Sprizee :: A simple girl replete with complications

Crash Boom Bang.

The recent crash of that plane in New York and the heroic actions of the pilot reminded me of one the most amazing documentaries I've ever watched. Errol Morris' First Person series which included an interview with Pilot Denny Fitch. It's full of truth. But it's also laced with heartbreak and tragedy. Such is life.

If you watch it, which I hope you will (as it is totally worth it), I hope you'll let me know what you think. His name, his choices, his philosophy, his determination, and the tears that cascaded down my face upon my first viewing, are still just as vivid as the day I discovered them. Perhaps you're not one of those people that believes things happen for a reason. Instead you reason that everything is chaos, that there is no connection to something bigger than ourselves. I am not one of those people.

I believe there is something bigger. Perhaps it is just the collective of ourselves. I don't know exactly. But I know for certain what we do and how we do it, truly matters. Perhaps I simply can't stand the thought of so much nothingness, followed by no rhyme or reason. But, honestly in my heart, I think feel it's more than that. After all, glass half full.

"Nothing unconnected ever occurs, and anything disconnected would instantly perish" - Emanuel Swedenborg

Rest and relaxation.

Yesterday I suffered through possibly the worst headache I've ever experienced along with some blurred vision and the awful sensation of a small animal taking up residence behind my left eye.  I left work a couple hours early.  I would have left work half a day early but I had taken the bus and when you take the bus you're sort of at the mercy of their schedule.  I got home around 5 and crawled into bed.

I was down for the count until I woke up at 7 with plans to head over to Misty's house to watch the Olympics, chat and break bread.  But everytime The Dude would say something to me I kept shushing him, and I finally realized there was no way I was going to be able to pull it together enough to go.  So begrudgingly, I picked up my iPhone and sent a couple texts apologizing for bowing out.  I would have just called them.  But the pain.  The searing white pain.

This morning, miracously, I woke up headache free.  I thought about going to work but I was still exhausted so I called in sick and took it easy.  On the upside, I caught a fascinating episode of Nova about Cryptography and a powerful documentary about Chile and Pinochet titled The Judge and the General.  Oh, how I adore PBS.  Getting to watch both of those programs almost made me glad I had to experience the headache from hell to allow myself a day of R&R.  Okay, not really.  But, still.  Good stuff.

Try to love the questions themselves.

Yesterday when I was home sick avoiding day time tv, I discovered some new Lost stuff on the InternetS.  Like who's this new Sam character?  Makes me think that maybe Naomi's ship is looking for lost treasure.  The Black Rock seems like a pretty good place to find something like that.  Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about because you haven't been keeping up with Lost?  No problem. Go watch the Lost Recap done in 8 minutes and 15 seconds.  I watched it a couples times yesterday while avoiding Montel Williams. 

I had completely forgotten about the partial statue with the four toes or that Mikhail says "Thank You" when Locke pushes him into the electric fence.  Actually that last bit isn't in the recap but now I'm wondering what really happens to people after they die?  Maybe they don't really die?  Maybe they time travel back to another point in time?  At any rate, I can't wait for Season 4 to start up.  Lost is full of questions and I love a good puzzle.

Speaking of which, what is up with Room 23 and all those dead birds?  Just a child, huh?  Who?  Why?

I spend so much time in the world that is spinning, that to be in the no spin zone actually gives me vertigo.

Last night The Dude and I are watching tv.  The News Hour ends and The Dude is flipping through the channels.  (This only takes approximately 20 seconds since we only have 9 if you include TBN and that free home shopping trainwreck.)  He stops on CBS and we catch a replayed version of W's State of the Union Address, the bit about how W thinks we should cut our gas consumption by 20% in the next 10 year.  I turn to The Dude, let out a big sigh and say, "It's like getting a lecture about not being a jackass...from a jackass."  The Dude high fives me and turns off the tv.

Then we watched this and this and this.  Don't worry.  We turned it back on just in time to catch American Idol.  God bless America.

