By: Monica
Just a piece of thought-provoking information from someone I highly respect both as an actor and as a person (the handsome Ian Somerhalder).
I personally cut the video so it would get to the point but the entire interview is worth watching (or maybe I am just biased but who can blame me?). You can easily find it on YouTube.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
By: Kelly
Beautiful words by David Foster Wallace:
"This is another paradox, that many of the most important impressions and thoughts in a person's life are ones that flash through your head so fast that fast isn't even the right word, they seem totally different from or outside of the regular sequential clock time we all live by, and they have so little relation to the sort of linear, one-word-after-another word English we all communicate with each other with that it could easily take a whole lifetime just to spell out the contents of one split-second's flash of thoughts and connections, etc. -- and yet we all seem to go around trying to use English (or whatever language our native country happens to use, it goes without saying) to try to convey to other people what we're thinking and to find out what they're thinking, when in fact deep down everybody knows it's a charade and they're just going through the motions. What goes on inside is just too fast and huge and all interconnected for words to do more than barely sketch the outlines of at most one tiny part of it at any given instant."
"The truth is you already know what it's like. You already know the difference between the size and speed of everything that flashes through you and the tiny inadequate bit of it all you can ever let anyone know. As though inside you is this enormous room full of what seems like everything in the whole universe at one time or another and yet the only parts that get out have to somehow squeeze out through one of those tiny keyholes you see under the knob in older doors. As if we are all trying to see each other through these tiny keyholes.
But it does have a knob, the door can open. But not in the way you think...The truth is you've already heard this. That this is what it's like. That it's what makes room for the universes inside you, all the endless inbent fractals of connection and symphonies of different voices, the infinities you can never show another soul. And you think it makes you a fraud, the tiny fraction anyone else ever sees? Of course you're a fraud, of course what people see is never you. And of course you know this, and of course you try to manage what part they see if you know it's only a part. Who wouldn't? It's called free will, Sherlock. But at the same time it's why it feels so good to break down and cry in front of others, or to laugh, or speak in tongues, or chant in Bengali--it's not English anymore, it's not getting squeezed through any hole.
Beautiful words by David Foster Wallace:
"This is another paradox, that many of the most important impressions and thoughts in a person's life are ones that flash through your head so fast that fast isn't even the right word, they seem totally different from or outside of the regular sequential clock time we all live by, and they have so little relation to the sort of linear, one-word-after-another word English we all communicate with each other with that it could easily take a whole lifetime just to spell out the contents of one split-second's flash of thoughts and connections, etc. -- and yet we all seem to go around trying to use English (or whatever language our native country happens to use, it goes without saying) to try to convey to other people what we're thinking and to find out what they're thinking, when in fact deep down everybody knows it's a charade and they're just going through the motions. What goes on inside is just too fast and huge and all interconnected for words to do more than barely sketch the outlines of at most one tiny part of it at any given instant."
"The truth is you already know what it's like. You already know the difference between the size and speed of everything that flashes through you and the tiny inadequate bit of it all you can ever let anyone know. As though inside you is this enormous room full of what seems like everything in the whole universe at one time or another and yet the only parts that get out have to somehow squeeze out through one of those tiny keyholes you see under the knob in older doors. As if we are all trying to see each other through these tiny keyholes.
But it does have a knob, the door can open. But not in the way you think...The truth is you've already heard this. That this is what it's like. That it's what makes room for the universes inside you, all the endless inbent fractals of connection and symphonies of different voices, the infinities you can never show another soul. And you think it makes you a fraud, the tiny fraction anyone else ever sees? Of course you're a fraud, of course what people see is never you. And of course you know this, and of course you try to manage what part they see if you know it's only a part. Who wouldn't? It's called free will, Sherlock. But at the same time it's why it feels so good to break down and cry in front of others, or to laugh, or speak in tongues, or chant in Bengali--it's not English anymore, it's not getting squeezed through any hole.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Attention Future Suitors:
By: Monica
... If you ever end up being my Valentine at one point, know that I WANT THIS more than any box of chocolates and bouquet of roses. If you get me this, I will love you. I will love the pizza more.
... If you ever end up being my Valentine at one point, know that I WANT THIS more than any box of chocolates and bouquet of roses. If you get me this, I will love you. I will love the pizza more.
The Day of A Man Who Died For His Religion
By: Monica
As much as I love Love and dating and relationships, I'm not Valentine's Day's biggest fan. I'm not bitter about it either, you could say I am just indifferent. Sure, you celebrate your love for one day. Not that Anniversaries don't already cover that. But, okay, I get it. It gives you a chance to show your affection in cheesy ways to your spouse. You bring her a rose or a box of chocolates and tell her how much you love her and how happy you are that she is in your life. Not that you could not do it randomly through out the year and surprise her. You're right, I don't understand, I'm single. My view of this commercial-oriented holiday is biased because I have no one to share it with *please, PLEASE, pick up on the heavy sarcasm here*. Because, you know, naming it after a Saint who became a martyr for his religion is really a romantic concept. But, nonetheless, it has evolved into a day of love and I guess I really have no problem with that. Well, only when it causes problems for couples who, otherwise, wouldn't have any. So, guys, don't forget to bring her a rose or two and a box of something sweet, not because I told you to, but because it will put a smile on her face.
