doing big things

for those of you that know my situation, this post is not about me. for those of you that do not know my situation, you will in a future post. this particular post is about a show i began following a little while ago. abc is a titan as far as tv channels go. and their show lost has been an absolute juggernaut in terms of viewership and following. i rarely speak with anyone who has not at least heard of lost if not seen the entire six seasons to date. the problem is, this is their last season and to not hand off the baton to a other shows would be a crushing loss in terms of viewers. a few standouts that i've been following: flashforward, v, and deep end.


the first, and the reason for this post, is premised on the entire world blacking out for 2 minutes 17 seconds. and during this period of time, everyone (almost everyone) saw what they were doing exactly six months from now. one thing that is extremely unbelievable is the sort of damage sustained by the city of los angeles during this black out. they had the city pretty much burnt to the ground. whoops! it looks like someone left a bonfire unsupervised in the kitchen again. other than that i like the basis for this and it has potential. thought it could be a solid replacement for lost but after 10 episodes i have to say it falls somewhat flat.


v is basically independence day in tv show form. several alien starships appear one day and hover above major cities around the world. while i can't say independence day copyrighted this storyline, it's the movie that i always think of when i picture starships hovering over cities. (i do weird things during my free time.) one thing of note is that all of the aliens take human form (they are not human) and they are all ridiculously hot. convenient. they have clearly been studying human tv commercials and print ads for some time.

interesting thing with these two shows is that some of the characters from lost were rolled over into these shows. penny and charlie (so far) are in flashforward. juliette is in v. really waiting for sawyer to guest star on v and give nicknames to the aliens (ET 1 and ET 2) and hurley to guest star on flashforward and...see himself winning the lottery and buying a fried chicken franchise.


last show has no ties to lost. deep end is about a group of 5 new associates at a boutique law firm based in los angeles. its very relatable because they deal with many of the same problems i do...pool parties, adultery and child pornography. there is one character who seems to serve no purpose on the show except to drop in for the occasional one liner.

three new shows. all worth watching. but none seem to stack up to the complexity and depth of lost. sorry abc...anyways i digress. here is the original reason for my post.



click the picture to enlarge. nicely done jim lau. maaaaking moooves!

bitch mode

i had the most bitch move pulled on me just yesterday. you wouldn't believe it even if you were there. so here's a little context. i've been living with my roommate for a year and a half. back in september his brother gets fired from his new york job and somehow is able to weasel his way back into his company by working in chicago under the big boss. so he comes out and stays with us. no big deal. i figure its my roommates brother. the kid is tolerable the first few months, even chips in a bit for rent. cooks food now and then for all three of us. as the months wear on though, the kid decides he's fucking king of the hill and feels like it's within his rights to order me around the house.

so yesterday is president's day. i sleep in because i get the day off. i wake up around 1pm-ish and walk out into the living room where the kid stays. first thing he says to me isn't hello. it isn't good morning. it isn't good afternoon. it's 'go take out the garbage.' dude. are you out of your fucking mind? you're living in my apartment and you're telling what to do? i tell him to go fuck himself. in response he threatens to dump the garbage on my bed.

i go about my day as i would any day off. i go take care of some errands. im out for probably an hour or so. i come back. and guess what this kid did while i was gone. he took the garbage can of rotting garbage, throws it in my room and turns the heat in the apartment up past 90 degrees. are you out of your fucking mind? i confront the kid about it and he doesn't apologize. all he says - and this is his go to - is that im soft. he won't say anything except that im soft.

guess how old this kid is? safe guesses would put him in the 18 to 22 range. maybe younger based on the shit he pulled. either way you'd be wrong. this kid is fucking 27! 27 years old and he's pulling shit a 14 year old would call lame. fucking unbelievable. only consolation i have is the kid convinced his baby bro to ditch me in the apartment and the two are moving out in two weeks. i gotta get him back. maybe tie all his shoe laces together?

gem of the day

the following is a quote from the newest episode of 'parks and recreation.' i burst out laughing when i heard it:

leslie: so to conclude our galentines day breakfast, it is time for the greatest story ever told.
ann: what's the story?
leslie: it's the most romantic story ever. it makes the notebook look like...saw 5

high maintenance girls

i hate to hang out with girls where our relationship is premised on me buying them drinks. if i can count on two hands the number of times we talk and you don't ask me for a drink, i don't think this friendship is going to last.

the reason why this is such a hot topic? real life. a healthy numbers of my friends from undergrad are all at the same med school now going through their 3rd year of education. because i hang out with them regularly i've had the chance to meet some of their friends. and one of them is an adorable girl named mitra. now i may or may not have had a crush on mitra when i first met her. and i may or may not have over the course of a year realized she was the she-devil reincarnated. and nowadays i may or may not be somewhere in the middle regarding what i think of her. the point is, she's the reason for the post.

let me put it out there plain and simple. it's not the dollars and cents thats an issue. i buy my friends drinks whenever i have money in the bank account and it really isn't a big deal. but the key is i have to like who you are. if you're not fun it's just not going to happen no matter how may times you ask. if the first conversation we have of the night is at the bar and its you asking me to buy you a shot, sorry, not going to happen miss lady. well there is one exception. the only way this will fly is if you are VERY attractive (like brooklyn decker status) and somehow you fool me into thinking you're interested. hint hint attractive ladies who read this blog.

but to be perfectly honest, some of the coolest girls i've met are the ones who are willing to pay for their own shit. i respect that. it shows you're not needy and your purpose in life isn't just to leech off my bank account with no intention of reciprocation. if they are willing to man up (or woman up), it makes me more willing to pony up some dollars for drinks.

suicide watch

i came very close to shooting myself in the face today. i'm sure you're wondering why. it's because of my mother. somehow she always ropes me into these long conversations. actually it's more like a lecture because she spends the entire time telling me how i'm not good enough. actually it's more like a monologue because i don't really talk. and this isn't something new. ever since i was little my mother has had the uncanny ability to turn anything and everything into a lesson. for example we'll be watching a scripted tv show and someone will get hit by a car. "and that's why you should practice violin every day." i know. it makes no sense. but she has the ability to force her desired lesson into whatever unfortunate event occurs.

somehow i got pulled into what ended up an hour and a half phone call of what i was hoping would be an open and honest debate about the pros and cons of joining small company. it ended up as a lesson on the evils of small business. she literally created a house of horrors of every possible worst case scenario of taking part in a small firm. some of the gems include how my good impressions of people hold no value and how in the end they will bend me over and give me the business. (i embellished a bit at the end but it was the same idea.) another was that after a few years at this small firm i would realize i made the worst decision of my life and want to restart my career. all of her claims were baseless and pure speculation but that's what makes her tick. that is my mother.