A whole new world.

Mariners report new island in South Pacific.  Awesome.  Finally, the producers of Lost! are revealing some new information, although I'll admit releasing a fake news story about discovering a new island is a bit cruel, don't you think?  But it's good timing for me seeing how I was about to lead a revolt against having to wait until February for new dirt.  If only that were true.  Boo hoo.

You can run but you can't hide Brian Joe Hackett.

The biggest lie EVER has to be that this bio doesn't list Wings anywhere. C'mon now. I know you're trying to avoid being typecast or remembered as the dorky, straight-laced brother on Wings but seriously. That's your thing.  Just own it.

Part prose, part posed, part precious.

Nancy Pearl Nerds Unite.  Book Lust lovers addicted to the InternetS will love this new site.

Lost! The Action Figures! I'm totally bummed there is no Sawyer.  Not because I think he's hot but because I love to make fun of how he only has one face when he's "acting" on the series, his angry face.  Grr!

Sweet.  Looks like the onesie I made for Alissa finally fits!  Yaay!

Ricky Gervais: Comedic Genuis

Don't stand there and tell me the American version of The Office is better than the UK version of The Office.  Sure the American version has it's moments, but there is no way it compares to this.

Thanks to Sucesslessness for the link.

Too bad. So sad.

Kirk: I can not wait for more episodes [of Arrested Development].

Me: What?  You know it's over right?  Showtime isn't going to pick it up.  Mitch [Horowitz, creator] said he's taken the series as far as it will go. There may be a movie but that is it.  Are you living with Osma Osama down there in Texas?

Kirk: Obviously I am. Thanks. You ruined my will to live.

Sparkle Motion

I am addicted to Burt's Bees Lip Shimmer and during my recent trip to San Fransisco I ran thorough my entire stash.  Normally, I'm all stocked up on that kind of crap.  Like when I discovered the Gap scent So Pink! at an outlet mall back in college at reduced prices in quantities of 3 or more.  It was the same shit they were peddling at the normal Gap stores but for $.50 cheaper so, like any illogical shopper, I hopped on that deal and bought way more than I'd ever be able to use. 

I cleared the shelves for the nuclear holocaust that never came.  My skin might be melted beyond recognition, but it was going to to be supple and smell good god damn it!  But don't bother trying to find that scent on gap.com these days.  I think that crap was discontinued years and years ago.  Thankfully I've still got a bar of So Pink! soap and there's a tube of So Pink! sparkly lotion lurking somewhere in the dark corners of my bathroom.  Yes, it has sparkles and I assure you my stance on body glitter is of the strictly JUST SAY NO! variety.  But in my defense having sparkles does not lessen the lure of yummy smelling lotion and, more importantly, the bottle was half off. 

Anyways, last week my coworker mentioned she was going to run to Whole Foods and she asked me if I wanted anything.  I was delighted since that's one of the few places I know that carries Burt's Bee Lip Shimmer.  I asked her to buy me two sticks because, again, nuclear holocaust.  You never know when it's coming for you.  That day came and went and I forgot about it.  She never brought me the Lip Shimmer and I never asked her about it.

Then Saturday, after the road trip to Cicely, Alaska, I ran to Tower Records in downtown Seattle to pick up a copy of the Twin Peaks TV DVD.  It was out of stock so I had to go without.  (By go without, I mean, wait until Netflix sends it to me.)  In fact, I was about to leave entirely empty handed when I saw a display of Lip Shimmers sparkling on the counter.  Of course, I bought two. 

Then today, who should show up at my office but my coworker with the two sticks of Burt's Lip Shimmer she picked up for me last week and then promptly forgot about.  Which means I now have four full tubes.  FOUR!  Honestly, I've been trying to cut back on my pack rat tendencies.  Thank god this lip shimmer shit is the totally the bees knees.

Now then, can I interest anyone in a nearly full bottle of Gap So Pink! seriously discontinued lotion with body glitter, vintage 1998?  eBay ain't got nothing on me.