Albert Einstein

Did I ever mention that he is my hero?

Oh sure, everybody knows that he's responsible for the Theory of Relativity, and that he was the first to split the atom (thanks alot for that one Al! Now we have nuclear power to worry about.) But did you know that he was a very profound philosopher? And also a very deeply spiritual man?

There are volumes of quotes attributable to Einstein, but my two favorite are:

1. "I know not with what weapons World War 3 will be fought, but I do know that World War 4 will be fought with sticks and stones."

and

2. "Only two things are infinite; the universe, and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."

Dilemna Of A Sort

My nephew called me last night. He told me he has a blog, and gave me the address. It's right here at blogspot (oh big surprise), so naturally I went and read it. Why else would he tell me about it if he didn't want me to read it, right?

So, I was surprised by many of the entries he posted. In some cases, I was surprised by his comical humor, and in other cases I was surprised by his obvious hurt feelings about his mother (my sister)... who, by the way, is a worthless waste of space.

So, I want to comment and show him support, but I DO NOT want him finding this blog because I just don't want him privvy to some of the information contained herein... ya know?

I know you'll say to comment anonymously, but believe me, he'll track me down by my IP address. He's an internet 007... trust me. If I let him in my world, I'll have to self censor, which I really don't want to do. Otherwise, I don't know... I just think there are some things better left unsaid between him and me. Like...ABOUT MY LOVE LIFE for instance!

Oy!

Almost Heaven

Hey Sheryl...

Aren't you blogging anymore? Or do I not have your latest site address?

I see the Katiebug page, but even that's out of date! Come ON... get busy woman!

I Would Agree With This...

You Are 55% Left Brained, 45% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?

I think I'm well right/left brain balanced, but I have to agree that it's skewed to the left. What else is new? I'm skewed to the left about everything anyway!

Hm... How Interesting!

If You Were Born in 2893...

Your Name Would Be: Kiku Terr And You Would Be: A Prophet

If You Were Born in 2893

Just Another Day

Here's hoping everyone had a nice Thanksgiving.

As for me, yesterday was just another day. Oh... I went to my mother's house for dinner, but not because I was looking forward to it.

We had a small gathering for dinner; Me, Mom, my godson, my brother, my uncle, and my ex husband (she always includes him for the holidays.) We ate the expected food; turkey, potatoes, stuffing, blah, blah, blah. Had the expected desserts; pumpkin pie, apple pie, cheesecake, blah, blah, blah.

We had the prerequisite family arguing and squabbling... naturally.

And after it was all over and done, I left & came home to my dark, empty house and proceeded to cough and sneeze until I fell asleep.

Basically, just another day.

However, yesterday marked the official start of my seasonal depression. It's now officially the Christmas season, and I absolutely hate it. The music, the tv commercials, the expense, the hustle & bustle, the phony jovialness. Hate it, hate it, hate it.

Each year I threaten to boycott Christmas, and each year I am forced to pretend like all the years before, that Christmas is a wonderful time of the year.

This year, I'm pretty much broke, thanks to my brother... getting him back on his feet cost me thousands... so I can't escape to a warm beach somewhere, but next year... NEXT YEAR... it's palm trees and Pina Colada's for me. Just you wait and see!

First Date No - No's

Let me tell you about some of the incidents I've endured while living out my apparent Karma... One thousand first dates.

1. Listening ad nauseam about the ex wife/ex girlfriend.
2. Watching as he proceeds to get drooling, slobbering drunk.
3. Ignoring such misguided compliments as: "You are so totally fuckable." and "I like watching leave, but I'd rather watch you come."
4. Having to meet and pretend I like his entire social circle... on the first date?!
5. Being lectured to about the health risks of smoking.
6. Being asked if my hair is mine, or a weave. (It's mine by the way!)
7. Having to patiently say 'No', when asked if he can spend the night at my place.
8. Being invited to Florida, all expenses paid for two weeks in December (On the first date?!)


Oh, there's more but to be truthful, it's too depressing to write.

I have to wonder what the hell is wrong with men today? I mean, are they ALL nucking futs or what?

To be clear, there have been some first dates which didn't go as badly as those above; for instance Dude (who we all agreed didn't look like a dude), but still lacked whatever that unarticulated something we call chemistry is.

Here's another truth. I could probably have a date twice a day, every day for the next year and still not find anyone I'd be interested in.

I've come to the conclusion that, sadly, I'm simply not available emotionally. It's just that simple. And whether I want to admit it or not... and whether you want to hear it or not, the obnoxious truth of the matter is, I'm emotionally unavailable because I am still in love with that most heinous Dickhead whom we all love to hate.

I think I've come to realize that time is the only thing that will cure me. I've searched for the cure in others, and that isn't fair to me or them. Time will either kill me or cure me. I'm not sure which.

In the meantime, I am satisfied ... no, satisfied isn't the right word. I'm happy with my self imposed celibacy. It makes life much less complicated.

I think I will retire my ad.

Updating You On My Love Life.....

One word about Curt: NEXT !

I had dinner with a new one last night. His name is Billy (Lord help me!) and he was very nice. I thought he was rather attractive, and he sent me a very flattering email afterward.

Let's just say, that's all I can say with any certainty. The way this thing has been going, I can't predict one way or the other which way the wind's going to blow. Tell ya what though, I'm getting pretty tired of all these first dates.

I think I should just go seduce Stellina's former boss B.D. (Shit! Another Bill now that I think of it!)

Eh... being single isn't for the weak, I'll tell ya!

Nobdoy's Perfect

So, Curt is gorgeous, and sweet, and cultured... blah, blah, blah. But, he drinks too much, and he socializes with uber snotty people.

He's dinner parties for 6, I'm pizza & beer for 2. He's after work martinis, I'm after work chocolate ice cream soda. He's (about his friend) "Isn't she greeaaaat?!" I'm "Is she always so loud, or only when she's shitfaced?!"

Um, I'm going to try to work through these initial annoyances, but I dunno. My tolerance is zero.

My brother said, "Sybil, come on. He's not like you; he's a mere mortal. Mortals have faults." My brother may be slightly right. I am somewhat judgemental in terms of finding fault, but damn... I want what I want. PERIOD.

Shhhh ! It's A Secret !

First - Thank you Jos, for that great big "Happy Birthday" post on your blog. You're sweet. Second, thank you Lisa for the birthday wishes. :)

Now let me tell y'all a secret.

I met a man. And not just any man. I almost want to say I met THE ANTIDOTE! (If you know what I mean.)

I wasn't going to post anything yet because I didn't want to jinx things, but what the heck - I never could keep a secret, and Que Sera, Sera... right?

So, wrap your minds around this... His name is Curt. He lives in one of the (famous) mansions in Newport. He's totally gorgeous, he's boat loads of fun to be with, he's very thoughtful, he cooks for me ! (can you stand that one?), and he seems to be quite smitten with yours truly.

Um.... can I just say.... Dickhead who???

I don't have a picture to post, but I'm working on that. In the meantime, keep this to yourselves... it's a secret. LOL