAT essays should reference literature and current events, not reality television.— Amanda
___________
Ahh.. delightful.
In closing, I'd like to commend the College Board for not only writing what I think turned out to be kind of an interesting question (which, by the way, I've been thinking about all day), and for laughing in the faces of all the over-privileged children who have actual SAT coaches. Oh, and mostly, for freaking out the lame kids of America, before they get to college and roommates like me have to break them in.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Freedom of Impropriety?
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/08/us/08muskegon.html?pagewanted=1&ref=us&src=me&adxnnlx=1299682840-FWU238xhdI2NVWfWQQjKgg
I saw this article today and it really exemplified what I think is an interesting and, often times troubling, legal issue that is developing with the advent of a more technological society.
In this instance, a young 21 year-old musician in a small Michigan town decided to take on a musical project with some major shock value....not a novel idea for musicians, nor for guys in their early 20's...and in this case, not too smart.
He sang age-appropriate songs to a classroom full of first graders. Afterwards, he sang a far more (sexually) inappropriate song, this time to an empty room, and later edits a video to give the appearance that he sang the second song to a room full of innocent kids.
Inappropriate? Yeh, pretty much. But the response was equally inappropriate. The kid has now been arrested on charges of Child Pornography, facing a lifetime labelled as a sexual predator. A condition of his bond? He can't perform music...adding insult to this First Amendment injury.
The Supreme Court has decided that child pornography is not protected by the First Amendment... But this is continuously misapplied. Another example:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28679588/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/
I actually saw this story first on Oprah. Again, it presents what is probably a real issue that needs to be addressed with the young ladies of society (hello, not everyone is Kim Kardashian, and nude photos of you circulating around the playground is not-so-cute)- but, again, is inappropriately addressed by the State.
Young girls were charged with sex crimes for sending nude photos of themselves to their male classmates on their cell phones. Dumb? Totally. Sexual predators? Notsomuch.
The ACLU agreed, and actually took on this case, in an attempt to bar the prosecution from even going forward with the case
(http://www.wired.com/threatlevel/2009/03/aclu-sues-da-ov/).
Just seems to me that these are all examples of local governments trying to legislate morality. Certainly these young people (essentially children themselves) are not the boogiemen we are so well-trained to fear, lurking in minivans with sugary lures. What then, is the purpose, other than to teach quite a costly (and unfair) lesson?
I saw this article today and it really exemplified what I think is an interesting and, often times troubling, legal issue that is developing with the advent of a more technological society.
In this instance, a young 21 year-old musician in a small Michigan town decided to take on a musical project with some major shock value....not a novel idea for musicians, nor for guys in their early 20's...and in this case, not too smart.
He sang age-appropriate songs to a classroom full of first graders. Afterwards, he sang a far more (sexually) inappropriate song, this time to an empty room, and later edits a video to give the appearance that he sang the second song to a room full of innocent kids.
Inappropriate? Yeh, pretty much. But the response was equally inappropriate. The kid has now been arrested on charges of Child Pornography, facing a lifetime labelled as a sexual predator. A condition of his bond? He can't perform music...adding insult to this First Amendment injury.
The Supreme Court has decided that child pornography is not protected by the First Amendment... But this is continuously misapplied. Another example:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28679588/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/
I actually saw this story first on Oprah. Again, it presents what is probably a real issue that needs to be addressed with the young ladies of society (hello, not everyone is Kim Kardashian, and nude photos of you circulating around the playground is not-so-cute)- but, again, is inappropriately addressed by the State.
Young girls were charged with sex crimes for sending nude photos of themselves to their male classmates on their cell phones. Dumb? Totally. Sexual predators? Notsomuch.
The ACLU agreed, and actually took on this case, in an attempt to bar the prosecution from even going forward with the case
(http://www.wired.com/threatlevel/2009/03/aclu-sues-da-ov/).
Just seems to me that these are all examples of local governments trying to legislate morality. Certainly these young people (essentially children themselves) are not the boogiemen we are so well-trained to fear, lurking in minivans with sugary lures. What then, is the purpose, other than to teach quite a costly (and unfair) lesson?
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Musical Memories
I engage in what I like to call musical roulette. I don't own too many cd's (I never bounced back after all of mine were stolen from my car as part of my "Miami Initiation"), and although I own an Ipod, I havent updated the songs since pre-2007 (no, really). I do things the old-fashioned way. I turn on the radio, and see what comes out.
My musical tastes are as eclectic as they come - different tunes for different moods. But, what I found myself thinking about lately is the way a song can conjure up some pretty detailed memories - you know, put you in a place. It's not at all a novel idea. My friends and I were just discussing the olfactory version of this phenomenon - the way a whiff of Tommy Girl or Clinique Happy can whisk me back to 1997 (and the horrors of junior high) is almost creepy.
But, the more I brainstormed which songs could take me where, the more I realized that I could create an audio album...
Let me explain. I love photos. Scrapbooks are great, in theory, but I'm absolutely the kind of person that has a box full of scrapbooking supplies from 10 years ago and nothing to show for it. Who has that kind of time? But, sometimes a girl just needs a trip down memory lane, you know? To cleanse the soul... or, whatever.
