DEANNA’S PICK

I can’t quite explain or justify my fascination with The Bachelor/ette, so I won’t even try.

The best I can figure is that as someone with quite a lot of responsibility and serious work to get done every day, I crave a frivolous little weekly escape, and in spite of the ridicule of my husband and many co-workers, this habit seems to have stuck. ( I know there are more of you out there - admit it!)

So tonight, I am proud to say - I CALLED IT!!!  Late in the game, granted, but I figured out last week that between Jason, the cute single dad who makes her feel “safe,” and Jesse the free-spirited snowboarder who she finds “exciting,” DeAnna would follow her heart and end up with Jesse (right).

Since I am married to someone who’s occasionally had longer hair, has tattoos, and a non-traditional career (in music), perhaps I sensed her hesitancy to choose someone “safe.”  As sweet and responsible and charming as Jason is, I can see why he isn’t quite exactly her perfect match. She strikes me as someone who’s really independent and confident she can stand on her own two feet - or on someone else’s snowboard - without losing her balance.

Anyhow my intuition helped me win a bet with a co-worker who was a Jason fan (Jennifer R. owes me a Diet Coke!) but I think that’s about it.  Maybe I should be a match maker.

 

 TODD’S DANCE MOVE

Every once in a while the stress and seriousness of the newsroom erodes, and we have a moment of total childishness.

Tonight, in the midst of one of those conversations too strange to try to explain, Todd busted out his signature dance move.  His one and only dance move.

He insists that no matter how he tries to dance, or what the music is, it comes out the same way.  Fists up near his head, swaying back and forth with a funny expression, with the occasional clap thrown in for good luck - Old school. 

Aren’t you all thankful for my camera phone?

Farewell to Shades

In my last post I mentioned my friend Eric’s tragic loss of the sunglasses he’s had since 1994. This is his last photo witih the beloved specs. Tonight, he shared his tribute:
SHADES OF GLORY
It was my fortune to have worn
The glasses which I now must mourn:

Shades of Glory, ’tis for thee I pine.

Since that night thou didst elope

I find that I can only hope

You rest upon a nobler nose than mine.

You left this world with much to do,

But maybe Ray Charles will fancy you;

(I tell myself you’re in a better place).

I know you would have wished instead

To wrap your frames ’round Bono’s head,

Or e’en to plant yourself on Jack Nicholson’s face.

With twice the power of a tinted monocle, You did dark deeds which I now chronicle And showed the skill to transform day to night.

O ocular guardian, O retinal defender,

O UV warrior, O sunbeam suspender,

While wearing you I never felt too bright!

 
Feel free to pass along condolences - along with your Bachelorette thoughts and dance tips for Todd!

I promise a much more serious entry later this week about a new project I’m working on that will HOPEFULLY help redeem any credibility I’ve lost with tonight’s blog.

Trish