I heart FLDS


Wow, I read this one straight for two and a half days. I am now officially obsessed with the Church of Jesus Christ and Latter-Day Saints. Not as in, I want to be a part of it, but I am fascinated about how a religion that is less than 200 years old is such a strong influence on so many people. There are actually records of the actions and words of its founders, and dispite lots of discepencies and hypocrisy, people are still strong believers.

I’ve decided that I need to be more educated about organized religion. I have always taken the stance that I am completely put out by organized religion, but in order to bolster that opinion, I would like to understand more about what people get out of their religious faith. Something that struck me most about this depiction of those of the LDS faith is how happy with their lives they are. You know what? I believe that they are. Sometimes I wonder if I would be “happier” if I were so entrenched in a religion. Perhaps I would be. However, I am willing to give that up for more nonconformity and rational outlook. Hmmmm.

And before you ask, yes, I have been watching Big Love. It’s aight. For a tiny, tiny millisecond of a moment, I had the thought that it would be appealing to be a wife in a polygonous family. (Not the crazy Texas compound way, but in the Chloe Seveigny sense.)

I really, really, really want to visit Salt Lake City.


catching up on The Office

I said I was over it, but thanks to Hulu, I’ve caught up on all of season 4 of The Office. You all know I was against this show from the start, but then it won me over, and now I know there is a reason that the British version stopped after 2 seasons: to go out while it was still good. I think this version has gone past all the good it could do and is teetering on the edge of going downhill.

-Jim and Pam: I hate to use the cliche, but it’s Ross and Rachel syndrome; yes it was good to see the tension with the attraction, but now that they are together there’s something not quite there for me. Kudos to the writers for not making them all lovey dovey all the time and talking about their relationship in the office, but it really doesn’t do it for me. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: Karen was the better choice! Now in this last season they had to introduce the idea that there is going to be an engagement. WHAT THE FUCK. That just turned it into Grey’s Ananatomy for me. Why does everything have to be wedding-as-happy-ending centered?

-At the beginning Dwight was the most cliched, annoying character, but Rainn Wilson has done a good job with the character and over the seasons I have found Dwight to be actually quite endearing (I need to support a fellow Battlestar Galactica fan). I actually liked him and Angela together and I actually do feel for him over the breakup. I would totally stay at his beet farm getaway.

-Andy has been surprisingly subdued this season. Maybe scaling him back had to do with viewer response? I do miss his bursting into song from his Here Comes Treble days.

-I always thought the Michael Scott character was way over the top, but it has become beyond ridiculous and really hard to watch. Yes, it’s a fictional show, but I can’t get over the fact that he has not been fired yet for all the bullshit that goes on. Sure, the staff hate him, but how have they not rioted against him yet? That business with the Utica branch? Yeesh. That was hard to watch. The dinner party episode was very unwatchable for me (trying to hard, writers). And when did Jan go from a respected business woman to a shrill crazy psycho bitch? Thanks for committing to strong female characters there.

-Ryan as the boss? Hmmmm, not sure where this is going, but we shall see.

Confederacy of Dunces


Okay, Okay, I know I always gush over a new band or book or movie and say it changed my life, but for this time it is for realsies. I’ve heard about this one for a long time, but my book club chose this one so it gave me an excuse.

Ignatius J. Reilly is the person we always fear we will become- sloppy, unattractive, no way of interacting in a normal social way and on the fringes of society. But so awesome. His correspondence with Myrna Minkoff are the best things I have ever read. Since reading this, I have been thinking in Ignatius like sentiments. In the class I teach someone turned in a crappy assignment and I almost shrieked, “What sort of literary abortion have you subjected me to? Oh Fortuna, why do you but me in the presence of such fucking morons?”

oldie but goodie

More insomnia equals more VH1 Classic!

Ah, how good was Tesla’s “Love Song”? I want to go back in time and go to an arena rock show. This song, without fail, always makes me close my eyes, sing along, and wave my hands in the air. I just did it. Man, I was born 10 years two late. (The song doesn’t really reach anything until about 2:25).

And for fun, The Cult’s “She Sells Sanctuary”. Ian Astbury rocks the pirate look.

You all know how I feel about narrative videos. One of the best is Skid Row’s “18 and Life”. I think I may have reenacted this video with a friend in junior high. Maybe that happened. I remembered being obsessed (along with Sebastian Bach) the bassist Rachel Bolan. Because his name was Rachel, and he had a chain that connected his nose ring to his earring. HAWT.

Amanda Lorber, please be my bff.

Watched The Paper again tonight and think Amanda is fantastic and has great eyeware. The rest of the staff are ungrateful brats who sit around gossiping about her when she is trying to do a good job. Good, let them be miserable. I’ll bet Amanda will be an RA when she gets to college.