So, I made myself a memory playlist. I have to say, listening to these songs (especially in chronological order), conjured up more feelings of nostalgia than any scrapbook that I thought about making and never did....
What follows is a sampling of my life playlist. Most of us (especially those of a similar age) probably have some overlap... but the memory associations - that's what's different for everyone. Enjoy! (and create your own....)
1. You Say, Lisa Loeb
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3ZryyTDaOk
This is one of the first songs I can remember knowing every single word to (a feat, I might add, I was quite proud of). This one brings me back to the early 90's, singing with my friends on the bus (with all the passion of an elementary school kid who has been in love).
2. Rock Steady, The Whispers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rPJz3syNbtE
The song came out in 1987, but takes me back to Louisville, KY, 1994-ish. I was very into dancing, but not very talented (some things never change). The recital for the last dance class I ever took as a kid was a jazz routine to this song. Every time I hear it, I can still do the moves.
3. Bennie and the Jets, Elton John
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EtCrHBq7Ds
Ok, so, I was notsomuch alive when this song was released, howeverrr - my daddy was. Yes, this song reminds me of a sunny day, a car wash, and driving around with my dad. This was the dad-is-a-superhero era (not that he still isn't, but his old magic tricks dont work so well on me anymore). Dad used to tell us what lyrics were going to come up before they did, so that we could all sing along.
4. Sex and Candy, Macy's Playground
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KT-r2vHeMM
Smells Like Teen Spirit, Nirvana
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTWKbfoikeg
Interstate Love Song, Stone Temple Pilots
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppJLI3YqwaQ
Each of these songs reminds me of the same era in my life... when I first got into music.. and my DiscMan. These songs all take me back to teenage angst and Claire Danes in My So-Called Life. Me, 10-12, headphones in my ears, and talking to no one, in the car with the fam.
5. Sittin' Up in My Room, Brandy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CM3AMfsvfzw
This song reminds me of a time before Ray J (or reality tv, or Kim K) and... well... sitting in my room... literally. It was that awkward age, when I didn't really want to be around my family, yet didn't really have other plans, other than the occasional mall date. So, instead, I did a lot of waiting by the radio, waiting for my fave songs to come on to record (on a tape, naturally) - or - on a special day - making requests/dedications on the radio. Yeh, that's right. Brandy was really there for me.
6. Waterfalls, TLC
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WEtxJ4-sh4
You Oughta Know, Alanis Morissette
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPcyTyilmYY
And, when my social life developed past my bedroom - but close-by to the cul-de-sac park, we would listen to these songs on the boom box and practice cheerleading jumps.... and our Alicia Silverstone impressions.
7. I Ain't Mad at Cha, 2Pac
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krxu9_dRUwQ
Then I fell in love, at the age of 13. And this was our song. (Only because we, of course, faught constantly and broke up every other day, and this was more the make-up song.) And I spent a significant amount of my time filling my planners with our weekly anniversaries and decorating my binders with his name. <3
My musical tastes are as eclectic as they come - different tunes for different moods. But, what I found myself thinking about lately is the way a song can conjure up some pretty detailed memories - you know, put you in a place. It's not at all a novel idea. My friends and I were just discussing the olfactory version of this phenomenon - the way a whiff of Tommy Girl or Clinique Happy can whisk me back to 1997 (and the horrors of junior high) is almost creepy.
But, the more I brainstormed which songs could take me where, the more I realized that I could create an audio album...
Let me explain. I love photos. Scrapbooks are great, in theory, but I'm absolutely the kind of person that has a box full of scrapbooking supplies from 10 years ago and nothing to show for it. Who has that kind of time? But, sometimes a girl just needs a trip down memory lane, you know? To cleanse the soul... or, whatever.
So, I made myself a memory playlist. I have to say, listening to these songs (especially in chronological order), conjured up more feelings of nostalgia than any scrapbook that I thought about making and never did....
What follows is a sampling of my life playlist. Most of us (especially those of a similar age) probably have some overlap... but the memory associations - that's what's different for everyone. Enjoy! (and create your own....)
1. You Say, Lisa Loeb
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3ZryyTDaOk
This is one of the first songs I can remember knowing every single word to (a feat, I might add, I was quite proud of). This one brings me back to the early 90's, singing with my friends on the bus (with all the passion of an elementary school kid who has been in love).
2. Rock Steady, The Whispers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rPJz3syNbtE
The song came out in 1987, but takes me back to Louisville, KY, 1994-ish. I was very into dancing, but not very talented (some things never change). The recital for the last dance class I ever took as a kid was a jazz routine to this song. Every time I hear it, I can still do the moves.
3. Bennie and the Jets, Elton John
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EtCrHBq7Ds
Ok, so, I was notsomuch alive when this song was released, howeverrr - my daddy was. Yes, this song reminds me of a sunny day, a car wash, and driving around with my dad. This was the dad-is-a-superhero era (not that he still isn't, but his old magic tricks dont work so well on me anymore). Dad used to tell us what lyrics were going to come up before they did, so that we could all sing along.
