A Film, A Book, A Venomless Snake

So I have a confession to make.  I sent back my Netflix movie, rather than reviewing it, because it was "Patton" and I just wasn't in the mood.  AND, the movie that is coming is "Get Him to the Greek," which if you've seen it, you know it is in no way, shape or form an Oscar contender, and therefore not "blog material". 

My, my, my - how times have changed.  I sat through some serious barf bags for last year's blog-watched every minute of them-but I can't even bring myself to watch a Best Oscar Winner because I'm just not in the mood.  Amazing how not wanting to drown yourself in a bog 23 hours a day can change your perspective on life and your willingness to spend time watching movies that don't ring your bell.  But I am NOT, in no uncertain terms, off the hook.  I know I will have to watch Patton eventually...but when I want to.  Whenever that might be.  Just not today.

Speaking of which (life perspective, not bell ringing), I am starting a self-improvement book tonight (which, if you recall, still qualifies as a blog-related activity).  It was recommended by my bff.  Between us, we have 94 years on planet Earth, 6 kids, 3 failed marriages, and a plethora of questionable life decisions.  Peas and carrots.  Anyhow, it's called "Zen and the Art of Happiness" by Chris Prentiss.  There's a picture of a laughing Buddha on the front, and it's yellow.  I know what you are thinking, dearest reader - A CULT BOOK!  Well, fear not; I will stand in the gap for you and educate you as to the book's merits and downfalls.

So, it's like 150 pages or so, very small with lots of white space.  I'm surprised I haven't finished it yet, and I've only read the cover.

Before I sign off and read this entire teeny little book before bed, I would like to take a moment to extend my thanks to you, dearest readership, for your recent unwavering support.  Your facebook posts, phone texts, and postings to this blog have brought sunshine into my life this week.  We all know that the world is filled with Radio Jerks.  We can't stop them from biting us, but we absolutely can stop their venom from spreading through our bodies and poisoning us. 

Sleep well tonight, my friends.  I, myself, will be thoroughly zenned.