It actually doesn’t do the whole twinkling at the twilight- at least for me, but it popped in my head whilst looking at the ‘Title’ field trying to come up with something witty and unique. One out of two is not bad.

There has been something bouncing in my head all day though- I was looking through the SVA massive book of talent and classes and spotted this on the page for Justin Pedone;  “Watching a man’s heart break aint pretty, but listening can be down right beautiful” My mind started racing to all the great blues singers, lyricists, poets, musicians et al. It’s my new favorite quote other than the one that goes, “Dawn is just freaking fantastic”. I’m not sure where I heard it, or who said it, but it ranks up there with one of the best sayings in the history of the world.

Speaking of “History of the World”

Asian Journalist: Mr. President, what place do you think you will have in history?
George W. Bush: History? In history we’ll all be dead!<- from IMDB on the new Oliver Stone film “W.”

Was it really necessary to create this film? Regardless of what light it paints him in or what agenda he has, really… did it need to be done? He’s now immortalized in film because the horror of living through his 8 years in office wasn’t enough? Whether he’s portrayed as misunderstood, an idiot, or a puppet- I could not care less.

It has been discussed and it is in the works that I’m going to be doing a bio pic on Oliver Stone.

In fact, I’ll do a bio pic of him WHILE he’s making a bio pic. Actually that would make it rather easy to do. I will follow him around with a camera and have the actor portraying him to copy everything he says and does. Spend an hour and a half doing that and then call it a wrap. I of course will start out the film with a quick montage of his life (or that can be the end) the beginning will be him on his way home from Nam, looking out the window… Oops, I don’t want to spoil it.

Does anyone actually PLAN on seeing W.?

“I want a fair, true portrait of the man. How did Bush go from an alcoholic bum to the most powerful figure in the world? It’s like Frank Capra territory on one hand, but I’ll also cover the demons in his private life, his bouts with his dad and his conversion to Christianity, which explains a lot of where he is coming from. It includes his belief that God personally chose him to be president of the United States, and his coming into his own with the stunning, preemptive attack on Iraq. It will contain surprises for Bush supporters and his detractors.”
Oliver Stone… Well Mr. Stone, my portrayal of you may not be quite so fair or true.  Dawn Masuoka

Seriously though, when I saw  the trailer for it the other night I was SO confused. It felt like old SNL, when there’s that moment where you’re unsure if the commercial you’re watching is truly a commercial or a skit. I thought the W. trailer was fake, my jaw completely dropped when I realized that it was the real deal.

I can’t believe it’s only Tuesday! I have Iron Man in my play-ah and LEGO Batman in my PSter2 (Yeah, I’m trying to come up with new catchy ways to say things… So far I’m not impressed with myself).

Yes, two movies on the horizon have caught my attention. I ranted about the first one, and now for the second:  Religulous by Bill Maher. Mainly because when I listened to him on the Adam Corrolla show this morning I swore I was listening to myself. “Holy cow! Is that me???? Wait… no it can’t be with the whole it sounds like a man and all.” But I swear I had wanted to do a project like that for ages- only I lacked the media equipment and people/social skills, not to mention the whole thing where no one knows who I am- and the turn out to viewing the film would only be… well let’s see, I’m pretty sure the topic itself would offend 98% of those I know. I do know this from conversations that turned very heated when I would casually approach the ridiculousness of most belief systems and how could an intelligent, high functioning adult have an imaginary friend who apparently has ‘special powers’? I was pretty much talked out of that when I was 8 years old- her name was Sally and there came a time when I had to say bye to MY imaginary friend. I guess she wasn’t popular enough or not enough people were force fed the concept. It wasn’t an insult per se to anyone, it was merely trying to get into the mind of a rational human being for following such irrational notions. The movie should be interesting and nooooooooo I am not wanting to debunk belief systems, I merely want to understand, and it sounds like this film might just do that.

It was pointed out in the show this morning that Bill Maher is not an athiest, he’s pretty much like me, agnostic. Although I strongly feel that ‘agnostic’ is a cop out to a belief system- much like saying you’re a bi-sexual. I think it does free up the mind some what to have a diplomatic and fair approach to others. You can spot BSers and you can tell what people are truly into their belief system and why. I do feel that for the most part it IS needed in this world where the majority of the people need a higher power to account to. But there are those who really do feel the connection and walk their path because it’s deeply rooted. I say, “If it causes people to not act like jackasses- continue doing it… even if for the majority of them it’s only on a Sunday morning.

More about the film:

Comedian Bill Maher examines the presence of religion in many of the big news stories of recent years, from Muslim riots over cartoons to the Ten Commandments in front of courthouses, a born-again Christian in the White House and Scientology in the birthing room.<-that was from the Yahoo synopsis.

I do want to see Religulous- I really don’t want to see W. I really wish it WAS a SNL skit.

I think I should rename my site “Dawn at Night” (get the play on words?) I’ve decided not to fix the laptop. To be honest I don’t think it’s worth it right now, it’s actually been nice reading my e-mail from my phone and not replying because by the time I get to *this* computer, so much spam has fallen into the inbox that everything winds up buried. I think my aloofness makes me cool.