4. Sex and Candy, Macy's Playground
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KT-r2vHeMM
Smells Like Teen Spirit, Nirvana
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTWKbfoikeg
Interstate Love Song, Stone Temple Pilots
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppJLI3YqwaQ
Each of these songs reminds me of the same era in my life... when I first got into music.. and my DiscMan. These songs all take me back to teenage angst and Claire Danes in My So-Called Life. Me, 10-12, headphones in my ears, and talking to no one, in the car with the fam.
5. Sittin' Up in My Room, Brandy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CM3AMfsvfzw
This song reminds me of a time before Ray J (or reality tv, or Kim K) and... well... sitting in my room... literally. It was that awkward age, when I didn't really want to be around my family, yet didn't really have other plans, other than the occasional mall date. So, instead, I did a lot of waiting by the radio, waiting for my fave songs to come on to record (on a tape, naturally) - or - on a special day - making requests/dedications on the radio. Yeh, that's right. Brandy was really there for me.
6. Waterfalls, TLC
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WEtxJ4-sh4
You Oughta Know, Alanis Morissette
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPcyTyilmYY
And, when my social life developed past my bedroom - but close-by to the cul-de-sac park, we would listen to these songs on the boom box and practice cheerleading jumps.... and our Alicia Silverstone impressions.
7. I Ain't Mad at Cha, 2Pac
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krxu9_dRUwQ
Then I fell in love, at the age of 13. And this was our song. (Only because we, of course, faught constantly and broke up every other day, and this was more the make-up song.) And I spent a significant amount of my time filling my planners with our weekly anniversaries and decorating my binders with his name. <3
8. I Don't Want to Be a Playa No More, Big Pun ft. Joe
And then, the most important thing to me became... needing a pager! If you asked my mom, they were for drug dealers - but, to me, all the cool kids did. Remember how you could have a song intro (which many of my clients STILL do on their phones) -- this was mine, forever. Because, yeh, I was so tired of bein' a playa (when I was 14).
9. In Da Club, 50 Cent
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5qm8PH4xAss
This takes me back to Vanderbilt - pregaming in the dorms. Specifically, my 19th birthday - when we hit the streets of Nashville and pretended it was my 21st. Goooood times.
10. Like a Prayer, Madonna
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79fzeNUqQbQ
I know - it seems a little out of order - but it isn't at all. Spring Break, 2003, Brownsville, TX. I was on a community service-based Alternative Spring Break Trip. One of the best times of my life with some of my favorite people ever. We played this song every morning as an "alarm" - and I can't hear it without thinking of that. Love.
Once I got going, I kept thinking of more and more... but I'll leave you with the top ten - in honor of TRL, another fave memory ;-) Thanks for coming on this magical, musical journey!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Your Inner Vixen
So, most of you are aware by now that I've declared 27 the year of the red lip. But, what you may not know, is that this is not just a major fashion decision/silly Facebook fodder. This is a lifestyle choice.
Let me explain: I have always admired red lipstick - on models, on actresses, and on my occasional fashion-forward friend. Ok, so, what's the problem? Every time I try it on, I think, "oh no... this isn't for me... I can't pull this off." I mean, forget "finding the right shade"... I needed a new face to do this. Perhaps Scarlett Johansson or Angelina Jolie could spare their lovely ones???
Also, let's be honest... red lips will really get you noticed. But, I never thought it was really in the *fun* kind of way, but rather in the, "Oh my gosh, look at that harlot, whodoesshethinksheis" kinda way.... and I just wasn't willing to be the butt of a stranger's joke for a little cosmetic satisfaction.
So... why now? Well, I didn't get a new face, in case you were wondering. But, I have decided to embrace it. To just... be satisfied. I'm still going to stick to the New Years mantras - eat healthier (um, tofu buffalo wings, yum!), work out (zumba and yoga, the new - for me - wave of fitness) - but, while I'm working towards my best, I'll be... satisfied. And, if, I don't know, my birthday takes a whole week (or month) to celebrate... I'll indulge when I want and skip the gym when I want.
And, as for being noticed (and maybe not even in a nice way)... well... I'm going to be fearless at 27 (or, apparently, at least highly optimistic). If you know me, you know I don't always shy away from attention... but, as much as I may love an audience (or a jury), please don't ask me to: order a pizza, send my food back when it's wrong, ask for a better deal, call customer service, talk to my boss... all of these things (and many more) have been known to reduce me to tears (or at the very least, anxiety). And, well... that's just silly.
This year, I will pick up the phone... and I will order pizza. Gone are the days of ordering exclusively from the places that allow me to do it online and avoid all person-to-person contact...
So, silly... maybe. But, with a purpose. And, I have to tell you the truth... I've tried out the look for two days in a row now... and the attention I've received... well, it hasn't been all bad.
