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Role Models

First up, much love to Charlotte for her recent comment. All that time trolling for hatemail and now, when I'm posting once every blue moonish, it finally comes. Now, some of y'all will be all cynical (if I've taught you anything, and I like to think that I have, please give me that illusion) and think I posted this myself. Good for you. Trust your feelings.

Alas, no. I've been wracking my under-utilized 3 brain cells trying to figure out exactly whom she might be. After all, who knows of my dream about Claire Danes telling me she hates me? Anyhoo, she's right, I've been attempting to make amends for my watching the first season of Friends rather than My So-Called Life because I didn't have cable. I haven't seen an episode of Friends since. I have MSCL on DVD. I've seen almost all of the fair Ms. Danes' movies. If I hadn't been going to see Mamma Mia with the ex, I'd have gone to see Jared Leto's band, Thirty Seconds to Mars. Futile, I know, but still I try.

The sheep comment was harsh. Not entirely inaccurate, but harsh.


I think it was about the time I discovered my crazy pills are $4 a hit and not covered by my medical plan that my recent bout with depression began to reverse itself. I'm on medical leave from work for same (and an MRSA staph infection in my leg, which is healing nicely, thanks for asking) at the moment.


Sara Rue was always funny and cute. Now that she's dropped all that weight...she's damn near unstoppable. I may even start to watch Rules of Engagement. For me, Zachary Levi will always be Kip from Less Than Perfect, no matter what else he does.

Which is what I like to laughingly refer to as a segue. Expect more of them.


So, on Monday nights, we have some solid role models. Barney Stinson; Charlie Harper; hell, even Steve McGarrett. And then, we have Chuck Bartowski. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the show, even if, until last week's marathon viewing of the first 2 seasons, I'd only seen a few episodes.

Let me get it out there: Chuck is an orbiter and the Emotional Cookie Man (thank you, Frank B. Kermit), and his example is NOT to be followed, other than how not to act around the womenfolks.

Now, don't get me wrong, Walker's a premium. A total one-itis (if you're not familiar with the terminology, look it up). But, she is NEVER going to give him any. Ever. Let me reiterate, not ever. Why would she? He follows her around like a lost puppy dog or one of them ducks from that experiment of once upon a time and meets her every emotional need without ever leading their ''relationship'' in its proper direction. To borrow from the literature, beautiful women have men they turn to for sex and nice guys like Chuck that run their errands and listen to their problems and pine away for them even as said beautiful woman cockblocks any possible hope said chump might have for finding something more with someone who actually gives a damn about them.

But I'm not bitter. Casey has it right, you know he's banging hookers every night. Probably killing them, too, but that's another diatribe. And it's possible to learn the correct way from the other spies on the show. Yes, it's okay to envy Devon his Natural-hood. Acknowledge that you do. Accept the feeling and then release it. You can only do the best you can with the resources at your disposal. You can, however, seek out and learn from other resources. Like I'm doing with my time away from the real world.

But I digress. Yep, do that a lot. Deal.

Chuck. Bad. Yeah, I think that summarizes things nicely. He needs to cease, desist and refrain from being satellite boy and either take the lead with her (and, if things have changed since the end of season 2, forgive me; I'm basing this on what I've seen) or move the fuck on. Especially now that the Intersect has been upgraded and he has the potential to be somewhat bad-ass. He should wear more black, too. He has role models available to him, he needs to utilize them. And so should you. Down off the soapbox I go.

Oh well, whatever, as usual I started out with some ideas and they've moved on. Plus ca change, plus ca la meme chose. May Monday be kind. Peace, love and all the other fairy tales.


  • Ah feeling the love, yeah right, same old same old feelings.

    Sheep was actually meant as a joke until I started doing my own soul searching. Big change and upheaval will do that and you are the only ex with a blog. I think Dana was a sheep, are the Ks sheep too? What about the chicks you actually got?
    I suspect you are whatever the opposite of sheep is, but maybe you want to be a sheep. You might want to take your own Chuck advice. The thing is if you had been the guy for Dana I never would have even noticed you let alone fucked you. You would have been Princess only normal sized.

    I should have made a stink the first time you celebrated a Dana anniversary, sure it would have ended the relationship, as you are stubborn, but it would have left my self esteem intact.
    Oh well

    Oh right I hate you (cause I know you like it)

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