November 30, 2007

The Weeklies #13

Good morning!

Damn, I'm hot in the morning. On with The Weeklies...

The Weekly Worst Moment. I'm used to being busy. Slammed. I'm used to sitting in meeting after meeting, returning email, responding to phone calls. So, it's pretty horrific when a slow day arrives. Much less, a slow week. Each of the slow moments this week have been torturous.

The Weekly Dessert. Rocky road ice cream. God bless the person who discovered the marshmallow.

The Weekly Reads. I conquered two mysteries this week. First up was Jeff Abbott's Fear. It was, well, average. His last book was average. If you want nothing more than a wonderfully average book, this one's for you. Next, Marshall Karp's Rabbit Factory. The reviews for this book were excellent but the comparisons thrown around worried me. I don't mind Carl Hiaasen but I wasn't in the mood for wacky. And I just plain don't like Elmore Leonard. I was happy to find that these comparisons were bogus. Rabbit Factory was, without doubt, the most amusing, wonderfully written, smart mystery I've read in a long, long time.

The Weekly Music. I made a couple really great finds this week. Tina Dico's In The Red was up first. Dico - a relatively common name in her Danish homeland but unknown here - delivers an incredibly strong, mature album. Her voice is bluesy and strong. The album is serious, full of emotion and refuses to fall into the slick pop traps so many contemporary singer-songwriters have fallen into of late. Heresy & The Hotel Choir, Maritime's latest release, was next. Heresy is a full-fledged, unadulterated indie rock album. The opening track, Guns of Navarone, is about as catchy as song as you can ask for. And the rest of the album takes its lead. It'll never win an album of the year award but it sure is good.

The Weekly Schadenfreude. Remember when Marie Osmond fainted on Dancing With The Stars this season? Totally faked. A writer standing just out of the camera's view told her to do it. Then told her when to get up. And did you see that Britney shoplifted some panties at a porn store this week? Ironically, they had the words Barely Legal written across the front. Pshaw. Like we're going to fall for that barely legal act anymore...and honestly, what's Britney going to do with panties?

The Weekly Question. You are given the opportunity to travel forwards or backwards in time at your leisure. Don't worry - you can come back. Which do you do? And why? Any particular time you want to check out?

Posted by Chris at November 30, 2007 7:33 AM

I would go back to when i first started to put weight on and tell myself to bloody stop eating lol

Posted by: Grilled Pizza at November 30, 2007 7:59 AM

I would love to be stuck in my childhood from age 8 - 10. Fun years! An Air Force brat just moving to TX found a good friend in a boy named Neal. We explored every wooded area, stream, golf course, etc in a 2 mile radius. Too bad our kids don't have the "safe" freedom to explore and enjoy the adventures of nature unless we are within earshot.

Posted by: Steff at November 30, 2007 8:20 AM

I wouldn't want to travel forward. Once I knew what was to come, I'm afraid I'd come back to now and try to figure out how to change it. Exhausting.

So I'd go back to the 1920's when everything in America really started to tick: industry, culture, literature, music. So much of our lives today were shaped in that era, and so were many of our parents and grandparents.

Posted by: Jeff St Real at November 30, 2007 8:28 AM

Is it wrong to be so entertained by the "weekly desert" being rocky road ice cream?

(My personal weekly desert is the Sahara, because that's how I roll.)

Posted by: SciFi Dad at November 30, 2007 8:28 AM

Wonderful picture, Cactus!
Brittany is totally pathetic and I am sick to death hearing about her.
You know I would go back in time and why...

Posted by: Maribeth at November 30, 2007 8:32 AM

Oh! SciFi Dad beat me to it! I was gonna say the Sahara, too. I guess great minds think alike :-)

Posted by: Alissa at November 30, 2007 8:39 AM

First, that photo made me laugh out loud.

Second...I'd probably go back in medieval Europe. For some reason I've always been intrigued by it. It would also be cool to travel back 100 years and spend some time with my great-grandparents in rural Pennsylvania.

Posted by: Alison at November 30, 2007 9:08 AM

You are so sexy :P And marshmallows...mmm marvelous.
I think, due to reading too many stupid historical romances, that I would like to go back to England in 1815 or so, but only if I could go as a member of the aristocracy. And even then, due to the lack of rights and stuff, I'd only want it to be a visit. But, all crapiness aside, I just think it would be fun to dance at all the balls, and ride in carriages, and that sort of thing.

Posted by: Heather at November 30, 2007 9:17 AM

Probably back in time to solve some of the wacky "mysteries" of the past - who killed Marilyn, JFK... where the Puritans really just bastards or was there really witch craft? (what is it with me and Puritans this week???) Who killed Jimmy Hoffa? That kind of shit... I like a good mystery but I also think it would be fun to solve some of those things (and go back and see what life was really like back in the day.)

Posted by: Christina at November 30, 2007 10:22 AM

Wait... someone said I have a great mind?

Wow... you can be anything on this here interweb thingamabob

Posted by: SciFi Dad at November 30, 2007 10:26 AM


I would go backwards and meet my dad, and then I'd go forwards and see what happens in the next 100 years. If I found something profoundly out of whack, I might be able to change it for the better.

Posted by: Brad at November 30, 2007 10:38 AM

Ah, that's easy. I had a freind (actually, the love of my life) that overdosed on coke, had a massive heart attack and died at the age of 25. So I would go back to the summer of 1989. I like to think I could have saved him. Regret sucks.

