Wow. It's been a few weeks since I posted. But I have good excuses. Plural. As I splained earlier, my friend Anne and I went to the Springsteen Symposium in Jersey and it was just so much more than what I had hoped for. I have been writing off-line about it and will be posting soon. In spite of (or because of) its awesomeness, the conference wiped me out physically and emotionally, but I wouldn't have missed it for anything. Since coming home, a couple of other doozies have lit.... My favorite: I was told by the Czarina of my book club that I just don't quite fit in and perhaps I should tone down my personality a little and maybe not share so much..... Nice.
I think this book club thing deserves its own post, but for now, I just have to say that after a year of dense dose chemo, hair falling out, chemo-induced freight train menopause, a bilateral mastectomy with giant tumor removal, more cancer found, more chemo, then eight weeks of daily radiation plus chemo combo, an oh-so- attractive drug induced weight gain (which goes so well with the new no breasts, no hair look) and my beloved 15 year old weimerainer Meg dying . . . I need to TONE DOWN MY PERSONALITY?
I am surprised I have any personality at all that is not RAGING BITCH. I mean, I am surprised I am not standing in the middle of the Super Walmart screaming at the clueless masses that I hope they are proud of that $12 they saved on the backs of the worst treated, most uninsured workers in corporate America!
Ahem. I digress. Sorry bout that.
Let's move to something a little more high brow.
How about reality TV?
You know, the sad truth about being isolated at home so much this past year is that I have watched more TV than I have in my entire lifetime. Although, I also read tons, there were some days when I couldn’t read because of drug side effects like nausea and dry, unfocusing eyes. So the TV was my companion. Some shows I watch like an anthropologist -- I marvel at the people who will go on TV and spread all their personal bidness to the world. I am ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIED when they drag their children onto these shows. I think Dr Phil is deeply in love with himself. . . and possibly delusional. But mostly, I am sad at the lack of altruism I see for the most part (Oprah and Extreme Makeover Home Addition being the exceptions, albeit, way over commercilized). But yes, I have watched some of these shows from time to time and it has given me a better view of our world today. Watching easily manipulated, poorly educated (Or mis-educated) folks on TV, I realize who voted for George Bush.
Wait, I was going to talk highbrow, yes? Sunday New York Times kind of content, yes? Well, day is night, black is white, and look who is commenting in today's NYTs?
CLICK ON THE TITLE OF THIS POST: IT’S A GOOD THING.