As much as I love Love and dating and relationships, I'm not Valentine's Day's biggest fan. I'm not bitter about it either, you could say I am just indifferent. Sure, you celebrate your love for one day. Not that Anniversaries don't already cover that. But, okay, I get it. It gives you a chance to show your affection in cheesy ways to your spouse. You bring her a rose or a box of chocolates and tell her how much you love her and how happy you are that she is in your life. Not that you could not do it randomly through out the year and surprise her. You're right, I don't understand, I'm single. My view of this commercial-oriented holiday is biased because I have no one to share it with *please, PLEASE, pick up on the heavy sarcasm here*. Because, you know, naming it after a Saint who became a martyr for his religion is really a romantic concept. But, nonetheless, it has evolved into a day of love and I guess I really have no problem with that. Well, only when it causes problems for couples who, otherwise, wouldn't have any. So, guys, don't forget to bring her a rose or two and a box of something sweet, not because I told you to, but because it will put a smile on her face.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Yahoo! Over-Complicates Valentine's
By: Monica
He got you: A heart-shaped box of chocolates from the supermarket.
He’s saying: "I forgot it’s Valentine's Day."
... Or he thinks you like chocolate?
He got you: Jewelry or a watch.
He’s saying: "I'm not super-creative, but hey, I tried. Don't worry, I probably won't notice if you exchange it for something that's more your style."
... Or he thinks it will help you stay on time OR he thinks you'll like it?
He got you: A surprise weekend getaway to a quaint little bed-and-breakfast.
He’s saying: "I'm hoping you like me enough to deal with being in the same room as my snoring — I know I like you enough to put up with yours."
... Or he wants to spend quality time with you and/or he thinks you'll like it?
He got you: Every season of your favorite guilty-pleasure TV show.
He’s saying: "I like you more than I hate Ross and Rachel."
... Or he likes it as well and/or he thinks you'll like it?
He got you: Anything homemade.
He’s saying: "I'm crazy about you — and I've got the Krazy Glue-splattered furniture and staple scars on my hands to prove it."
... Or he'll give you furniture not splattered with glue with unscarred hands (which will be just as sweet and cute but maybe more table/mantel appropriate and he thinks you'll like it?
Are we seeing a trend here, ladies?
He got you: A greeting card.
He’s saying: "I don’t think it’s worth spending money on a Hallmark holiday, but, ironically, this Hallmark card is the cheapest thing I could find."
... Okay, yes, he could have gotten you a rose, as well.
He got you: A relationship scrapbook, complete with photos of you together and ticket stubs from all the shows you've seen.
He’s saying: "I’m a cheesy romantic."
... Uhmmm, okay, true, AND slightly creepy.
'He got you: A pet for the two of you.
He’s saying: "Let's pick a name together — I want to make sure you don't choose one that I've reserved for our future children."
... Hopefully atleast a year into your relationship and you are living together... and I am sure that no man has had that specific thought. EVER.
He got you: Kitchen appliances you didn't request.
He’s saying: "These spatulas are as close to a bouquet of flowers as you'll ever get from me."
... Or he thinks you'll like it? He's not good at this romantic bullshit, give him a break!
He got you: A voicemail on Feb. 15, apologizing for forgetting about Valentine's Day.
He’s saying: "When you're done bad-mouthing me to all your friends, please, please give me a call back so I can grovel."
... Uhmm, I assume you are not dating him. Unless he is a buysbusybusybusybeemoneymakerCEO, I don't understand why he even called.
He got you: A heart-shaped box of chocolates from the supermarket.
He’s saying: "I forgot it’s Valentine's Day."
... Or he thinks you like chocolate?
He got you: Jewelry or a watch.
He’s saying: "I'm not super-creative, but hey, I tried. Don't worry, I probably won't notice if you exchange it for something that's more your style."
... Or he thinks it will help you stay on time OR he thinks you'll like it?
He got you: A surprise weekend getaway to a quaint little bed-and-breakfast.
He’s saying: "I'm hoping you like me enough to deal with being in the same room as my snoring — I know I like you enough to put up with yours."
... Or he wants to spend quality time with you and/or he thinks you'll like it?
He got you: Every season of your favorite guilty-pleasure TV show.
He’s saying: "I like you more than I hate Ross and Rachel."
... Or he likes it as well and/or he thinks you'll like it?
He got you: Anything homemade.
He’s saying: "I'm crazy about you — and I've got the Krazy Glue-splattered furniture and staple scars on my hands to prove it."
... Or he'll give you furniture not splattered with glue with unscarred hands (which will be just as sweet and cute but maybe more table/mantel appropriate and he thinks you'll like it?
Are we seeing a trend here, ladies?
He got you: A greeting card.
He’s saying: "I don’t think it’s worth spending money on a Hallmark holiday, but, ironically, this Hallmark card is the cheapest thing I could find."
... Okay, yes, he could have gotten you a rose, as well.
He got you: A relationship scrapbook, complete with photos of you together and ticket stubs from all the shows you've seen.
He’s saying: "I’m a cheesy romantic."
... Uhmmm, okay, true, AND slightly creepy.
'He got you: A pet for the two of you.
He’s saying: "Let's pick a name together — I want to make sure you don't choose one that I've reserved for our future children."
... Hopefully atleast a year into your relationship and you are living together... and I am sure that no man has had that specific thought. EVER.
He got you: Kitchen appliances you didn't request.
He’s saying: "These spatulas are as close to a bouquet of flowers as you'll ever get from me."
... Or he thinks you'll like it? He's not good at this romantic bullshit, give him a break!
He got you: A voicemail on Feb. 15, apologizing for forgetting about Valentine's Day.
He’s saying: "When you're done bad-mouthing me to all your friends, please, please give me a call back so I can grovel."
... Uhmm, I assume you are not dating him. Unless he is a buysbusybusybusybeemoneymakerCEO, I don't understand why he even called.
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