AFter Life

 Seriously.

All those years Harold Ramis was alive, virtually nobody knew who he was.  Nobody visited him in the hospital.  Nobody sent him "get well soon" cards.  Nobody called him up on the phone to say they wish him well.  Facebook wasn't holding any vigils for him.  And now every opportunity that comes up to mention that he's dead, everybody uses it.  Sick.

Enjoy life.
If you miss Harold Ramis, maybe re-direct your attn to the whole lot of people (that are actually IN your life) that you don't cherish enough, before they're dead as well.

Cents and sensibility

 I'm finally in fight mode.  I can only pray that God will keep me in it.  My pastor / counselor has been trying to get it through my thick skull that I need to cut it out!!!  We discussed that it's due time for me to get with it and determine what my "right hand" is and cut it off accordingly.  I don't want to have to give up music and movies.  So I'm trying as hard as I can to be GOOD (relatively speaking..."less vile" I guess) I concidentally have been spending money like crazy.  I don't even know why except boredom.  If that were a solution you'd think it'd be accomplished.  Yeesh.  I need to figure out what I want to do and just do it!!!  I don't need to buy music or movies.  I have a TON of stuff to watch just on Hulu.  And then I have a bunch of DVDs I haven't watched.  I keep thinking that I need to support the music & film industry by buying stuff from it but I've DONE that!!!!!  At least twice over.  I don't even like the new music that comes out.  I mean, sometimes good stuff comes out but usually I'm AT LEAST a year late figuring out what new band is any good.  Most of the time I'm more like 5++ years late.  So obviously the music industry does not depend on me.  I should still support it IF/WHEN I find something new that I do truly like, but I don't need to buy some movie I watched 10 years ago to show my appreciation for it or whatever.  This whole cycle is just crazy.  I need to get down to business.  Time to start chipping away at this mountain of credit card debt I've accumulated with this insanity.

Many a book worthless is atomed

 This is the first sentence of WE WERE NEVER HERE by Andrea Bartz, a bestselling book on Amazon.  

"Kristen trotted to the patio’s edge and crouched, long arm outstretched."

What the hell is a "long arm"?