Sunday, November 11, 2012

How Do You Judge Me Now?

So, I recently became obsessed with this actor...and a new show. Some of you (it's pretty damn obvious) - due to my tweets on Twitter - will know exactly who I'm talking about. I ask that you refrain from mentioning his name or the show I'm talking about. Thank you.

So, like I said, I've become obsessed with this actor and the show he's on. I talk about him all the time, he's even from the state I'm from (and currently still live in). Okay, no more hints. I will keep this as generic as possible. So, just a few minutes ago I finished watching this 45 minute video of him and another guy. Their topic? God. I'm a new fan of this actor and didn't realize how very religious he is. I mean, wow, the words he was saying. The words I usually use for "these types of people" are religious nuts. Sorry to offend those that are religious, I'm just being honest. Do I believe in God? Yes? Do I pray every night? No. Do I get mad and say, "fuck God" a lot because of the life I have - being sick all the time, not being successful in the law enforcement field like I wanted - yes! I've questioned whether someone is looking out for me at all...because if someone was, why would they continuously want me to be sick? I know what some of you are thinking...that God has a plan for everyone. Yeah, sure. Bah Humbug.

To get to my point, however, I loved this actor before I saw this video of him preaching to (and sorry for the language...again) but a whole shit load of people (I would say at least a thousand). Now, I'm questioning whether to find him "hot" anymore or, for that matter, even watch the show he's on. As I sit back and think about it, I wonder why my mind came to this idea. Why would I suddenly stop liking someone because of their religious views? I honestly don't know. But why should I judge someone for being obsessively (in my opinion) religious...or for being anything for that matter? I guess what I see as an obsession to the extreme, he see's as a passion, a sacrifice (if you saw the video, you'd know the sacrifice I'm talking about but basically, he was willing to die making a movie if that's what God had planned for him...personally, I think that's insane!). But then if I step back and look at me, what do I see? Someone that's passionate about other things and I've sacrificed a lot to be passionate about those things. I won't mention those things, it's not needed to make my point, but to be honest, we're basically the same.

Just because I don't preach to God or Jesus Christ or any other higher power, doesn't mean I'm any less of a person than the actor I'm talking about. That's the way I feel. He may have a different opinion about that - perhaps want to "save me" and tell me to let God into my life - but the way I see it, I don't need to be saved. Do I have God in my life? The way I see it is it's his [God's] choice, not mine. I don't need to throw my entire life into one belief and then know that I'll be in Heaven and live again one day.

I wear a cross with diamonds throughout around my neck. I have since about 17 years old (so, for about 9 years). I believe my mom gave it to me as a high school graduation present. I look down at it, I have many, many times now and I wonder why I wear it. I definitely don't consider myself religious. My entire family is Methodist which is a form of Christianity. If I had to write on a piece of paper which religion I associate myself with, I'm not sure I could. I guess I'm a Christian...that's the best I can answer that question. But when I became older, I noted that I agree with some religious views from various religions. What's that make me? A mixed-religion? I really don't know. But back to my cross. One day I finally figured out what that cross I wear around my neck every day means to me and what it symbolizes. It symbolizes life for my Grandma who died in 1995. When I touch my cross I know she's looking down at me from Heaven. It symbolizes remembrance of my Grandma before she passed away. Now, to be honest, I haven't worn my cross in over a week now and it is really starting to bother me. My mother bought me a Platinum necklace to put the cross on years ago and, well, about a week or more ago, I broke it in half with nail clippers (please, don't ask). So, to be quite honest, I feel a bit lost without it. What does that say about me? Maybe I am more religious than I previous thought. Maybe I do believe in God more than I will admit. I really don't know, but the one thing I do know is I need to get that fixed (the chain).

So, in conclusion (haha, I know this is long and thanks to those who actually read this entire blog), what did I decide on? I decided to stick to loving this actor I've found to be so hot and to keep watching this show. Because, if I don't, what is that saying about me? If I stop liking someone and the show he's on because of his religious views, what does that make me? I don't want to be that person that hates on people just because they're different than me and have different views than me. For example, he thought abortion was a sin, I don't think it is. Do I hate him for saying that? No, but I do think he's wrong there. =) I know a lot of people do but, I mean, c'mon, if YOU'RE raped, do you really want to keep that baby inside you for 9 months? I wouldn't. And, hell, even my best friend and I don't see eye to eye about everything. I mean, really, who does. So I will just continue to love him and the show and hope that, when I die, whenever that may be, I will finally get to see my Grandma once more.


