she's making this too easy...

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i've heard a clip on NPR of Palin answering a question about why she feels she's qualified to be the VP. All she said was that she's qualified. and as the questioner repeatedly asked for specifics, in her answer she replied, if you want specifics as to why i'm prepared, just ask me, but i am prepared. UM...YOU WERE JUST ASKED.

at this rate she'll give SNL enough material for hundreds of skits ...

both Palin and McCain continue to skirt around issues, using cliches and 'feel good' phrases, which are all well and good, but until you start being able to verbalize how you're going to do that, showing that they actually understand the problems of these issues and knowing how to address them, instead of being vague and just telling people what they think they want to hear...then i will take them more seriously as competant competitors in the presidential race.

when talking about Veterans, McCain talked about how he is a veteran and so he loves all Veterans, and so therefore will, and i quote, "guarantee" that they receive better health care. Obama talked about them struggling with PTSD which needs to be adressed and hasn't been, along with physical rehab, etc. That shows me that Obama knows what's going on, and isn't just blowing smoke up my @$$. Not that McCain doesn't know about PTSD, but if he doesn't recognize it as a major problem that needs to be addressed...how is he going to "guarantee" that appropriate care is provided for them.

ok, i won't keep going. but i will say this. i feel that Obama is very wise and is honest, even if it's difficult. His comment about picking Biden was that he didn't want someone who was going to be a 'yes' man, but someone that would challenge him to make the right decisions. i feel that McCain is just trying to say what he thinks he has to in order to win, and frankly, his history in the Military doesn't prove to me that he'd be a better president, and his choice of VP actually proves to me that his decision making skills/judgement are questionable (and that's saying it nicely).

ok i'm done.

the results of my laziness

in the back of my apartment building is an alley...and it's not a great place to walk my dog and provide him with ample grass for 'him to poop on'. so i always take him out in the front of my building in the morning and afterwork. The problem is, the garbage is in the back of the building, but i'm LAZY and don't want to walk all the way around my building (which is all the way around a block's worth of buildings because there's no space between each building/house)..so once my dog has done his 'business', i take the bag of poop, walk through the basement of my building to the back and climb the three flights of stairs, and when at the top, i throw the poop bag, aiming away from the parked cars and as close to the garbage as possible...which i consequently place into the garbage can when i leave for work. the extra 10 feet it would take me to just put the bag in the garbage in the first place, then having to open the locked door again is just too much time wasted. unfortunately, sometimes my aim is a little off...
the green bag of poop literally landed on the wire between my building and the pole behind it. i couldn't do that i if i tried a million times. sadly, even in the windy city the bag hasn't been blown to the ground yet. one can only hope to Not be walking under it when it finally gives way. it is a biodegradable bag after all...and so are it's contents.

Office Anonymous

it turns out that i may be in need of a 12 step program to deal with my current 'Office' addiction. See, it all started a few months ago when i watched all of season 4 online (when it was all online on http://www.nbc/) in about two days and i realized i had been missing a treasure and didn't know how i'd make it til the next season to figure out if Jim proposes to Pam or if she ends up going to school in NYC and leaving him. What i had wrongly thought was boring proved to be an amazing show of artistic and comedic writing as well as impressive and clever acting. Steve Carell is truly good at what he does! It worsened when a good friend of mine RR lent me the 2nd season of the Office when i was sick and i did nothing but watch the episodes over and over. Literally. Like i'd watch 4/5 episodes at night, and sometimes, if i fell asleep during an episode at night, i'd actually watch it again in the morning. I was even late to work on occassion for having to finish an episode. I think i watched the season finale about 8 times. Yesterday i reluctantly gave RR her dvd's back and came home today with an oddly quiet feeling in my apartment. though somehow i feel better because it's Thursday and there should be a rerun on NBC tonight, so i'll get a small dose of the Jim/Pam, Michael/Jan, Dwight/Angela, Ryan/Kelly drama that i've been missing. i may or may not have been relieved when a friend's offer to hang out Thursday or Saturday became a for sure Saturday plan, and i may or may not have had a dream involving one or more of the show's characters. I may or may not be living vicariously through the lives of everyone on the show...or perhaps one lucky girl...

i may or may not have seen almost every Youtube clip with either John Krazinski or Steve Carell in them...





i think all the signs are there, i'm addicted. My name is Reshae and i"m an Office Addict. and guess what...next week, the next season starts. i'm sooo freakin excited...

SNL clip...a must see

i don't want to be her but i totally am...

Scene VI – The Car Ride (from Before Sunset with Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy)

Location notes: Quai Henri IV is located on the Right Bank just west of Pont d’Austerlitz.

Jesse: Glad somebody does. Now, this is better than the Metro, right?

Céline: Definitely!

(The camera cuts ahead of the car, leading it as it pulls onto the main road. The conversation continues.)

Céline: I was thinking...for me it's better I don't romanticize things as much anymore. I was suffering so much all the time. I still have lots of dreams, but they're not in regard to my love life. (Cut to interior of the car.) It doesn't make me sad, it's just the way it is.

