Thank you for viewing / reading my blog posts! I appreciate it!

Friday, January 23, 2004

Just in case you've joined the world wide web hunt for Howard Dean speech remixes websites here's one, Dean Goes Nuts. MTV.com has an article and links as well, but their bandwidth isn't handling the demand well.

The Ozzy Osbourne remixes are the best, although the AC/DC remixes are a close second.
I was discussing weight loss with a friend of mine who does weight watchers, and she said there's a program on weight watchers called Wendy's plan. With Wendy's plan, you vary your points every day to fool your body into thinking it's not starving. She said it's a great way to break plateaus and when your weight loss is going extremely slow.

I like to eat the same amount of calories every day, but maybe I need to try this Wendy's plan. My weight loss is going so slow, and I seem to need fewer and fewer calories to lose weight. My body is stingily holding on to the weight, and maybe I'm in starvation mode and don't even know it.

I'm going to try it, and maybe even have a free day once a week where I can eat anything I want. My weight loss is going so, so very slowly.

I think I'm going to have to vary my workout as well. My body has adjusted to me walking 4-5 miles a day, so at this point exercise isn't doing a thing for my weight loss. I'm either going to have to vary what I do, up the aerobic amount or walk more miles.

Thursday, January 22, 2004

It was strange to look at the Diego Rivera mural in the City College SF theatre tonight having finally watched the "Frida" movie a couple of days ago. There was Friday in the mural, I was trying to imagine him painting her and if she was here in San Francisco to pose for it.

It was also a strange coincidence that at the art exposition I went to on Saturday, a gallery was selling drawings made my Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera. I heard the gallery person telling someone that the drawings were hidden away, and were only recently just found.

It's a trip to watch a movie about the life of an artist and then to see their work.

Frida and Diego had such a bizarre marriage, but in the end they were together for almost 25 years. That's a long time. Rivera treated Kahlo very badly, but she knew what she was in for going into the marriage.

And at the end of the movie, Rivera redeemed himself by taking care of Kahlo when she was sick and out of money. They didn't have the greatest of marriages, but at the end he took care of her.

Their situation made me wonder what's really important in a marraige; someone who loves you who's faithful or someone who will take care of you when you're sick. Hopefully you get both, but I wonder if we're all just looking for someone who will take care of us when we can no longer take care of ourselves, and that love and fidelity may be important but not really necessary in the long run.
I went to see A Doll's House by Henrik Ibsen at ACT tonight. The play is amazing and very modern, even though Ibsen wrote it in 1879.

When Torvald yells "Nora, Nora!", it made me think of Stanley in "A Street Car Named Desire" yelling "Stella, Stella!", and Tennessee Williams ripping on Ibsen.

I studied this play in college, and have seen it several times before and tonight the play seemed to be about choice. Two women, two perspectives on marriage and a women's role in it, and the idea of choice.

Is it better to choose to be in a marriage for several years, never knowing it's a prison and being cheerful about it and blissfully unaware, and then one day waking up to the realization that it's a prison from which you must escape at all costs?

Or, is it better to choose to go into a marriage with eyes wide open, knowing you're going into it because you have certain needs like money, or like being needed, or because you're lonely, or because you need someone or some cause to live for and you die at the thought of being in the prison of having nothing to live for but yourself ?

Ibsen presents both scenarios, and maybe it's my modern girl thinking, but either choice seems bleak. There are two love stories in this play; Nora and Torvald and Krogstad and Kristine. And is in real life, there are no victims only choices which can only be judged in hindsight as good or bad.