Tonight I wanted to kill the cats. Seriously kill. Strangle, skin and tennis racket them. Both of them. I flipped out when I saw that they went to the bathroom right on the outer edge of the litter box. Between the hairballs, the poor toileting habits and waking me up bright and early with the relentless meow’s and walking under my feet because they want fed. I’m quite fed up. Daily I debate whether or not I want to “accidentally” leave the sliding door ajar. “Ooops, my bad.”

I miss my Betta.

…moving on. The Star Wars Galaxy continues to expand and to be honest, I’m starting to wonder if society is blocked. There *is* such a thing as “too much” and I’m starting to feel that we’ve approached that mark. I’m pretty sure a lot of people felt that a few years ago, but when I start to complain, then you know it’s time for society to come up with new references and find another bandwagon for people jump on.

Star Wars Unleashed on PS2 is the latest game that has me cursing “You damned Imperial bastards… DIE sith maggots DIE!” The camera angles *are* horrible and although the baddies do get increasingly more difficult to defeat…. if you wind up dying, sadly half the bad guys are wiped out and you easily make it to the next part of the game. <-unless I’ve imagined it… I personally like to challenge myself. If my butt winds up getting beat because I’ve come across an ambush that caught me off guard, I’d like to increase and better my game play skills so I can feel triumphant when I move on to the next level. Here’s the scenario: The baddies are wiping the floor with me. My heart is beating a million miles per minute, I’m at the edge of my seat frantically hitting the buttons to toss the saber, use the force to push/hit/throw, lightening attacks et al. I’m cursing Star Wars references and screaming at the screen- I’m completely loving it and losing my voice… I’m caught off guard and I die The game puts me back in and the count has gone from 20 to 3. “Where did everyone go???” I quickly and easily kill the three nerf herders and move on with a disappointed sigh. Actually this game has had me giving quite a few disappointed sighs.

LEGO Batman had better make up for the disappointments in the current game (that I can’t divulge without spoiling the game).

I guess I’ll go make peace with the furballs- heh.. I think they sensed my blood cooling down because they’re now coming out of their hiding places and approaching me… slowly… as they should.

5 times. Five ten minute intervals. Two this morning en route to work. Three times en route home. Twenty minutes this morning while I sat there staring at the red LED display blinking on and off “Theft System” over and over and over again.

“If I close my eyes, when I open them back up, the words will stop blinking and I can attempt to start the car.”
“You will start… NOW”
“Maybe if I polish the key it’ll work…”
“I promise if you start then I will never take pictures of drivers who piss me off again.. ever… unless they deserve it.”
“You God d&*&*@@(*$@*(EU) (*@)(!(*@(*&^YR(*@)#*()@*($)@*()*()$^$$@$^%!$^%@$!^%%&^*&~^(*!&(*!&*(#&*(@&(*@&(@&*(#&@*!_)(*!(_(!&!&&(*!&^#@T^&@EY&*REY(*&#@$&B(*PC&$P(&* piece of ()@(I*(@!*#!!#@!@…”
“Why the f*@ did I ever insist on someone else to pick out my car??!”

5 times in one day. Thankfully it was an early autumns day with tepid temperatures and no crucial appointments to keep. Thankfully I had a cell phone to text out my frustrations while I waited and surfed the net while I realized that ten minutes is a hell of a long time, especially when it comes in three’s.

My blood boiled. My eyes were mere slits and I swear I could have ripped the steering wheel off in a split second if I didn’t think it would only make matters worse.

I thought that the makers of the damned stupid car should put in an emergency cigarette for when these things happen. “Anti Theft…” Yeah, brilliant. It even prevents the owner of the car from driving it! Damned stupid vehicle from HADES. Can you disable it? You can, but the car is so faulty that should the battery fail and you need to replace it, your car may never turn on again… ever.

In my entire career of driving and riding in cars, I have to say that the Camry remains on top. I had one issue with the Cam (other than everyone wanting to break in and steal it and everything inside… which happened… they didn’t steal *it* but… ugh, I don’t want to relive the horror.) I had to replace the timing belt around 130,000 miles but other than that… it was perfection. I didn’t realize how much I took it for granted. I didn’t realize that honking your horn or having your turn signals work was a luxury. Who knew that being able to turn over the engine was a huge deal?

Malibu. Oddly it’s not shocking. Any vehicle named after a SoCal place I shoulda known it’d look good on the outside and wind up being nothing but faulty crap inside. I’m trying to get the papers in order so I can take the damn thing and hopefully trade it in, even it means leasing again.

If I ever see the guy who hit me and caused this huge bane of my daily grind… I’ll force him to drive the damned thing because it’s the worst punishment I can think of.

Ohhhh and here’s something else that causes me to realize how much I suck- I can’t even figure out how to change the damned head light bulb. I have it in the car, so I guess if I get pulled over I’ll throw it at the cop and see if he could assist me. Maybe it’ll be the same cop who pulled me over the other week because my damned turn signals stopped working- so I used the arm gestures and the damned stupid cop had to pull me over to tell me that most people don’t know what those gestures mean. I get pulled over because main stream is stupid. I did what I was supposed to do (I even did a survey amongst my peers and consulted with a friend who is a cop up North)- and I get pulled over and lectured due to Idiocracy.

