Those Eyes

So here we are in 2008, actually being subjected to one bad Hollywood blockbuster after another. And as much as it pains me to say it, I will. The thing I wanted most as a youngster, wicked special effects, has murdered the art of film.

I’m not, at all insinuating that all movies produced since 1997, say (Hint, hint) are all bad. I just feel a lot of the worst — modern horror and science-fiction features especially — wouldn’t even be entertained in the first place if it wasn’t for Hollywood’s seeming ability and weak attempts to hide shit writing and/or directing.

I was hoping with all my might that it would change. But it hasn’t…

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Off The Hook?

Here I sit a good 10 days following the initial national Maple Leaf Listeriosis tainted meat scandal, a situation that continues to grow more serious with each passing day. In terms of an ever mounting tainted product list. So today I’m faced with a seemingly connected string of concerns.

First my Grandfather. Yes still. I’ve yet to hear why he fell so ill and, as of Wednesday, when I last saw him, was still not feeling right. He’s back at “home,” sure, which should be a good thing, but he’s still feeling the effects of whatever made him sick in the first place… Continue reading Off The Hook?

Open Letter To A Chef

This past weekend my sister was married. And as far as traditional family “ergonomics” dictate, it was a very special occasion. I couldn’t help but feel emotionally invested in the “proceedings,” if you will. After all it is my sister! I have an interest in what went on.

Now I may not always act like it, but she means a great deal to me. She is such an important figure in my life. Not forgetting to mention my recovery. I couldn’t ever hope to thank her enough for the support and love she provided my parents and I through the most difficult years of my life. She is such an inspiration and an incredible source of pride for me. I love her so very much. And was honored to be a part of such a momentous day in her life.

My point? The day was hers. And most deservedly. The last thing I wanted was anyones attention, especially hers, directed away from her special occasion. For any reason. Least of all for me. Continue reading Open Letter To A Chef

Adjustment and culture

Q: Could you describe how you and your family members, friends, etc. adjusted to your return to the home environment and how the family culture may have changed?

A: After such a nightmarish (for lack of a worse word, I feel somewhat restrained to remain polite) hospital stay, for me at least my return home and the any adjustment that had to be made was a smooth one. To be fair, I suspect not rushing my return helped quite a bit. 2 or 3 months before I was eventually discharged I was able to go home every weekend. So my return wasn’t hard on my family with respect to me not being there one day and being there the next. My family and support staff had run through the drill a bunch of times well before I actually came home. And I’d imagine that greatly helped with the transition for them, as well as myself. Continue reading Adjustment and culture