Gleeee

I am really enjoying Glee so far. Especially the music, which is constantly on my iPod. But I've noticed that the show is having a hard time balancing itself out. Between the many characters and their plots (Jane Lynch had ONE line this week) and the music. It seems as if they do one really funny episode then one episode with a lot of good music. They haven't really had one with both, I don't think. (Besides the pilot). But I love the show. I just wish we could see more of the characters we don't get very much of. Tina has a few obligatory lines every episodes. I am not sure Artie has spoken in weeks. . . Mercedes had some good scenes early, but has lately just been around to throw a casual insult at Rachel. I just want more consistency. Still one of the best shows on TV, though. No doubt.
Other than that. . . well, I watched "The Comeback" with Lisa Kudrow. It was really, really good. Too bad it was only one season. She definitely deserved the Emmy nomination she got for Outstanding Lead Actress - Comedy. She made that show so entertaining. And I am pretty sure she was in every single scene in the whole series. Now I need to finish "Freaks and Geeks" which is becoming more of a chore than a leisure activity, honestly. After that, I am going back in time to watch some "Fraggle Rock."
Gleeful.

Driving and FlashForward

I was sitting at the 9 O'Clock service at University Church, and someone said something that got me thinking. A story was told about how you start driving and you get home and realize that you don't remember anything from the drive. I was thinking about it. . . and I realized how often that happens to me. I will be driving along, and all of the sudden I will think something like: "Wow. I'm glad a little kid didn't run out in front of me or something. Because I am not sure I would have seen them." Was I even paying attention?
Then I started thinking about what it was like to start driving. How it was a really exciting thing that I needed to practice. I needed to really pay attention because I was driving a "lethal weapon" according to my mom. Just parking was an ordeal. Making a turn, slowing down, speeding up, stopping at a red light. Everything took my full attention.
It only took a few months before everything was second nature. I was devoting less attention to driving, but somehow I was a safer driver. I wish everything worked like that. Because I remember when Jesus was a big deal. An ordeal. How I focused my attention on Him. But now, I have become accustomed to being a Christian. I devote less attention to God, but it isn't because I have become a more competent Christian. It is because I have become a more comfortable Christian. Some things, like driving, get better the more comfortable you are. But Christianity isn't like that.
Comfortable might be a poor word choice. Because there is nothing more comfortable than leaning on the arms of the Father. Being comfortable is amazing, but that comfort doesn't come from a few months behind the wheel.
I don't know what I am getting at, honestly. This isn't a devo for someone to read for a sermon with a cute little ending. Just a thought that I wanted to put out there.

Now, to FlashForward: A few comments. . ..
very promising story. I really liked the premiere. I was a little annoyed at the blatant ABC cross-promotion. (See a billboard for Oceanic airlines by the freeway, a Desperate Housewives bus driving by. . .) And I was kind of taken aback to see Seth MacFarlane (the creator of Family Guy, along with the voices of Peter, Stewie, and Brian to name a few) as an FBI agent. I thought he had enough on his plate with Family Guy, American Dad, and The Cleveland Show. It wasn't bad. . . just kind of distracting to hear Brian the Dog's voice coming from an FBI agent. (Macfarlane doesn't change his voice when he voices Brian. That is his natural voice.)
And who would have thought the creepiest thing about a world-wide blackout would be the guy that wasn't asleep? When you think about it, you picture all these bodies just laying around. . . but to be the one guy who was conscious? That would be too much.

Ok. That's all I got.

Give Me a Break

Butterfingers are the most breakable candy bar. I know this is a real blow to Kit-Kats, but someone has to say it. How many times have you laid a finger on your Buttfinger only to find out that it was broken into two or more pieces? And forget buying a Butterfinger from a vending machine. After falling a few feet, the crispety, crunchety, peanut-buttery treat is simply in ruins. It ends up in more separate pieces than the average bag of Skittles (and I am talking normal Skittles. Not Sour Skittles. I think they only put like six Skittles in the average bag of Sour Skittles. Rip off.). Now, even though Butterfingers are delicious no matter how many pieces they are in, this problem still bothers me. Why? Because due to this extreme breakability, Butterfingers are messy. You can't eat them in the car or at your desk at work. The only suitable place to eat a Butterfinger is outside. And no one wants to be the guy standing by the door eating a chocolate bar. That guy is creepy. That guy can't go within a hundred yards of a school. So, Nestle, if you are reading this, get your act together. This has gone on too long.

I realize I haven't blogged in a while. And I know that must be very disappointing, Kara. (As I believe you are my only reader. . . ) But anyway, I'm back. I currently have a job for which I do not get to sleep very often. Plus, I got a puppy. Which means I sleep even less. So I quit my job. Now I need a new job. So. . .
I am about half-way through my shift right now, though. I am hoping it will be my last. I've missed too many classes already because I am exhausted from work. So I think that's it. Yeah. That's it.