my mom's kryptonite and television...
Finally a blog post where we return to ignoring Bart and talking about me.
And television.
1.) One of my mother's Peace Corps Volunteer friends came for a visit yesterday. He showed up at 9:45am when I was still walking around in a New York Giants T-shirt and pajama pants and bed head braids and no bra. I have never been more self-conscious hugging a man.
He had a lot to say (he always does) about a lot of bullshit because his ex-wife fucked him up something awful and he's a lonely, confused 72-year old man. I think being that insecure and needy at 72 years old is really sad, but I digress...
He did twice-three times (that's probably about right) try to instigate a discussion about my biological father with my parents and I. Now this is totally within his right as he was roommates and best friends with him. The thing is though we, and by we, I mean everyone in my life, never mention this person. He's not a part of our lives now, he wasn't in the past, and he won't be in the future.
Whether that was the correct or healthy way of raising me or acknowledging the reality is probably best left unsaid.
The thing is... my mother at 70 years old still freaks out when he is brought up. She gets that deer-in-headlights look, she tries to change the topic, she invariably says something weird about how I look like my dad (my adopted stepparent who raised me and is my father), and then probably seethes inside because the biological father was even brought up at all.
I think my mother's first husband aka my biological father is a very large piece of Kryptonite that she is never going to be immune from. I guess we all have one person who is.
I know I have one.
I just sometimes wonder why my incredibly strong and independent mother allows this memory so much power.
2.) So confession time, as much as I loved "Last Resort" in the beginning. I had big time lost interest in anything other than Daniel Lissing and Andre Braugher. I kept on watching, but I really wasn't engaged. The hallucination episode really irritated me as well. I ranted on Twitter about this, but I really hate "hallucinatory exposition" scenes. HATE.
Unless we're talking about "Mad Men".
Anyway, I'm not all that upset about the cancellation. Besides I've got my photosets of shirtless-naked-lying-in-bed-pulling-out-that-chick's-ponytail Daniel Lissing to keep me warm when it gets cold.
3.) As proof of my mother's thing with her first husband. She went on a very long rant that interrupted the writing of this blog post about how disrespectful her friend was, how she was going to call and yell at him today, and how upset she was that he brought up my biological father.
I hurriedly closed my laptop so she wouldn't see what I had written.
4.) Twenty years ago I would have shared her outrage about this crap, but, at almost 42 years of age, it doesn't bother me much any longer. Acceptance was hard fought and won, but I won't lie. I spent far too long obsessing that my physical self did not match my family's.
5.) I live to livesnark on "Revolution", but I tell you what... that finale was damn good. It's still a bit predictable and the science confounding, but all the irritation was worth it for the Miles & Bass backstory and climax. Except for the fact that I wanted them to make-out a bit (I'm telling you, the homoerotic subtext was scorching), I had no complaints.
6.) Still complaining about the fact that a necklace powers up everything (seriously... a lighthouse, an iPhone, and a helicopter at last count), but, whatever, I'm not giving up on "Revolution" at all. In fact, I'm going to miss it, goddammit.
7.) This week's "Modern Family" was the best set-up to a "Cats" joke I have ever experienced, and, surprisingly, I've experienced quite a few "Cats" joke. If they submit that episode for Emmy consideration, not only will they win best comedy again, but Steve Levitan will win best director. The writing was par excellence. It actually reminded me of some of those classic "Frasier" episodes that were 18 minutes of set-up to a hilarious final joke.
I watch way too much TV.
8.) When the finale of "The Glee Project" aired, I was a bit uptight that my Team Allie was denied, but it's not like I didn't love Blake Jenner. Who didn't fall in love with Blake Jenner? Anyway, now that his run on "Glee" has commenced, CRIKEY, Ryan Murphy was absolutely correct to pick him.
In fact, now that I've seen what they wrote for him and how he's delivered, I wonder if any other contestant from this last season of TGP would have been a better choice. He is magnificent.
Edited to correct my addled mind's Brody to Blake Jenner.
I am so old.
9.) Kids, take it from me... if twenty years ago, you dropped out of Court Reporting College (always capitalized for parental effect) for various reasons which included "I didn't want to be a court report but my parents wanted me to be one"... do NOT for one second think that twenty years later, your aged dad will NOT come home from a Christmas tree lot to tell you all about the Christmas tree lot owner's wife who is a court reporter and who is being laid off and then re-signed under a freelance contract with a $450 raise in weekly salary.
This will happen.
I can only offer this suggestion. Change the topic to your dad's beleaguered football team and the fact that they are blacked out for a second Sunday in a row.
10.) To sum up this wildly disjointed list of miscellany.
- Let your mother disguise her weakness with righteous anger. She needs it.
- Don't drop out of court reporting college because your father will never let it go.
- Watch every television show ever created so you can someday write blogs that no one but Jim reads. *waving at Jim*
- Accept that you actually do look like someone else in this world even if you never meet that person.