Tips for red lips follow, in case you'd like to embrace your inner sex kitten this year ;-) (And, if you're a guy who is, for some reason, still reading this, make sure you give props to the ladies you see, rocking the look... trust me, it takes confidence).
Red lips Do's and Dont's:
http://beauty.about.com/od/howtos/a/redlips.htm
Suggestions to buy:
http://www.elle.com/Beauty/Makeup-Skin-Care/Red-Alert
The one I bought:
http://www.amazon.com/Givenchy-Rouge-Interdit-Satin-Lipstick/dp/B001HV0PEM
Let me explain: I have always admired red lipstick - on models, on actresses, and on my occasional fashion-forward friend. Ok, so, what's the problem? Every time I try it on, I think, "oh no... this isn't for me... I can't pull this off." I mean, forget "finding the right shade"... I needed a new face to do this. Perhaps Scarlett Johansson or Angelina Jolie could spare their lovely ones???
Also, let's be honest... red lips will really get you noticed. But, I never thought it was really in the *fun* kind of way, but rather in the, "Oh my gosh, look at that harlot, whodoesshethinksheis" kinda way.... and I just wasn't willing to be the butt of a stranger's joke for a little cosmetic satisfaction.
So... why now? Well, I didn't get a new face, in case you were wondering. But, I have decided to embrace it. To just... be satisfied. I'm still going to stick to the New Years mantras - eat healthier (um, tofu buffalo wings, yum!), work out (zumba and yoga, the new - for me - wave of fitness) - but, while I'm working towards my best, I'll be... satisfied. And, if, I don't know, my birthday takes a whole week (or month) to celebrate... I'll indulge when I want and skip the gym when I want.
And, as for being noticed (and maybe not even in a nice way)... well... I'm going to be fearless at 27 (or, apparently, at least highly optimistic). If you know me, you know I don't always shy away from attention... but, as much as I may love an audience (or a jury), please don't ask me to: order a pizza, send my food back when it's wrong, ask for a better deal, call customer service, talk to my boss... all of these things (and many more) have been known to reduce me to tears (or at the very least, anxiety). And, well... that's just silly.
This year, I will pick up the phone... and I will order pizza. Gone are the days of ordering exclusively from the places that allow me to do it online and avoid all person-to-person contact...
So, silly... maybe. But, with a purpose. And, I have to tell you the truth... I've tried out the look for two days in a row now... and the attention I've received... well, it hasn't been all bad.
Tips for red lips follow, in case you'd like to embrace your inner sex kitten this year ;-) (And, if you're a guy who is, for some reason, still reading this, make sure you give props to the ladies you see, rocking the look... trust me, it takes confidence).
Red lips Do's and Dont's:
http://beauty.about.com/od/howtos/a/redlips.htm
Suggestions to buy:
http://www.elle.com/Beauty/Makeup-Skin-Care/Red-Alert
The one I bought:
http://www.amazon.com/Givenchy-Rouge-Interdit-Satin-Lipstick/dp/B001HV0PEM
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Sick Day Wisdom
I was really sick today and had to take a day off. I was relegated to my couch and, for the most part, it kind of sucked.
This is pretty much all Ollie and I did all day.
I realized I really like being a part of the grown-up world. But, I did learn some things from my time off.
Anyway, I've always said that I could never be a stay-at-home mom (or, worse, stay-at-home-wife) because I'm just not cut out for it. This is still true (I think) -- but Ollie is pretty low maintenance, so maybe I'd reconsider with an actual child. Either way, it seems that there's a whole other world going on Monday-Friday between the hours of 8 and 5. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. :-)
This is pretty much all Ollie and I did all day.
I realized I really like being a part of the grown-up world. But, I did learn some things from my time off.
First -- when you don't have cable, you're limited to a few channels (well, technically 40, but when you eliminate the religious channels and the Spanish channels, we're pretty much down to 6). Most of what I learned today came from these channels.
First, do you know who this guy is?
First, do you know who this guy is?
He is (for now) Alabama Governor Robert Bentley. I learned today from the ladies of The View that all people who have not accepted Christ as their Savior are not his brothers and sisters. News? Not really. Cool for a governor? Nope, not really.
Anyway, I guess it's pretty big news and I didn't really need Elisabeth Hasselbeck (who, of course, found some way to justify this as well) to tell me this -- but, nonetheless, it's where I heard it first.
Then... do you know where this statement comes from? :
"This program is both dedicated to the faithful and presented to the false-
Anyway, I guess it's pretty big news and I didn't really need Elisabeth Hasselbeck (who, of course, found some way to justify this as well) to tell me this -- but, nonetheless, it's where I heard it first.
Then... do you know where this statement comes from? :
"This program is both dedicated to the faithful and presented to the false-
An old favorite, of course, Cheaters is perfect for sick day tv (mindless, entertaining... mindless). It's the first time I've ever noticed that intro line -- pretty poignant for trash tv, huh? I guess it's sort of like Springer's Moment of Truth.
