bubble: my favorite word. it just pops out of your mouth

it is not, however, my favorite movie. actually, it's not a movie at all. (bubble fans, hear me out)

beth once rented a film called bubble. she loved it, i did not. i once rented a movie called legally blond two: red white and blond. i loved it, she did not.

i generally avoid critically acclaimed films. (save one huge exception, "titanic," but  that doesn't count beause shortly after it won all those awards and millions of 14 year old girls flocked to the theater to see it for the 18th time, it fell out of fashion.) anyway, titanic was also a "movie," not a "film." movies are fun and tell a story rather than trying to make a political point. films are generally dark pieces of art written by some tortured genius who has carried some of that teenage angst into adulthood. in short, movies are entertainment, films are art. and while art is great, i usually want to be entertained on a weekend evening with my $9 (plus 3.90!!!!! for a kids size diet coke). that being said, slumdog millionaire was really really good. it definitely had a story, and it was certainly artsy, it made a point and opened your eyes, but it was also thoroughly entertaining. it was even better than the two movies i've seen recently (shopaholic and he's not that into you). so, i stand corrected and i will be sure to give art a chance in the future. 

i know i've been lax in writing on here. hilarious stuff anyway (jk,tk). it's just that my life has been going on--nothing too exciting. even though every day spent with libby is an adventure, right? so i should have tons to say, but alas, i do not. i saw howie mandel the other day on tv for some new show he's in (like candid camera i think) anyway THAT made me wonder how many hours of my life i spent watching bobby's world when i was a kid. probably somewhere around 72. which means that there are approximately 3 days of my life that i will NEVER GET BACK. 

now i could go around calculating things like that all day (once beth and i calculated how much time of our lives in high school would be spent in band, and it was something utterly ridiculous like 8.9%)....anyway, the reason i'm thinking in these terms is that i'm doing a bible study on ecclesiastes and the final chapter of the study book is called "life is short so live like you mean it." and i know that's just a catchy phrase the author used to sum up the end of ecclesiastes, but it really struck me. learning to live intentionally is a process and i feel like i've made some progress in that area, but i waste so much time on the inconsequential stuff in life.  this idea is one that i've been thinking about a lot--how can i live in ways that will be meaningful to others, abandon the selfishness and sloth that can fill my day if i let it, and do things that matter. THAT, my friends is a huge question, and i'm not sure there is AN answer. but there's certainly room to grow. 

hubris=excessive pride. always the tragic flaw

just something to think about

 

(c) bgp