Batman Jesus: A Review

I have been watching a television show called Person Of Interest.  As the title of this post implies, I like it because Jesus is portraying Batman.  Really clever!  Okay, it is Jim Caviezel in the lead, and some actors from Lost, since it is made by JJ Abrams. Oh!  Now that I look, the maker of those sweet Batman movies, and one of my favorites, Memento.  As I write this I am understanding why I like it so much.  Check out the IMDB.

Basically the Jesus character saved folks using compassion and technology.  I like that.  I also like how, unlike Lost, or Memento, you can follow the plot easily.  I like to think hard sometimes, but lately, not so much.  I know I like it, because the time seems to slip by more quickly than usual.

What I don't like about it?

The title is the most boring title I can think of.  It is hard to remember because it is so boring.  I could think of equally bad titles for the show: People Who Are,  Interesting Show, or Show About People.  I realize highly popular shows have had terribly bland names, such as Friends or E.R.  It doesn't ruin it for me.

The final thing I don't like about it, is that if you don't have a television, and only a computer, you have to do something that Jesus wouldn't do, but Batman would/could.  We have to watch it via a circuitous route, which isn't so ethical, it might even be cheating (see my previous post).  Because it isn't streaming via CBS or Hulu, I think that it will only last this season.  

Making a House, a Home

There have been times that I felt like I was missing something.  Like an ache I can't pinpoint.   A void.  Moving so much in the past few years made it clear what that illusive hole was.  Now that we have a house we can mess with again, I/we put in raised beds.  The ache is gone. Just in one weekend.

I need to grow stuff.  I know it's a hobby that is not glamorous, like fast cars, skiing, sunbathing, shopping, traveling, or biking.  It is slow, and dirty.  It is the incarnation of the word 'humble' (okay maybe 'incarnation' is a bit transcendental and hyperbolic, but the word displays the unseen call my spirit has to gardening).  It fills the hole in me with soil, and leaves, and vines, and hope.

This is the modest beginning of what could be several years of tomatoes, cucumbers, berries, and satisfied tummies.  If not, I can grow something somewhere else, but this summer, we will have a bit of hope growing in the front yard, for the deer to munch on.

P.S.  These photos might lead you to believe that I had little to do with the project, but I was there, thankful that I had a crew that wanted to be a part of something that is mine!

Slime

My mother-in-law gave this to me as a gift.

I was confused why such a soft pink t-shirt would have the word "slime" across the front. I smiled with thanks and confusion. Maybe it was a humorous gift? I was thinking more people would be laughing. So as not to be awkward (or more awkward) I kept my mouth shut.

When things don't seem to make sense, I need to solve the puzzle. Looking at the shirt more it hit me: SMILE! Not slime. Which is exactly what I did, I slimed, I mean, smiled.

I took this photo in the mirror hoping you could sympathize with my perspective. Looking at it now I realize that the color of the shirt makes me all one, very pale hue! Even still, I'll obey it's command!

Smile!

Confession: I Cheated!

I love Scrabble.  I don't love it because I am good at it, I love it because I love words.  There is just the right combination of letters to fit on the board, I just have to unlock it.  When I find the perfect word, it is satisfying.
   
I can play Scrabble with people I know, strangers, or my phone, on my phone.  There is another game much like Scrabble but bonuses are in different spaces, so it is NOT Scrabble (for legal reasons, I'm sure).  I tried this popular game.  It is fun, just like Scrabble because it is Scrabble.
   
My friend told me that you can download an application for your phone that will enable to you CHEAT, at Words With Friends.  Huh?  I didn't believe it, and I just kept playing.  Curiosity got the best of me though, and I did look to see if there was a cheat application.  Guess what?  There is!  You run the word game and the cheat and it reads the board and tells you the best word to play, and where.
   
As soon as I saw this, I took the silly game off my phone.  I want to play, but not if I know anyone can "not play" by cheating.
   
Up until this point, this has been laying groundwork for my defense.  It turns out that for most of my schooling: jr. high, high school and especially at the university, I have been a huge cheater.   I say, "it turns out", because I didn't know I was doing it.  For the most part, I am against cheating.

This was my study plan:  Listent to the teacher, pretend to/actually write stuff down that they say, skim the text book for the jargon the professor said was going to be on the test and write that stuff down.  I would then make up an acronym/codes of all the concepts.  For example, capitol cities of South America: Brasilia, Buena Ares, Bogota, Quito, Lima, Santiago.  BR, BA, BO, QI, LI, SA.
   
You can kind of sing that, and it is easier to remember that the whole thing.  Here is where it get's sketchy, literally.  I would then write the code on my hand.  During the test I didn't usually need to look at it, but I could if I needed to.
   
My fourth and final year at Norther Arizona University, my husband asked what I was writing on my hand, and I told him just what I told you.  He looked puzzled, then laughed, and told me that I was cheating.   It had never occurred to me in 16 years of schooling, that I was cheating.  I had done all the work to remember?  Right?  Was this why the university was so easy for me?  Maybe.  I graduated with straight "A's".

This is me cheating.
The sign in the dressing room said,
"No Photography".
I took it anyway.  What a crazy retro dress!!

I didn't know I was cheating, yet it still counts as cheating.  I can't stand people taking shortcuts to win, but I am just a big cheater too.  Which is why I was so frustrated with Words With Friends.  Friends don't let friends cheat.  It took a friend (with benefits) to point that out to me.  Thanks Silas.

P.S. I do occasionally use a dictionary for Scrabble, if I'm stuck.