Jesse: Is that why you're in a relationship with somebody who's never around?

Céline: Yes, obviously, I can't deal with the day to day life of a relationship. Yeah, we have, you know, this exciting time together and then he leaves, and I miss him, but at least I'm not dying inside. When someone is always around me, I'm like suffocating!

Jesse: No, wait, you just said that you need to love and be loved...

Céline: Yeah, but when I do it quickly makes me nauseous! It's a disaster... I mean I'm really happy only when I'm on my own. Even being alone...it's better than...sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely. It's not so easy for me to be all romantic. You start off that way and after you've been screwed over a few times...you...you…you forget about all your delusional ideas and you just take what comes into your life. That's not even true I haven't been...screwed over, I've just had too many blah relationships. They weren't mean, they cared for me, but... there were no real...connection or excitement. At least not from my side.

Jesse: God, I'm sorry, is it...is it really that bad? It's not, right?

Céline: (Shaking her head with eyes nearly watering.) You know...it's not even that. I was...I was fine, until I read your fucking book! It stirred shit up, you know? It reminded me how genuinely romantic I was, how I had so much hope in things, and now it's like...I don't believe in anything that relates to love. I don't feel things for people anymore. In a way...I put all my romanticism into that one night, and I was never able to feel all this again. Like...somehow this night took things away from me and...I expressed them to you, and you took them with you! It made me feel cold, like if love wasn't for me!

Jesse: I... I don't believe that. I don't believe that.

Céline: You know what? Reality and love are almost contradictory for me. It's funny...every single of my ex’s...they're now married! Men go out with me, we break up, and then they get married! And later they call me to thank me for teaching them what love is, and…

Jesse: (Smiling sympathetically.) Oh God. (Rubs his face with both hands.)

Céline: …and that I taught them to care and respect women!

Jesse: (Pointing at himself.) I think I'm one of those guys.

Céline: (Yelling.) You know, I want to KILL them!! Why didn't they ask ME to marry them? I would have said "No", but at least they could have asked!! But it's my fault, I know it's my fault, because...I never felt it was the right man. Never! But what does it mean the right man? The love of your life? The concept is absurd; the idea that we can only be complete with another person is...EVIL!! RIGHT??!!

Jesse: (Sheepishly.) Can I talk?

Céline: (Speaking more quietly.) You know, I guess I've been heartbroken too many times. And then I recovered. So now, you know, from the starts I make no effort…because I know it’s not going to work out, I know it’s not going to work out.

Jesse: You can't do that. You can't do that, you can't live your life trying to avoid pain, at the expense of en...

Céline: (Interrupting.) OK, you know what? (Moving her fingers to mock the movement of Jesse’s mouth as he speaks.) Those are words! I've gotta...I've gotta get away from you. (To Philippe.) Stop the car, I want to get out!

Jesse: No, no, no, don't...don't get out.

Céline: You know, it's being around you...

Jesse: Keep talking...

Céline: (Jesse grabs her arm) Don't touch me! (Slaps his hand.) You know, I wanna get on a cab...

(To Philippe.) Monsieur! Arretez-vous! Non, non, c'est bon, au feu la! Juste au feu, au coin, il y a un metro meme! Je veux prendre le metro. (Sir, please stop! No, no, it’s okay, at the next traffic light, at the corner, there is even a metro! I want to take the metro.)

Jesse: (To Philippe) No, no, no, keep going... (To Céline) No, listen, I'm just so happy... (To Philippe) Thank you, just keep going...(To Céline.) Alright. Look, I am just so happy, alright...to be with you. I am. I'm so glad you didn’t forget about me. OK.

Céline: No, I didn't...and it pisses me off, OK? You come here to Paris, all romantic, and married, OK? Screw you! Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to get you or anything. I mean, all I need is married man! There's been so much water under the bridge, it's...it's not even about you anymore, it's about that time, that moment in time that is forever gone, I don't know!

Jesse: You...you say all that, but you didn't even remember having sex. So...

Céline: (Flatly, with resignation.) Of course I remembered.

Jesse: (Confused.) You did?

Céline: Yes! Women pretend things like that. I don’t know…(Laughs.)

Jesse: (Still confused.) They do?

Céline: Yeah, what was I supposed to say? That I remember the wine in the park and...us looking up at the stars fading away as the sun came up? We had sex TWICE (claps her hands), you idiot!

Jesse: Alright, you know what? I'm just...happy to see you, even if...you've become an angry, manic depressive activist. I still like you! I still enjoy being around you!

(Reaches out to touch her face, but pulls his hand back quickly, before she notices.)

Céline: And I feel the same. (Laughing.) I'm...I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. I just...I had to let it all out. I...

Jesse: Don't worry about it.