Also interesting, it was man day -- the betrayed were all men. That's sort of unusual for the show. Kind of a nice change of pace. I noticed two things of note: 1- the man will always react with violence (towards the other man... sometimes a betrayed woman will gang up with the mistress in forces against the cheating man... men don't seem to do this) and 2 - the woman typically just doesn't care (usually the cheating man goes through a lot of trouble to make excuses -- the woman doesnt seem to need to).
This parallels the discussion on Good Morning America - they had a story about the increasing likelihood (statistically) that a woman will stray from her marriage. Meredith Viera isn't sure if it's actually in
creasing or if women are just talking about it more. Discuss.
Also, I learned from my Z-Pack that I am part of only 3% of all patients that will experience stomach pains as a result of taking an antibiotic.
(Apparently, a pretty common side effect with many antibiotics: http://www.medhelp.org/posts/Gastroenterology/Antibiotic-Caused-Pain/show/233796)
So, that was fun.
I also learned a dance today:
Also interesting, it was man day -- the betrayed were all men. That's sort of unusual for the show. Kind of a nice change of pace. I noticed two things of note: 1- the man will always react with violence (towards the other man... sometimes a betrayed woman will gang up with the mistress in forces against the cheating man... men don't seem to do this) and 2 - the woman typically just doesn't care (usually the cheating man goes through a lot of trouble to make excuses -- the woman doesnt seem to need to).
This parallels the discussion on Good Morning America - they had a story about the increasing likelihood (statistically) that a woman will stray from her marriage. Meredith Viera isn't sure if it's actually in
creasing or if women are just talking about it more. Discuss.
Also, I learned from my Z-Pack that I am part of only 3% of all patients that will experience stomach pains as a result of taking an antibiotic.
(Apparently, a pretty common side effect with many antibiotics: http://www.medhelp.org/posts/Gastroenterology/Antibiotic-Caused-Pain/show/233796)
So, that was fun.
I also learned a dance today:
Double dream hands, y'all.
Also -- I got an update on Bachelor contestant vampiress girl.
If you don't know her, this is her:
She just wears those. For fun. I guess. She's maybe kinda serious.
Anyway, I found out she voluntarily left the show. Who cares? Maybe no one, but hey, this is my blog and this is what I learned today.
I also tried out a new recipe. I'll call it "cake in a cup":
Get a big coffee mug - put 4T flour, 4T sugar, 2T cocoa in it and mix it around. Add an egg, mix it up. Add 3T milk, 3T oil. Mix well.
Microwave for 3 minutes.
Microwave for 3 minutes.
It was awesome (thanks, Dad).
Anyway, I've always said that I could never be a stay-at-home mom (or, worse, stay-at-home-wife) because I'm just not cut out for it. This is still true (I think) -- but Ollie is pretty low maintenance, so maybe I'd reconsider with an actual child. Either way, it seems that there's a whole other world going on Monday-Friday between the hours of 8 and 5. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. :-)
Friday, January 14, 2011
The Truth About Your Sign
I haven't thought about the Zodiac since some D-Bag asked me about it ("what's your sign") at a bar (no, really, it's so lame that some people think they can make it cool). But, lately it's been all over the news that our signs may have changed.
This morning, in Court, I asked every single person in the courtroom (see below, my personality trait: incessantly chatty) their birthdate, so I could tell them their "new" sign. Funny, but it caused an uproar. Most of us probably don't put much stock in our Zodiac sign -- but it's certainly a part of your identity anyway. The news that it may have changed put everyone in a tizzy!
Well, apparently we can all relax (I had to send a retraction email to my entire courtroom just now):
I can honestly say I do not understand the science behind this, but it seems pretty legit to me! Apparently there's more than one Zodiac calendar -- and all of us know the Tropical Zodiac -- which is not the one that has changed (good news for all those with a Leo tattoo!).
In honor of this huge scare (you can't take Pluto away, and then my Aquarius!), I decided to take a look at the traits of an Aquarius, to see where I measured up. Interestingly, the sign you are familar with (determined by your birthdate), is really your Sun Sign. Apparently, it is your Moon Sign that more accurately describes you (calculated by your exact moment of birth) -- coincidentally, mine are the same (Aquarius). Perhaps that's why this is so creepy:
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Traits
Good communication skills (do I ever shut up?), sociable (aside from my social anxiety...), idealist (Public Defender, hello), tactless (filter is broken), desires change (some exes have referred to it lovingly as "never satisfied").
Good communication skills (do I ever shut up?), sociable (aside from my social anxiety...), idealist (Public Defender, hello), tactless (filter is broken), desires change (some exes have referred to it lovingly as "never satisfied").
Likes
Fame (not sure why I dont have it yet), themselves (am I supposed to admit to this?), privacy (prefer to live alone), eccentricity (let your freak flag fly!), surprises (YES! I dont get enough of these...), living within their means (believe it or not, I'm a regular Suze Ormond).
Dislikes
Emotion, intimacy (disagree, but have grown out of this), taken for granted (may have told someone last night I felt "unappreciated"), being 'pinned down' (uh... yep), senseless extravagance (except on birthdays).