Monday, October 1, 2012

More Determination Than Ever

My determination is stronger than ever! 

As most of you know by now, I was in a motorcycle accident. I would call it minor - it didn't involve another vehicle - but I'm still pretty banged up and will be for quite some time. The worst part was the bike fell on my knee...the (of course) knee I had surgery on and I kind of twisted and landed with my face on the pavement. And I'm not one of those people that wear leather nor is my dad whom was driving. We were in shorts and a t-shirt. I usually wear flip flops but that day, for some reason, I decided to wear shoes. I won't go on about it, I don't want to bore you, but if you have questions just ask away. Here's a photo of the motorcycle we crashed on:

This is an older picture of the bike, obviously, because there's only one seat on it. We switched the seat out for the one that has the driver and passenger seat and tried it out that way without a back rest but one quick take-off and you're flying off...which I was (unless you cuddle up to the driver, which I would, if he was hot and NOT my dad lol). So we bought a backrest and have it on there as well so I don't go flying off backwards. Oh, and he added saddle bags to it too, but they weren't on during the time of the accident.

And in case any of you were worried that I wasn't wearing a helmet (since some states it's illegal not to wear one and in others you don't have to), here's a picture of my helmet...I like the full-faced and my dad refuses to wear them:

Yes, I have a pink mohawk on my helmet. =)

Anyway a couple years ago my dad bought me a Honda 100 motorcycle to learn on. I have yet to try and ride it (he needs to adjust the clutch for me), but now I am more determined than ever. The bike we crashed on was a 2004 Harley Davidson 1200 Sportster. It halls ass so it's obviously not something I can learn on nor do I want to because I know I'll drop the bike several times. Luckily (I guess this is lucky) the bike landed on us, so it only got some minor scratches on the pegs.

People wonder if I'm scared to hop back on a motorcycle, but I say, "Fuck no" (sorry for the language, but you know me =)). For some reason now I am more determined than ever to learn how to ride one...and I will. I want to be able to ride side by side with my dad. I'd like to start either on a Buell Blast or a Harley Davidson 883 Sportster which is basically like my dads, just slower. The Buell is also made by Harley Davidson.

The only obstacle really is my mom. She is completely against it and doesn't realize that I'm 26 years old and can make my own decisions.I get that she's just being a mother but we put our lives in danger every day. Just sit and think about it for a second.

Anyway, I need to heal first (and get my nerve pain and Fibromyalgia under control...along with other aches and pains) but then I'm going for it. All out until I get it. I'll be sure to update you on my progress but bear with me because it's bound to be slow.

As for the update on my knee. I went and saw my orthopedic specialist last week and we did an MRI. Nothing's broken or damaged to where she has to do surgery on it again. I have a lateral collateral ligament sprain and a deep bone bruise (she wrote something else down, but I can't read her handwriting lol). Anyway, basically she said I stretched the ligament out and the bone bruise, she warned me, is very painful. I complained to her that the back on my knee kills me and, of course, she told me unfortunately that that would be the last part to start feeling better. She said (like I mentioned before), that I don't need surgery, but the bad news is that it takes 12-14 weeks to heal. *long sigh* I also have to go through physical therapy again twice a week, but for only a month.

I just want to say thanks to everyone who was concerned for me, wished me well, prayed for me, kept me in their thoughts, etc. I really appreciate it. Take care, everyone!


Saturday, June 30, 2012

Happy 53rd Birthday, Vincent D'Onofrio!

Happy 53rd Birthday to our lovely Vincent D'Onofrio. I hope he has a great day! Cheers to him and his career! Here's a look at his character, Robert Goren, through the years...

Season 1

Season 2

Season 3

 Season 4

 Season 5 

Season 6

Season 7

Season 8

Season 9

Season 10

Have a wonderful day, Vincent!

Special thanks to TheReel for a couple pics. Also special thanks to Sarah Bell, BlueVelvet Vincent D'Onofrio Page and Vinnie Vidi Vici for season 10 pics!