This morning...

How many of you feel this way in the morning?

The best part of waking up unfortunately was not Folgers in my cup, but that I woke up an hour earlier than normal giving me time to lay in bed and think about the numerous ways I will loathe the day as sit in front of dual monitors. As I have mentioned in a previous post, many of my weekdays feel like the movie Groundhog Day. Today seemed to be no different, except for the fact that I woke up earlier than expected. At least it is Wednesday, the middle of the week, and though I had to cut a rent check this morning, I am that much closer to the weekend. May the repetition begin.

I tend to enjoy the moments in a dream where you suddenly realize you are about to be late for work. You then knowingly snap yourself out of the dream-like state that you are probably more happier to exist in. That nervous rush of fear knowing that time has slipped past the start of your normal morning routine as you ride into the danger zone (Tom Cruises career should have died in that movie, not goose), is enough make any person say "Awww, shit!".

One of the first things I do in the morning is roll over, eyes glazed, and stare at the television, which I never seem to turn off as I pass out watching Jimmy Fallon the night before (no cable, few choices). Why do I do this? I haven't a clue. I think it's just feels more comfortable sleeping with sound. I'm totally fine with this except for when it comes to my electric bill and waking up to the "Today Show".

I'll never this after all the coverage

As I stare at the television, I am immediately smacked with coverage of the upcoming royal jelly wedding. Hey, television, seriously? This is the best you can give in the morning? You give me coverage of some couple that will never rule over us, in a country that we defeated for our freedom many a year ago. By the way, that was probably the only real time we fought for our freedom, since then it's been more or less maintaining that "freedom" (notice the quotes), or invading for oil (or so I've been told). I would rather watch the whole Charlie Sheen fiasco, at least he is American. Plus, watching people meltdown in the public eye, thanks to the media, can be quite entertaining. But even Charlie's fiasco will reach a point where it just needs to eject itself from our eye sights.

You never need to sleep alone

Doesn't America have other things to worry about like how we are going to be pleasing our soon to be rat overlords? How about our upcoming summer infestation of bed bugs? At least single people can share in the comfort of not having to sleep alone as they will soon have tiny little bugs eating away at them while they sleep. Neither of these two creatures of the earth are going to be leaving us anytime soon. They both are true New Yorkers and have engrained themselves into the very fabric of our lives. Besides, our overlords and new sleeping companions, don't we have enough in our own lives to worry about than some famous people who don't know we exist and will never care about us on an individual basis? Who knows?

I've annoyed myself and squandered enough time staring at the boob tube. So finally, I roll out of bed and brush what is left of my teeth and think about the day ahead. (Oh, look at the time, I'm running late now). I toss on my clothes and strap into my non messaging messenger bag and head out the door with my trusty bicycle. Off again to the place I was loathing about in the first paragraph before I was distracted by the television I never turned off.

The Oscars

Oscars Grouch, Wilde and Mayer

Last night, the Oscars, considered to be one of the most, if not thee prestigious movie award ceremonies in the galaxy was shown live on TV last evening. Galaxy I say, since the universe revolves around Hollywood, right? That is why we call them "stars", no? The Oscar is basically an award for people who have performed their really job really well, while providing entertainment the masses.

An Actors job, similar to a coke dealers job, is providing entertainment for people. Both have potential to earn vast amounts of income, the difference being an actors body of work is captured on film, while a coke dealers work is captured as residue on money. The coke dealer when busted normally will be locked away for a long time, where the actor can normally buy their way out of jail time, ironically with money that most likely has coke residue on it. It seems like in Charlie Sheen's case, the actor and dealer can not live without the other almost forming a symbiotic relationship, this is not the case with all actors, just some.

The Oscar Fish

Actors prance around pretending to be someone they aren't in a world of make believe. This is why they justly deserve to be awarded unlike a doctor, who day in and day out, possibly save the lives of a few people now and then in a very real world. Even soldiers in combat, fighting a war I may not agree with, deserve to be paid more, soldiers' put their lives on the line while in the face of danger (audience claps).

The most absurd thing about the Oscars, coverage of the red carpet. Really? Does it matter what any "star" is wearing? Ahem, is this microphone on? Yes, the actors look great, which is why they are graded from A to F on yahoo, but the red carpet shouldn't about designers. This isn't New York fashion week. Focus people (clap, clap), this should be about the movies. I think people should be more concerned about themselves, families and friends, these are the people who give you the shirt off their back in times of need, not some movie star smiling on a carpet the color of blood.

Oscar de la Hoya

Don't get me wrong though, I enjoy watching movies just like the next person. I'm simply ranting so I have something to write about this afternoon. Yes, I do believe actors are over paid in the same manner than an athlete is over paid to run around in tight pants playing with balls, not that there is anything wrong with playing with balls. Acting and creating a movie is definitely a craft which is why the creme de la creme are awarded as such. I couldn't act my way out of a paper bag and surely do not possess any type of skill to make a movie so I must congratulate all of the losers for not winning because even though they didn't walk out that little statue, they are still awesome.

I am just happy the movie of the year was not a remake.