Their own, distinct and sometimes very original opinion, and they are not going to change this opinion no matter what, even if they will be left completely alone. It is very important for these individuals to retain their independence.
Often the Moon in Aquarius individuals have some outstanding abilities in one or another field, and they work like a magnet for those people who share their interests. This is why so often they take a central place in the company of like-minded friends. And even there they somehow manage to keep their uniqueness.
As a result of their character, quite often the Moon in Aquarius folks can become really alone in their personal life, and their constant urge for independence can lead to chronic emotional stress. Hence their susceptibility to the disorders of nervous and circulatory systems, as also those unpredictable changes in their mood. There is an impression that at times they are getting tired of themselves, and to get rid of this tiredness they are trying to change abruptly, as if to become a different person.
To restore after a significant stress, the Moon in Aquarius persons need to have a hobby which they could plunge themselves into, forgetting about the surrounding world.
To restore after a significant stress, the Moon in Aquarius persons need to have a hobby which they could plunge themselves into, forgetting about the surrounding world.
The Moon in Aquarius parents can be very original. From the early years they will make clear to their child that everyone's individuality is precious, and everyone should be independent. As a result, their kids might not be always properly fed or dressed, but they will become self-reliant earlier than their peers, and their talents will develop more successfully.
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Hopefully it was interesting to read about me -- and if you skipped over all of it to the end, you wouldn't know that, because of my Aquarius-ism, I love to talk, a lot, about myself. So, this has been fun.
But, for the record, for a moment this morning, I thought I had become a Capricorn. A Capricorn, in a nutshell, is: organized, tidy, practical, has a strong work ethic, conventional, respects authority, is a perfectionist, likes simple food, and hates surprises.
Uhhh... I think I'll stick with Aquarius, thanks.
Go ahead, take your own celestial journey:
To find your Sun Sign:
To find your Moon Sign:
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Protecting your right to flush in privacy
Some of you reading this are lawyers, maybe even my co-workers, and will find (I think) this immediately interesting.
Others are not and will groan about a boring law post. Excuse me and the fact that I sort of erroneously assume that what I do is interesting to all (although that is immediately obvious if you ever go to dinner with me and I drone on about my cases...). Some may find it interesting for other reasons (ahem, a-put-out-your-joint, a-thanks).
But, for real... I think this is important for everyone.
The Supreme Court (of the US - the big cajunas!) is currently considering a case called State v. King, which comes from Kentucky.
In this case, Mr. King (and for traditional defense-attorney-effect, I'll call him by his first name, Hollis) - was minding his business in his apartment, with some buddies... and some drugs (weed and cocaine, in small amount, to be exact). The police were in his building, on unrelated business (chasing an alleged drug dealer, actually), and noticed the odor of burning cannabis coming from his apartment (uh, apparently someone forgot the towel under the door crack, hello???). So, the police knock, hear "noises that might indicate evidence is being destroyed" (could it be the infamously and poorly-timed toilet flush???) and knock his door down. You can guess the rest - but it didnt end so well for poor Hollis.
So, what? Well, the police did not have a warrant. In fact, they weren't even in the building for purposes of making contact with Hollis. But, under Kentucky law (and the same in Florida, I might add), if there's no warrant, the police can enter your home for "exigent circumstances" (some emergency -- like someone in danger, or evidence may be destroyed). Normally that is what the police are arguing in a toilet flush type case. HOWEVER - if the police create that emergency, they can't reap the benefits of it. In other words (hold on, because this is so circular, you may get dizzy), the police are arguing that they could hear what may be a person flushing evidence -- so if they wait to go and get a warrant, the evidence may be gone. But-- if they never would have knocked, you never would have known the police were there, and therefore never would have started flushing your drugs down the toilet -- and therefore, they can just go get their dang warrant.
Ok -- so, that's basically what the Kentucky Supreme Court found in Hollis' case: the police illegally entered into his apartment, violating his 4th amendment rights, and therefore making all evidence obtained inadmissible in court. The Supreme Court of the US, however, is being asked to reconsider that.
So, what does that mean?
Well, potentially, it could mean that an officer could break your door down if he smelled pot coming from your home... or, for people in my profession, more realistically, if he says he smells the odor of pot coming from your home. Relatively recently, the law changed to say that police could search a vehicle just for the odor of cannabis. After that, the number of officers who smelled the odor of cannabis in vehicles increased exponentially (in my experience, anyway). Many times, the odor of cannabis leads to the search of car where many things (some of them very illegal) are found... but none of them are cannabis. Interesting.
Ok, so I already have the lawyers (ok, criminal defense lawyers?) on my side. And I have those who may at times engage in illegal activities in their homes on my side. This is terrible.
But what about everyone else? How often do I hear the argument: who cares? If they're doing something illegal, they deserve whatever they get, and the police should do whatever they need to get that evidence.
Well, my friends, it's kind of like universal health care. You're against it until you need it.
In my line of work, I tend to hear about searches/seizures when they find something. But what about all of the times they dont? Is it ok with you that a police officer may be able to come into your homesweethome, without a warrant, without a reason, because they think they smell marijuana? because they think you are flushing drugs down the toilet (but maybe it's just diarrhea)?
