Monday, February 23, 2009

I didn't watch the Oscars...


What's happening? I've stopped watching TV and now I've actually NOT watched the Oscars for the first time in at least a decade. I was talking to the principal of the school I work at when I'm not taking a year off for grad school and he was talking about Rick Mercer. I haven't watched one Rick Mercer this season!!! I don't even watch the last season of Corner Gas (Although I will by the DVD in Oct/Nov when it comes out.) The time for the Oscars came up, I looked at the clock and decided I wasn't interested. I haven't watched any of the Best Picture nominees this year, although I'm sure "Slumdog Millionaire" deserved the honor. I know just from reading about the movie that it was the one to root for - anything about an underdog is fantastic to me. I was miffed at the exclusion of "The Dark Knight" for nomination. I knew Heath Ledger would win for the Joker, but it should have been at least nominated for original screenplay and director.

That wasn't the reason I didn`t watch and it wasn't because I was too busy with school work. The stuff I've been reading in grad school is actually changing the way I think. The way I view things and I'm not sure what to think about that...

Thursday, February 12, 2009

What to do?

Here I am...I'm still here, but I've hit a big time writer's block. It's called procrastination. For some reason I think that I need a completely written paper in my head before I begin writing it. I am using this blog to help me get over that, so I hope you'll forgive me for my rambling. I've allowed the assignments to pile up and I need to really push to get some done, because I've started new courses and for some odd reason they all have writing assignments too! (That was sarcasm, which I've never figured out how to properly convey in the writing of a blog) I have to keep in mind the line that one of my profs gave us: "Graduate school is more about persistence than intelligence." I must persist! For the very brief time that J.R.R. Tolkien drove a car he would just fly into traffic with a cry something like: "Charge ahead and they'll make way!" His family must have been relieved when he gave up driving due to the way the construction of roads was destroying the English countryside. I need to charge ahead!