In ten years I’ll get pulled over for using my working turn signals “M’am.. no one knows what those blinky lights are for, please stop confusing the citizens of Salem, those changing lights at the intersections pose enough of a challenge as it is.”

Okay… thanks for letting me vent. I feel better now.

Headlight is fixed.

I am still not fully back- strangely my extra AC adapter has a vital piece missing… Fortunately I got the chance to babysit Isla and of course that got my mind off of my broken PC.

Here are more baby pics of the sleeping princess that I love SO much! Enjoy while I pop a couple Flexeril’s and do my own sleeping.
Look at the baby pictures! Continue reading Isla Pics

My PC at home is extremely ill and has been for the past week. I have a suspicion of what is wrong and a friend mentioned that it might be the culprit as to why my computer isn’t working… (as simple as a new ac adapter- which I just happen to have an extra one). Hopefully it’ll work and I’ll be back online tonight (other than using my phone and dinosaur pc).

BTW- 1 month 1 wk of smoke free!

Jonathon squealed, “I’m so happy it’s not me this time! I’m sorry, I love you, I’m here for you… but YAY!”

Why is he so happy? EMG.

My medical appointment for the car accident was this morning and I once more was torn about my feelings. On the one hand I could sleep in and because of feeling stiff/sore from the range of motion he has me do, I decided to take the full day off of work. Yay no work! Typically I go in and he has me turn my head, etc. says “Here’s a prescription for Flexeril, come back in a few weeks.” It leaves me frustrated because I haven’t stopped hurting, mainly an odd sensation in my hands/feet which feels like I fell flat on asphalt, plus my neck and the right side of my head are still sore. The accident was almost three months ago, shouldn’t this go away?

FINALLY he did the normal routine and I addressed my hands/feet again. He brought in some tools to run tests on sensation. Discovery (his- because I’ve known it all along)… I’ve little to no feeling my hands/feet. I feel pressure… but not sensation.

He wasn’t sure if it was due to the injury or not because he thought for the most part that I’m recovered (although I keep telling him I still hurt)… but to cover both bases he ordered x-rays and a TON of blood work. So much for the peaceful morning/and afternoon off work.

(I told Jonathon about them taking my blood and he got upset “They better give it back!” When he had his surgery they took his blood and because he needed a transfusion, he assumed they were just giving back what they took.)

I was called in after he looked at the X-rays he said I have cervical strain and neck arthritis. He wants me in physical therapy at a local clinic asap so I can begin treatment. Yes, this is something he should have done from the start… or at least after the second month when any and all swelling goes down. He looked a little surprised that the x-rays revealed that my neck was really and for truly jacked up. What, some people fake whiplash? He gave me a look like he could relate to the ouch and then asked if I wanted more drugs. I crinkled my nose and looked at the charts and x-rays and said. “Yeah.”

On a good/pouty note- my test results came back normal. According to my blood work I’m a very healthy woman (other than this whole neck/nerves thing) so he left a message and told me wants to do an Electromyogram (EMG). I looked it up and it really sucks!

Electromyogram: A test used to record the electrical activity of muscles. When muscles are active, they produce an electrical current that is usually proportional to the level of muscle activity. An electromyogram (EMG) is also called a myogram.

The EMG can detect abnormal muscle electrical activity in many diseases and conditions, including muscular dystrophy, inflammation of muscles, pinched nerves, peripheral nerve damage (damage to nerves in the arms and legs), amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) (also known as Lou Gehrig disease), myasthenia gravis, disc herniation, and others. The EMG helps to distinguish between muscle conditions in which the problem begins in the muscle and muscle weakness due to nerve disorders.

There are two types of EMG — the intramuscular EMG and the surface EMG. Intramuscular EMG (the most commonly used type) involves inserting a needle electrode through the skin into the muscle whose electrical activity is to be measured. Surface EMG (SEMG) involves placing the electrodes on (not into) the skin overlying the muscle to detect the electrical activity of the muscle. In both types of EMG, the electrical activity is displayed visually on an oscilloscope and may also be displayed audibly through a microphone.

The word “electromyography” looks dauntingly long but it is made up of three parts: “electro-” + “-myo-” + “-graphy.” (“-myo-” is from the Greek “mys”, meaning muscle and “graphy” comes from the Greek “grapho” meaning to write) . So electromyography literally is the writing (recording) of muscle electricity.

Does an EMG hurt?
Yes. There is some undeniable discomfort at the time the needle electrodes are inserted. They feel like shots (intramuscular injection), although nothing is injected during an EMG. Afterwards, the muscle may feel a little sore for up to a few days

I don’t really care for the more ouches part… or the needle part, I do like the getting better part though.

I’ve very glad it’s not Jonathon either and he has EVERY right to YAY and WOO HOO! He’s been through SO much… I would just rather be in no pain so I can take care of him! NEEDLES!! EEEK!