Most troubling to me are the comments of the Honorable Justice Scalia, as he says with sarcasm, "taking advantage of the stupid criminals... that's terrible and unfair, isn't it"? Well... that is a pretty unfair thing to say, Justice Scalia (who, fyi, was appointed by President Ronald Reagan). I wonder, when do you figure was the last time Scalia was pulled over without reason, or his house was searched without a warrant?
(and for those of you who thought, "well maybe he doesnt commit crimes", I offer you this photo of the man we're talking about here):
(and for those of you who scoff at the idea of racial profiling and believe it doesn't exist, I hope you will someday invite me to your imaginary playland where puppies and rainbows occupy most of your time).
Anyway, to wrap this up: I take great issue with the disintegration of my Constitution, but obviously it directly affects my work. I just wish everyone understood how important it is for everyone to care about these issues -- perfectly-law-abiding or not. It is funny to me that many times those that harp on 2nd amendment rights (guns) and "patriotism" (with their own very limited definition of patriotism) are often the same people that laugh in the face of the 4th amendment (support it when you need it, universal healthcare, ahem). This is the Amendment that protects your home, your car, and even your body from invasion from the government - and hellooooo - that's a very big deal! And a justice of the Supreme Court of the United States has the cajones to say (on the record) that he doesnt feel bad about a violation of those sacred rights because the person they protect is a criminal???
I digress. It's hard to stand on this soapbox for too long in six inch heels.
The only thing I have left to say... it would be really a shame if those awesome "Welcome" mats that say "Show me your warrant" should become outdated and meaningless. I mean... the joke is just too good.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Lessons learned from the crazies
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/01/09/westboro-baptist-church-arizona_n_806319.html
I hesitate to post something like this, because it seems that in doing so, in some way I may be helping these ignoramuses spread their hateful message. However, in light of current events, I think it may be important to consider it (although very briefly).
It was difficult for me to get through that entire article without crying. Their hate is obvious and their vitriol palpable. To say that it is offensive is an understatement. This is something we can all (and by "all" I mean, hopefully everyone reading my blog has at least enough reason, logic, and empathy within them to at least give me this much -- although clearly "all" Americans cannot) agree on. So let us begin there.
On Facebook -- on television -- on the blogs -- there is a lot of talk about where the blame shall be placed. It is only natural, I suppose, for people, when faced with unspeakable tragedy, to look for a scapegoat. The only thing worse than unexpected loss is an inexplicable loss -- and so humans will always look for explanations -- to comfort, and perhaps to distance ourselves --
But, in this tragedy -- immediately politicized by the identity of its victims -- our human nature to explain and to blame continues to divide a nation -- in quite the same manner that arguably set the stage for this to occur in the first place (and on and on we go...).
We probably don't new Fox News or MSNBC to tell us that the shooter had mental health problems. But apparently some do need these outlets to blame one side or the other (Republicans or Democrats) for the outlet he found for his illness.
Sarah Palin didn't mean she wanted Gabrielle Giffords dead when she placed crosshairs over her district - but why do it - why defend it? (http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/sarah-palins-crosshairs-ad-focus-gabrielle-giffords-debate/story?id=12576437)
Jesse Kelly (Gabrielle Gifford's most recent political opponent) probably didn't wish her physical harm when he rallied supporters to "Help Remove Gabrielle for Office" and "Shoot a fully automatic M16 with Jesse Kelly " - but why do it - why defend it? (http://www.allyourtv.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=2387:giffords-opponent-held-june-event-to-qget-on-target-to-remove-giffords&catid=78:featurescoveringmedia)
Maybe, instead of going immediately on the defense, politicians with such tasteless campaign strategies as these should admit their mistake.
Conversely, those on the other side should be careful not to celebrate this tragedy as some kind of political gain -- and be careful to remain focused on moving forward as a country, rather than pointing a finger at another while remaining in the past.
And, as a whole -- perhaps we should all keep in mind that the First Amendment is a wonderful thing -- but it doesn't divest us of any responsibility as to how we use it.
And, so -- back to the Westboro Baptist Church -- let us (especially those with a public platform) not forget that there are many crazies among us -- that what is just harmless rhetoric to one (besides the wimpy wussy whiny liberals, that is) is an invitation to another -- that just because yo
u don't mean something a certain way, doesn't mean you shouldn't consider whether someone else will see it that way -- and that maybe it would be more productive to argue using actual ideas, rather than useless insults and finger-pointing.
u don't mean something a certain way, doesn't mean you shouldn't consider whether someone else will see it that way -- and that maybe it would be more productive to argue using actual ideas, rather than useless insults and finger-pointing.Let's not let the crazies win - lest we all become crazy ourselves.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Crying out for attention?
Ok, ladies - 'fess up: Who among us has conjured up a fake tear or two, just to get a man's attention?
As an extreme example, otherwise-successful weather woman, Heidi Jones, recently confessed to making up an entire rape story, just to get attention from an ex-boyfriend.
