Sunday, September 21, 2008

Bridge to Terabithia

Tonight I saw "Bridge to Terabithia" - a Disney tear-jerker (2007) that actually is pretty good. I'm not sure that I would have opted for the sad twist in the plot (being purposely vague to not ruin this for someone who hasn't already seen the movie), but unfortunately it was probably the best way to transition the storyline.

While the events that happened in the imaginary land of Terabithia were a bit stretched in real life (even for a child's imagination), what moved me most were the interactions between Jess and Leslie. Having been the kid in school that everyone picked-on and who's interests were different from all the other kids and quite foreign to even my parents, the friendship that developed in the film was all too real. I recall trying to find that same kind of friendship, but unfortunately it never really materialized. Whether that only occurs in Hollywood or if it actually happens in real life is a mystery. You could see that the unique talents of both Jess and Leslie were of two people who were ahead of their time. It's hard for people nowadays to understand that having a passion for electronics (and later computers) was not a cool thing growing up in the late 1960s through the 1970s. Boys of that time were supposed to be into sports and that kind of thing. If my life were made into a movie the audience would have known by the mid 1970s that I was destined to build a telephone system as an adult, even though it wasn't obvious to the characters in the story at the time.

I don't think that anyone who has this kind of passion ever thinks about the world the same as everyone else does. To open one's mind to that extent, deriving a deep sense of gratification from something that nobody else around seemingly can understand, is a personality trait and not simply reserved for a specific skill. Take note of Leslie's comments (in the movie) when she had the discussion about religion. Call it a blessing, a curse, or a little of both, but to have a truly open mind you have to question everything around you, including what most people accept on faith.

Even though I've mentioned this to several people, I doubt anyone really took notice when I said that The Seekers' "A World Of Our Own" was a favorite song of mine. Anyone watching "Bridge to Terabithia" then listening to that song will realize what it is I imagine when I hear it. I'm not sure whether or not the person who wrote "A World Of Our Own" intended it that way, or if they were just opting for a sappy love song, but the former is how I always heard it.

"Bridge To Terabithia" is not one of those movies that I could watch again and again, but I definitely thought it was good, touching, and recommend it as a movie worth seeing.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Sick of being sick

As you've probably noticed, the postings kind of dropped off soon after the pizza posting. There was a reason for that...

Right before going away on vacation, I did something that my back didn't like. I can't go into any further detail because I don't have any idea what I did to upset it, the doctor can't figure it out, and my back won't tell me why it decided to give me problems. It got better before I left, so I felt, "Great! So much for that!"

About 2 days into my trip to NY, my back pain decided to return with a vengeance. Two days into what was supposed to be a relaxing time -- that is, something for me to unwind and forget about everything for a while. For the duration of my so-called "vacation" my upper back was in the most excruciating pain I have ever felt (large quantities of ibuprofen just took the edge off the pain). It has finally, as of a couple of days ago, started to get better. Yes, of course I went back to the doctor, and he was about as clueless about it as before I went away.

To add insult to injury - or should I say "injury to injury" - this past Wednesday afternoon (that's about 4 days ago) I came down with the bug they show in the NyQuil commercial - you know, the "coughing, sneezing, stuffy head, congested chest, perpetually tired but can't sleep, but can't think straight to do anything useful because you feel tired" bug. There is no one word illness that defines this bug (and "sucks" doesn't qualify as a medical term in this context). I've been off work since Thursday afternoon, and am missing at least a couple of activities with friends. On the 4th day of said life-sucking bug, I am just beginning to feel a little better. Maybe better enough to return to work on Monday. Whoopie.

Allow me to add one additional detail and that is that the pain in my back has somehow extended to my chest, so every time I cough (or laugh, sneeze, or blow my nose) my chest hurts. So I have been surviving on a cocktail of ibuprofen and pseudoephedrine (old fashioned Sudafed) and topping it with whatever medication seems to be around that may further ease the symptom of the day. For whatever reason, I have not ventured out to the supermarket to see if NyQuil actually works the way they say.

I was joking with a friend at work right before effectively being out for 2 days saying, "This must be God's revenge for all the stuff I wrote in my blog." Then I laughed, and my chest hurt.

In reality, I do believe my number was up - I have been overall pretty healthy. It has been a while since the last time I've had a really had a whammy like this one. Hopefully I've met my quota for feeling miserable for a while.

So this is why I haven't written much and maybe that's a good thing. Between the back and the "life sucking bug," I haven't had much of an opportunity to experience anything really wonderful. However, I do have one piece of information to pass along: If you're home sick, and TV becomes unbearable, try Pogo ( It's an online game site and they have a whole bunch of different games you can play by yourself or with others (like Scrabble, solitaire, blackjack, etc.). Most of the games use Java rather than Flash, so they work on just about any computer/OS.