- Watch "The Glee Project" because it's REALLY good. Almost better than "Glee".
And television.
1.) One of my mother's Peace Corps Volunteer friends came for a visit yesterday. He showed up at 9:45am when I was still walking around in a New York Giants T-shirt and pajama pants and bed head braids and no bra. I have never been more self-conscious hugging a man.
He had a lot to say (he always does) about a lot of bullshit because his ex-wife fucked him up something awful and he's a lonely, confused 72-year old man. I think being that insecure and needy at 72 years old is really sad, but I digress...
He did twice-three times (that's probably about right) try to instigate a discussion about my biological father with my parents and I. Now this is totally within his right as he was roommates and best friends with him. The thing is though we, and by we, I mean everyone in my life, never mention this person. He's not a part of our lives now, he wasn't in the past, and he won't be in the future.
Whether that was the correct or healthy way of raising me or acknowledging the reality is probably best left unsaid.
The thing is... my mother at 70 years old still freaks out when he is brought up. She gets that deer-in-headlights look, she tries to change the topic, she invariably says something weird about how I look like my dad (my adopted stepparent who raised me and is my father), and then probably seethes inside because the biological father was even brought up at all.
I think my mother's first husband aka my biological father is a very large piece of Kryptonite that she is never going to be immune from. I guess we all have one person who is.
I know I have one.
I just sometimes wonder why my incredibly strong and independent mother allows this memory so much power.
2.) So confession time, as much as I loved "Last Resort" in the beginning. I had big time lost interest in anything other than Daniel Lissing and Andre Braugher. I kept on watching, but I really wasn't engaged. The hallucination episode really irritated me as well. I ranted on Twitter about this, but I really hate "hallucinatory exposition" scenes. HATE.
Unless we're talking about "Mad Men".
Anyway, I'm not all that upset about the cancellation. Besides I've got my photosets of shirtless-naked-lying-in-bed-pulling-out-that-chick's-ponytail Daniel Lissing to keep me warm when it gets cold.
3.) As proof of my mother's thing with her first husband. She went on a very long rant that interrupted the writing of this blog post about how disrespectful her friend was, how she was going to call and yell at him today, and how upset she was that he brought up my biological father.
I hurriedly closed my laptop so she wouldn't see what I had written.
4.) Twenty years ago I would have shared her outrage about this crap, but, at almost 42 years of age, it doesn't bother me much any longer. Acceptance was hard fought and won, but I won't lie. I spent far too long obsessing that my physical self did not match my family's.
5.) I live to livesnark on "Revolution", but I tell you what... that finale was damn good. It's still a bit predictable and the science confounding, but all the irritation was worth it for the Miles & Bass backstory and climax. Except for the fact that I wanted them to make-out a bit (I'm telling you, the homoerotic subtext was scorching), I had no complaints.
6.) Still complaining about the fact that a necklace powers up everything (seriously... a lighthouse, an iPhone, and a helicopter at last count), but, whatever, I'm not giving up on "Revolution" at all. In fact, I'm going to miss it, goddammit.
7.) This week's "Modern Family" was the best set-up to a "Cats" joke I have ever experienced, and, surprisingly, I've experienced quite a few "Cats" joke. If they submit that episode for Emmy consideration, not only will they win best comedy again, but Steve Levitan will win best director. The writing was par excellence. It actually reminded me of some of those classic "Frasier" episodes that were 18 minutes of set-up to a hilarious final joke.
I watch way too much TV.
8.) When the finale of "The Glee Project" aired, I was a bit uptight that my Team Allie was denied, but it's not like I didn't love Blake Jenner. Who didn't fall in love with Blake Jenner? Anyway, now that his run on "Glee" has commenced, CRIKEY, Ryan Murphy was absolutely correct to pick him.
In fact, now that I've seen what they wrote for him and how he's delivered, I wonder if any other contestant from this last season of TGP would have been a better choice. He is magnificent.
Edited to correct my addled mind's Brody to Blake Jenner.
I am so old.
9.) Kids, take it from me... if twenty years ago, you dropped out of Court Reporting College (always capitalized for parental effect) for various reasons which included "I didn't want to be a court report but my parents wanted me to be one"... do NOT for one second think that twenty years later, your aged dad will NOT come home from a Christmas tree lot to tell you all about the Christmas tree lot owner's wife who is a court reporter and who is being laid off and then re-signed under a freelance contract with a $450 raise in weekly salary.
This will happen.
I can only offer this suggestion. Change the topic to your dad's beleaguered football team and the fact that they are blacked out for a second Sunday in a row.
10.) To sum up this wildly disjointed list of miscellany.
- Let your mother disguise her weakness with righteous anger. She needs it.
- Don't drop out of court reporting college because your father will never let it go.
- Watch every television show ever created so you can someday write blogs that no one but Jim reads. *waving at Jim*
- Accept that you actually do look like someone else in this world even if you never meet that person.
- Watch "The Glee Project" because it's REALLY good. Almost better than "Glee".
