just not a restful weekend, just not a good Monday

It's like that, sometimes.

Didn't have time to share Oscar picks with friends, didn't have time to go online all weekend, didn't have a minute to sit still and relaxed and enjoy all weekend. I came home tied up in Pennsylvania knots and now I'm tied up in New York knows. At least I sold some jewelry this weekend, so I'm tied in knows with a little change in my pocket.A rare crappy day at work, and of course, a long one. This past weekend was supposed to big a big highlight for me, so here I am now without much to look forward to -- except coffee with old friend Bob Steiner tomorrow after work.

I know it could be worse...some of my best friends are going through dreadful things now. I help as I can, but I need help, too.

I finished reading Janet Reitman's Inside Scientology which was excellent. She seemed to have gotten at a whole mess of their secrets,although I'm still not clear about how they approach homosexuality and homosexual members. I used to hear that "they marry their gays off to each other." I just wonder about some of their highest profile members about whom there have been gay rumors (Tom Cruise, John Travolta).

Also read Susan Orlean's Rin Tin Tin, which I had been dying to read. She's such a marvelous writer. She does tend to put herself into the book, but it never overshadows the subject. I follow her on Twitter and I hope I'm not too stalker-ish. I really admire her.

I was away from the computer all weekend. Maybe this is why people have smartphones. But truly, I didn't miss much. A couple people did want to see my Oscar picks. I picked The Artist and Meryl Streep and George Clooney, so I got 2/3. Haven't seen a new Indian movie since Nanban.

I just feel shitty, really. I want a do-over on that weekend, just watching a movie or two and making some jewelry an emailing with a friend or two and sleeping in my own bed with my cats. And right now I feel tired, and have almost two hours to go before I can leave. Monday nights truly suck.

what up with that?

I reconnected with an old, old male friend on Facebook; we go back over thirty years and have been in contact intermittently during that time. We've always cared a great deal about each other and have had a lot in common. Except now, he's posting these horrible anti-abortion screeds and scripture and anti-Obama stuff...you know, everything I don't want to see on my page. Since I first met him, he had a career in the Navy and settled in the South, so I'm not too shocked that his belief systems have shifted wildly since he was a teen. Not quite sure how to handle this, though it's bothering me and I've considered "unfriending" him.

Watched the Oscars last night, being a movie addict from a family of movie addicts. (In recent years, I watch more at home than in the theaters, but it makes me no less a movie addict.) I was extremely pleased to see Kathryn Bigelow and The Hurt Locker win big awards. I just saw it within the past week and was really impressed with Bigelow's toughness. Plus, I've had an eye on Jeremy Renner since that rather awful movie where he played Jeffrey Dahmer. He was clearly a whole lot better than his material in the Dahmer movie, and let's hope he gets more parts of the Hurt Locker caliber, since there was no beating Jeff Bridges last night.

The latest Heeb Magazine lists the 100 Greatest Jewish Movie Moments, very cool, and the #1 moment is from The Big Lebowski. Which is how I got there from Jeff Bridges.

I have indeed started a memoir, and it's about school and summers. I've been turning it over in my head for a few years, and it got to be time to write.