Crazy? Definitely. Extreme? Of course. But maybe not something we can't all, at least intellectually, understand.
Women sometimes try to get sympathy - and it's not just the certifiably crazy ones like Ms. Jones. I think it must be somehow programmed into us -- you get what you want when you cry. (Hello... officer... I'm so sorry.... :-( *tear = no ticket).
But, there seems to be another side to that. I know that, personally, almost every man I've ever known became exceedingly uncomfortable around tears. I always attributed that to their inferior emotional intelligence -- everyone knows, men don't deal with emotions, right? In fact, I've encountered men who actually seemed insulted by my pitiful weeping behavior. One boyfriend once told me that he thought my emotional reaction (crying) during a fight seemed equivalent to his emotional reaction (screaming at me) -- all women I know probably find that to be a ridiculous comparison (and I know I told him it was) -- but not sure if all men would agree. And, of course, we all know about the ugly cry--
(a la Dawson's Creek):
So, what's my point?
There's apparently now scientific data to support the fact that we, women, are actually more UNATTRACTIVE when we cry. Now, I know we may have known it to be manipulative -- maybe even dishonest at times. And maybe, just maybe, some of us value control over our emotions as sort of an overrated concept. But if we find out that it actually makes us, scientifically, evoluntionarily, certifiably less attractive... well, maybe that will catch our attention (I know it has mine).
A study from John Hopkin's University:
says that a woman's tears actually make her less sexually attractive to men. If you want the scientific details, check out the story -- but let me summarize:
First of all, there are two types of tears: emotional tears, and "I-have-something-in-my-eye" tears, and, apparently, they are chemically different (weird). This study focuses only on emotional tears.
Secondly, men cannot consciously smell the difference between real tears and fake tears, but subconsciously, it seems they are affected (much like the whole pheremone concept).
Apparently, when men sense a woman's tears, their testosterone levels go down. Now, evolutionarily, this probably has a purpose: it causes men to be less aggressive -- you know, so they dont go all "Cave Man" on you while youre in a time of need. However, this also means their sex drive goes down... Could this be the reason behind the age-old question discussed at every ladies' night I've ever been to?? (ie. women seem more into make-up sex than men... maybe it's the tears!)
Also, it seems, that despite the dip in testosterone, men do NOT become more empathetic at the sight of tears.
So... basically... we've had it wrong all along! Tears may send a man into a panic, and may cause him to do things for you out of guilt -- but will NOT cause him to: love you more, think you're prettier, or even to understand you better. I think it just sends off some sort of panic alarm in their brain and causes much confusion.
In conclusion, consider this your science lesson for the day. But, also: think twice before the tears. A low-cut top might prove more effective.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
New Years Resolution
My New Years Resolution is simple... I will make my bed - every day.
This may sound strange, as I'm aware that there are many neat freaks among us, all of whom probably consider it frightening to hear that I have never once made my bed (pre-2011), without good reason (such qualifying reasons would include: mymomsaidso, company... yep... that's it).
Looking ahead at 2011, it was really important to me to be more present, on a daily basis... to "live in the now", to use an overused phrase. I felt I was always looking forward -- and while it can be fun to count down the days until the weekend, a party, or your next vacation -- it also sort of makes it easy to take the present for granted.
There's an interesting movement now, called The Happiness Project -- you may want to check it out, if you haven't already:
http://www.happiness-project.com/
The idea is to do small things that will generally change your daily attitude, outlook, and experience when it comes to, well ... LIFE.
I spend too much time giving myself a "pass" -- putting things off until tomorrow (and the next day, and the next day...), and generally, just letting life pass me by, while I try to figure out the next great thing that I will do.
So, for now... I will make my bed. It's a really easy thing to do, every day (who would have thought) -- and somehow, every time I go into my bedroom, it just makes me feel better to see it all organized. And, of course -- it's always ready for a surprise guest! ;-)
This may sound strange, as I'm aware that there are many neat freaks among us, all of whom probably consider it frightening to hear that I have never once made my bed (pre-2011), without good reason (such qualifying reasons would include: mymomsaidso, company... yep... that's it).
Looking ahead at 2011, it was really important to me to be more present, on a daily basis... to "live in the now", to use an overused phrase. I felt I was always looking forward -- and while it can be fun to count down the days until the weekend, a party, or your next vacation -- it also sort of makes it easy to take the present for granted.
There's an interesting movement now, called The Happiness Project -- you may want to check it out, if you haven't already:
http://www.happiness-project.com/
The idea is to do small things that will generally change your daily attitude, outlook, and experience when it comes to, well ... LIFE.
I spend too much time giving myself a "pass" -- putting things off until tomorrow (and the next day, and the next day...), and generally, just letting life pass me by, while I try to figure out the next great thing that I will do.
So, for now... I will make my bed. It's a really easy thing to do, every day (who would have thought) -- and somehow, every time I go into my bedroom, it just makes me feel better to see it all organized. And, of course -- it's always ready for a surprise guest! ;-)
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