karma police, arrest this man

i've always believed that executors of selfish, evil, or otherwise unsavory deeds receive their just comeuppance eventually...

eventually.

i don't know. i haven't tracked these things, but if nothing else, we all end up here:

not that i'd wish the judeo-christian heaven on my worst enemy, because it sounds like a horrifically boring place to spend eternity. but i digress.

when i was younger, i preferred to take a much more active hand in doling out said comeuppance. the temptation to deliver righteous vigilante justice was simply irresistible. it felt right.

i'm older now, but wiser? not so sure.

nevertheless, i sit back and watch.

yoga-flavored buddhism, the only religion i could be said to follow, encourages the path of compassion, loving kindness and forgiveness. true buddhism questions the very reality of the emotions that would make forgiveness necessary.

and that's all well and good when you don't have a trigger finger impulse, itchy for payback. i admire the hell out of the people to whom revenge doesn't even occur.

but of course, it's never worth it. the high road of compassion may feel bereft of oxygen, but it's better for your fitness in the long run.

make your peace and move on.

Forgiveness is the release of all hope for a better past. -Alexa Young

appearance vs reality

"you scare the hell out of me. i mean, shit, you own a longbow. and i've seen how you fire a gun."

this is from a conversation with an old friend of mine: a former u.s. marine who grew up in the barrio. apparently, he finds me scary.

while, no, he doesn't really find me scary (and could break me in two if he wanted with some crazy marine jujitsu), i wondered. being a crack shot with a couple of weapons doesn't mean i'm not all flowers and butterflies on the inside.

so let's be clear.

outside:

inside:

is it so difficult?

3 sets of things i can never keep straight

tobey maguire and topher grace

i last made this mistake at a "take me home tonight" trailer.

me: "that's kind of an odd choice for tobey maguire"

i was immediately beaten into accuracy submission by my moviegoing companions, who apparently have a superhuman ability to detect topher grace's pheromones through the silver screen, because how the eff else can you tell?:

THIS IS ALL THE SAME DUDE TO ME.

drive angry, angry birds, and driving miss daisy:
this is not a movie. but it should be. tagline: "Morgan Freeman is one mad chauffeur, and he'll blow up anything to get those pigs."

I can't wait to buy tickets for this. When does it come out?

christine o'donnell and bigfoot:
both mythical beasts that cause a great deal of consternation when sighted, but are generally better off sunk into obscurity.

post about other things i can't keep straight (like my darling ex-boyfriend): coming soon?