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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Great Day!

I must say that today was pretty fabulous.  Fabulous enough to overlook waking up at 4:30am, being at work at 5:45am, and powering through on 4 hours of sleep to now.

Obama is president.  I watched and participated in history being made.  It's a cool feeling.  So cool, I got chills watching the inauguration.  I think the spirit of today is what made it fabulous.  It was awe inspiring to see 1.4 million people UNITED, holding hands, waving flags, braving the cold together to witness history.

All that gave me a fresh wind to attempt to tackle my second shift at work (Inkheart screening).  Movie screenings at Northpark mall are so routine, I could probably walk from the parking lot, to the door, to the escalators, and to the correct theater with my eyes closed.  I could tell that my energy was flagging by the time I get the table cloth spread out.  It was hard to focus being so tired.  One of the regular attendees was nice and hooked me up with a massage and Route 44 size Dr Pepper (how I love thee) from Sonic (how I love thee).  That at least got me to where everything was out on the table, and from there, things kind of run themselves with people grabbing the Inkheart posters and signing up for a raffle.  I threw in some trivia to keep me entertained. (Besides the Mummy series, Brendan Fraser's most memorable movies are Encino Man & George of the Jungle. Hmph.)  It was also nice to see friendly faces from the ad agency and security team.

And now, I very much look forward to sleep.  My Sandman insurance includes Sigur Rós' Ágætis Byrjun and an Advil PM.

Inauguration Day Awesomeness 2009

Exciting days!  Obama is our president!  I can't tell you how excited I was to sit and watch the inauguration on tv (big screen tv with surround sound, it was like I was there!).

I know that my excitement is completely shared by some of my fellow believers.  I met a gentleman this morning that you could not mistake as an evangelical Christian.  I mean, he pulled up in what looked like an unmarked church van.  I was happy that he wanted to pose with the Obama cutout we had at our radio station table, but I was perturbed by his announcement that he would be praying for Obama's salvation.  I was under the assumption that Barrack Obama is a Christian.  While it was nice that this man will be praying for Obama and studying Revelations, I think he ought to study the man whom he is praying for so he knows how to pray for his president.

This morning's encounter coupled with a few Facebook/Twitter remarks brought post-election night feelings back to the surface.  It may not have been direct, but I felt the ridicule of Christian believers because I voted Democrat this election.  How does one reconcile their faith and their politics?

I found this wonderful article from another person in the same predicament.  So I leave yall to read this article by a professor at a Christian university by the name of Keith Drury.

"Uncritical acceptance of any party line is an idolatrous abdication of one's core identity as Abba's child. Neither liberal fairy dust nor conservative hardball addresses human dignity, which is most often dressed in rags. Abba's children find a third option. They are guided by God's Word and by it alone. All religious and political systems, Right and Left alike, are the work of human beings. Abba's children will not sell their birthright for any mess of pottage, conservative or liberal. They hold fast to their freedom in Christ to live the Gospel----uncontaminated by the cultural dreck, political flotsam, and the filigreed hypocrisies of bullying religion." -Brennan Manning (Abba’s Child)
God bless President Obama.  God bless America.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

A brief note concerning my obsessions, well maybe not so brief

Doctor Who vs. Twilight

I could tell you easily that Doctor Who trumps vampires any day of the week.  The Doctor travels through time and space in a cool blue box called the TARDIS.  Edward Cullen is earth-bound in a silver Volvo... well an Aston Martin would turn my head, however, it still can't take me to the stars and beyond.

I remember all the hoopla concerning the casting of Edward Cullen, and bless him, Robert Pattinson didn't deserve the lashing he got just after his casting was announced.  I hadn't read the books then, so I didn't understand the obsession.  Now that I have, I still think he's a good choice.

Now then, the brilliance of Doctor Who is that if the Doctor is mortally injured, he regenerates into a new person.  This is quite possibly the top most ingeniously brilliant plot device ever constructed (Sorry Shakespeare).  It allowed the original Doctor Who series to broadcast for 26 years with 7 Doctors.

My first and most favorite Doctor is David Tennant.  His Doctor was quick witted and had the best one-liners.  I knew that one day the dream would end and he'd hand over the keys to the TARDIS, but I thought it was still a few years off.  Nope!  He made the announcement back in the fall that 2009 was his last year as our beloved Doctor.  Big shoes have been left by a brilliant man.  

Wondering who would fill those shoes has left me a bit nervous.  Who would I like to see as the Doctor?  John Simm would have been great, had he not played the Master a couple years back.  David Morrisey would be awesome, but he just played in the last Christmas special.  Rupert Penry-Jones and Richard Armitage would both be hothothot... maybe too attractive to be our beloved Timelord.  Jonas Armstrong is too busy being Robin Hood.  David Bowie?  Too much awesomeness in combining glamrock god with Timelord... heads might explode.  Hugh Laurie?  He's already playing a doctor somewhere else (lol).

Well, today was the day the drumroll ended.  The Whoniverse collectively gasped in anticipation.....  Whovians sat perched on the edge of their seats, both fearful and ecstatic for the name of the 11th Doctor.

Matt Smith.

The youngest actor to ever play the Doctor at 26, Matt is a relatively unknown actor.  But I gave the lad the once over on the BBC news page.  He's got the personality and the quirky looks.  While I'm not familiar with his resume, I'd say he's got a good chance.  And with Stephen Moffat at the helm, there are sure to be top notch stories for Matt to cut his teeth on.

Good luck, Matt Smith!  Looking forward to travelling time and space with you.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Happy New Year! Happy Birthday!!

It's mah birthday!  I'm celebrating this evening dancing around to 100.3 HD2 The Strip... because having a drink and dancing around to the the music of the Rat Pack, Michael Buble, and Judy Garland is a very classy way to turn 28.

I always love this week.  The 8 day week between Christmas and my birthday.  It's a trifecta of party.  Christmas, New Year, and my birthday.  It's a ChristmaNewYearBirthday.  I'm not Jewish, but I like to think of it as a bit of a Hanukkah.... you know... 8 crazy nights.  Yah... maybe not.

NYE was fun.  I worked, but it was still a party.  We did a live broadcast from what used to be a rollerskating rink/lumber yard/boot scootin' establishment (it's had a varied history).  I spent the afternoon with friends celebrating Kelly's daughter Alexis' 10th birthday.  My parents took me out for dinner and a movie tonight since they are taking advantage of Pawpaw being in Grandbury for the weekend by going to the lake tomorrow.  We ate at Genghis Grill and saw Benjamin Button, but not before seeing the entire Texas Tech football team walk into the lobby of the AMC Grand.  I'm not a Red Raider, but I wished them good luck in the Cotton Bowl.  I will be spending my birthday in quiet solitude.... playing the heck out of Wii and watching movies. Ha!  Of course, I'll count the seconds until I really turn 28 which will be at 12:22pm.  Nerd, I know.

Some things I'd like for my birthday would be Doctor Who Season 4 on DVD, a new purse, and a bottle of Malibu.  On the highly unlikely yet wishful thinking category, I'd like my credit card paid off, my student loans paid off, a trip to England, and Rob Pattinson.  Wouldn't we all though? lol

I'm gonna finish my dancing around and get some sleep.  I intend to live it up in royal fashion, must be well rested.