Reality or Stupidity

Ok, I've had it with reality shows. Seriously, I turned on the TV today and there was a lady ice skating into a spin while trying to see how long she could spin while toilet paper wrapped around her. They kept going crazy with disappointment because the toilet paper would break due to the tension and all. WHAT THE HELL?!?! I thought I was watching SNL and some strange skit making fun of dancing with stars/stars on ice/Americas most talented/Genius World Records. Do people really like this? "They" have pushed reality TV down our throats too far. This is where I see this going...they are going to push and push reality until there are reality show terrorist.

Headlines...

American Idol Auditions Season 1,000,002
American Idol, time honored TV tradition = Infidels
says Real-Qaida (Reality TV Organized Terrorist group)

Summer Reading

If you are looking for some summer reading, the Janet Evanovish, Stephanie Bloom series, is great! The first one, "One for the Money" and the others to follow are really action packed and hilarious. They are about a lady that loses her job and decides to be a bounty hunter. I love them. I read the first 2 within 72hrs. I couldn't get enough.

Mutha Mutha

Mothers are something else. No matter how bad we treat them, they still want us around, begging for more. You can tell them that the way they dress is ridiculous. You can make fun of how they don't get technology, directions, or countless things under the sun that we know better than them. You can make it impossible to get an answer to day to day questions. You can never heed their advise. You can give them looks that you would never give strangers. You can screen their calls, tell them you're too busy for a visit, and forget almost all their important dates: b-day, aniversaries, mother's day. You can do way less than your part for family events, she'll take care of it, just show up.

Why are these mother's gluttens for punishment. They still want you around, they can't get enough. The more you push them away, the more they want to be a part of it. The more you give them hell for who they are, the more they share. The less you take their advise, the more they are ready to dish out. God bless those lil' muthas!

Irrational Season by Madeleine L'Engle

But ultimately there comes a moment when a decision must be made. Ultimately two people who love each other must ask themselves how much they hope for as their love grows and deepens, and how much risk they are willing to take...it is indeed a fearful gamble...because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, so that, together we become a new creature.

To marry is the biggest risk in human relations that a person can take...if we commit ourselves to one person for life this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession, but participation...it takes a lifetime to learn another person...when love is not possession, but participation, then it is part of that co-creation which is human calling, and which implies such risk that it is often rejected.