Posted by: Pinky at November 30, 2007 10:53 AM

You're not hot, you're HAWT!

Worst Moment: I would find it torturous too. I would rather be falling down exhausted busy than have a slow day.

Schadenfreude: LOL Perhaps, now she will cover up her bits. Did you see that she might be pregnant again?

Question: I would return to the summer of 1985 and visit with my grandmother, who died September 1985.

Posted by: Maria at November 30, 2007 11:13 AM

I would go neither forward nor backward. Rather, I'd STOP time and take a very long, very leisurely nap.

Posted by: GreenCanary at November 30, 2007 11:13 AM

The weekly desert? Was the rocky road that bad? Hehe.

You know what's great? Big, sticky, homemade marshmallows on top of hot cocoa... mmm.

Posted by: Alicia at November 30, 2007 11:23 AM

I would travel forward about 25 years to see how my kids turned out. I want to know if they ever lose their whiny, bitchy attitudes that show up at least once a day.

With all the meetings and crap, what do you do for a living?

Posted by: Rex at November 30, 2007 11:29 AM

I would travel to July 2008, so I know whether I can stop worrying about my pregnancy. Not very exciting or profound, I know, but that's what's on my mind right now.

Posted by: Leah at November 30, 2007 11:57 AM

i heard she paid for the underwear, but stole a wig on the way out. she's a piece of work, that one!

Posted by: ali at November 30, 2007 12:08 PM

You. look. rough. Sorry, it's true. More sleep?

Posted by: Poppy at November 30, 2007 12:17 PM

Either back to a time when my husband and I were having our first Christmases together...or back to the first Christmas we had after our last child was born. In fact, we had just moved into this house. Good times.

Posted by: wordgirl at November 30, 2007 12:59 PM

Either back to a time when my husband and I were having our first Christmases together...or back to the first Christmas we had after our last child was born. In fact, we had just moved into this house. Good times.

Posted by: wordgirl at November 30, 2007 1:00 PM

Wow, excellent picture!

I would go back in time to when my dad was younger and tell him what he needed to change to prevent him from getting cancer and dying in 2006. Sounds greedy, but he was only 61.

Posted by: Slinger at November 30, 2007 2:06 PM

hmmm. I would go back in time. The things that have happened in my life have made me who I am today and I know that. Still, I cannot help wishing some of the things I have done, would never have been done. Let's just leave it at that...

nice pic too BTW. ;)

Posted by: Michele at November 30, 2007 2:25 PM

I would go back to the fifties. Super cute clothes. All very wholesome. More new horizons to find in the world than now. Now, it seems like every thing's been done and there's nothing to discover... (unless you're trying to cure cancer, which I'm not capable of).

Posted by: Cassandra at November 30, 2007 2:36 PM

The Roarin' 20s before the stock market crash. The Jazz Age. I want to drink bath tub gin and do the Charleston with Scott & Zelda.

The future? Too scary. You might end up in a land run by The Apes.

Posted by: kalisah at November 30, 2007 2:38 PM

I'd want to go back to whenever Titanic took place - pretty dresses, foo foo hair, proper manners. I think it'd be neat. :o)

Where would you go?

Posted by: Emily at November 30, 2007 3:07 PM

I can't even begin to think of where I'd go - backwards or forward - so I won't. I'll focus instead on the Brit panty issue, which... I dunno. How does one go without wearing panties all the time? I'm sure my husband wouldn't mind if I occasionally forgot mine - but it just seems kind of icky (and by kind of, I am putting it mildly) to never have them on when she knows there will be cameras pointed at her netherlands every time she gets out of a car. (that's probably her point, but... ugh).

Posted by: sarah at November 30, 2007 3:15 PM

Marie Osmond did something FAKE???

This can't be. Because if there's one thing that Marie Osmond is, it's authentic.

(Can you feel the sarcasm?)

Posted by: Librarian Girl at November 30, 2007 6:44 PM

I would definitely go back in time and visit: the middle ages, and then the Victorian Era, and then the Old West. I think each would be really interesting in its own right, in terms of how little they had compared to how spoiled we are now.

Posted by: Claire at November 30, 2007 7:07 PM

I would take a few trips back in time from 1962 - 1970. I would be looking for a sense of what kind of a young man my father was. I would start a few years before he married my mother. He was killed in a construction accident when I was four and I have no memories of him.

Historically, I would be interested in watching World War II unfold and how and why JFK was killed. It seems crazy that we can't put all the questions surrounding JFK's death to rest.

Posted by: Diane at November 30, 2007 9:32 PM

I would go backwards to 7-10-06 and make my nephew be somewhere else then where he was that night.
To have him be alive would be the best thing.

Posted by: peggy at December 1, 2007 1:18 AM

Probably I'd want to stay right where I'm at. I'm boring, you know? I don't want to go forward because I'd ruin the surprise, and I'd prefer to be in the present right now rather than reliving any of my awkward teen years.

Now how is it that I had to have a slow week this week too, but to make it even more torturous, I also had to have a job shadower. I don't think he was too interested in watching me check my email over and over again. Poor kid.

Posted by: angela at December 1, 2007 10:22 AM

OK, I take it back. You don't look like Bryan.

Posted by: Aimee Greeblemonkey at December 3, 2007 3:38 PM

Backward - I'd travel to the time when I lived alone and I could sleep in peace for a bout a week.

Posted by: Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah at February 11, 2008 2:52 PM