Céline: I'm so miserable in my love life, in my relationship, I always act as... like...you know, I'm detached, but I'm... I'm dying inside. I'm dying because I'm so numb. I don't feel pain, or excitement. I'm not even bitter, I'm just...uh…

Jesse: You think you're the one dying inside? My life is twenty four-seven...BAD.

Céline: I'm sorry.

Jesse: No, no, no...I mean, the only happiness I get is when I'm out with my son. I've been to marriage counseling, I've done things I never thought I would have to do. I lit candles, bought self-help books, lingerie...

Céline: Did the candles help?

Jesse: HELL. NO. (Plaintively.) Alright, I don’t love her the way she needs to be loved, and...I don't even see a future for us. But then I look at...at my little boy, sitting at the table across from me, and I think I would have suffered any torture to be with him for all the minutes of his life. You know, I don't wanna miss out on one. But then...there's no joy, or laughter, in my home. You know, and I don't want him growing up in that!

Céline: Oh, no laughter? That's terrible. My parents have been together for 35 years and even when they have a bad fight they end up laughing like crazy.

Jesse: I just...I don't wanna be one of those people who are...getting divorced at 52 and falling down into tears admitting that they never really loved their spouse, and they feel that their life has been (waves his hand, as if being pulled) sucked up into a vacuum cleaner! You know, I want a great life. I want her to have a great life. She deserves that! Alright? But we're just living in a pretense of a marriage, responsibility and all these...just...ideas of how people are supposed to live. Then I...I have these dreams...

Céline: What dreams?

Jesse: (Looks away distantly.) I have these dreams, you know, that I’m…I'm standing on a platform, and uh, you keep going by on a train, and...you go by, and you go by, and you go by, and you go by, and I wake up with the fucking sweats, you know? And then I have this other dream, oh...where you're...pregnant, in bed beside me, naked, and I want so badly to touch you, but you tell me not to and then you look away and...and I...I...I touch you anyway, right on your ankle and your skin is so soft and I wake up in sobs, alright? (Inhales deeply.) And my wife is sitting there looking at me, and I feel like I'm a million miles from her, and I know that there's something...wrong! (Céline reaches out to stroke Jesse’s face, but pulls her hand back before he sees her.) You know, that I ca...that I can't keep living like this, that there's gotta be something more to love than commitment. But then I think that...I might have given up...on the whole idea of romantic love. That I...I might have put it to bed that...that day when you weren't there. You know, I think I might have done that.

Céline: (Eyes starting to water again.) Why are you telling me all this?

Jesse: I'm sorry. I don't know, I'm...I...I should...I...I shouldn't have.

Céline: You know, it's so weird...that people think they are the only one going through tough times. I mean when I read the article I thought...your life was perfect. A wife, a kid, a published author. (Jesse laughs.) Your personal life is more of a mess than mine! I'm sorry! (Both laugh.)

Jesse: Well...I'm glad it's good for something.

Céline: (To Philippe.) Oh, monsieur, c'est la! Rentrez dans la passe la. (Sir, this is it. Pull into the alley right there.)

(Camera cuts to exterior of the car pulling into the driveway of Céline’s apartment.)

Redbull Flugtag 2008

a perfect weekend with my bro and a few friends...and a really wacky yet entertaining event with perfect weather and sights of the city...here are a few pics of the redbull Flugtag event. we didn't get to stay the whole time, but it was fun none-the-less! (Feel free to click on the pics to make them bigger and easier to see)

a gorgeous view of the city from the pier on North Ave beach...boats were beginning to congregate for the event...
this is the north side of the pier at North Ave beach...Castaways is in the back sort of on the left...
And this was the contraption that the flying objects were going to 'fly' off of within an hour of our arrival. the life guard was looking over us all and performing his duties well...

First up was the plane from the Cubs....the people in blue were wearing huge baseballs on their heads.their plane didn't fly far at all...
Next were the smurfs...
their 'plane' didn't go Anywhere...
then there were some guys from Iowa who's slogan was 'go schuck yourself'... i don't know how the driver was still alive, he landed just after the plane hit the water and he crashed right into it...
next was some group that had a hotdog plane. it was bottom heavy and died the second it left the runway...
these guys actually caught some air and i think got nearly 120 feet...
this was essentially a handglider...
overall, a fabulous and very entertaining time...!!

paper airplanes on steroids and LSD

So, i'll be attending an Annual RedBull Flugtag (flying day) event on saturday...and i'm so excited. i remember seeing commercials for the event but didn't actually know it was real, or that it was going to be held at North Ave Beach in Chicago, the same beach i saw the AVP tournament last summer and where i frequently play beach volleyball. i'm totally stoked...and don't you worry, plenty of pics will be posted to show how interesting, and crazy people are sometimes...the idea is that people can win the competition by creating the most interesting flying air craft, pushing it off a 30 foot cliff and having it stay in the air the longest. the contraptions people have come up with are very individual, interesting and totally fun to watch...also, all their hard work is ruined the minute their aircraft lands in the water...it'll be great!!

check these out to help explain...

redbull flugtag 2008 Chicago