My worst things ever.Yes, ever!

A short list of things I have had the extreme displeasure to know:

Food: Tacos, with sliced parmesan cheese. Let's just say not all cheeses are created equal.

Song: Busy being fabulous - Eagles

"And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
I don't know what you were dreaming of
Somehow you forgot about love
And you were just too busy being fabulous, uh-huh"

Maudlin, sappy non-event. The refrain is so bad it just makes me shudder.

Movie: Anger Management
I'm not much of an Adam Sandler fan in the first place, although 50 first dates isn't terrible and Zohan looks interesting enough. But, this movie seriously made me angry, which is saying a lot because I almost never get angry. Annoyed, yes, irritated sure, but enraged, almost never. I was so incensed by this movie's complete lack of respect for my intellect that I had to go hop on my rowing machine for a good half hour just to prevent myself from breaking random household objects out of sheer spite for the world.

Not the usual

A little different style today. Feeling a bit reflective on life, love and moving on.

How do we confront such loss? How do we mourn? The things that have been are over and yet they seem to remain, fading memories stacked on dusty shelves. Do not desire that which was, for the light once made cannot be recaptured. Only one choice then; to walk, head held high into the fading sun, a passel of moments at our side. Dark and bright, ebbing and burning, to atone, to inspire and to create anew.