Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Braddy Reads Tuesdays With Morrie



Here’s a book that I heard about, but never really got the desire to read until recently: Tuesdays with Morrie. Apparently, the book’s a lot more famous than I thought – there’s a made-for-TV movie and stage adaptation, all based on what I found to be, essentially, a self-help book.

For those of you who may not have read it (or seen it, or had someone gush about it to you), Tuesdays with Morrie is the true story of Mitch Albom (also the book’s writer), a business-minded yuppie, who reconnects with Morris Schwartz, one of his old college professors, a few months before the latter dies from Lou Gehrig’s disease. Mitch visits Morrie weekly for several months, gleaning the last kernels of wisdom from his teacher as the disease slowly takes its toll. After Morrie dies from the illness (spoiler alert, or something), Mitch decides to take some of Morrie’s advice to heart and reconnects with an estranged sibling.

Now that I’ve written it, the plot synopsis seems pretty unnecessary. The real reason to read Tuesdays with Morrie is to hear Morrie’s advice – the things he considers most important now that he’s dying. Morrie’s philosophy is that, when one learns how to die, one learns how to live. Accept death with grace, and fear seems to slip away.

For me, the money quote that sums up the whole book comes when Morrie starts talking about people with materialistic aims – those always spending their time and money acquiring the newest, latest, and greatest things.

"These were people so hungry for love that they were accepting substitutes. They were embracing material things and expecting a sort of hug back… Money is not a substitute for tenderness, and power is not a substitute for tenderness. I can tell you, as I’m sitting here dying, when you most need it, neither money nor power will give you the feeling you’re looking for, no matter how much of them you have. "

Morrie’s ultimate ambition is the “pursuit of tenderness,” or the human connection. That’s the one thing that makes life worth living, and people whose attitude prevents them from making that connection often still strive to FIND that connection, although likely in other places where they never can. Because money doesn’t hug.

Here’s a side note – my personal response to the book. Morrie comments on society looking upon “tenderness” and “emotional connection” as signs of weakness. At first, when I read that, I thought, “Yeah, that’s pretty weak.” Then, as I thought about it a bit more, I realized that I didn’t think of that trait as being WEAK, per se, but rather as FEMININE. Which probably makes me horribly sexist or something.

Anyway, I actually quite enjoyed this book. I found the plot to be overly sentimental… which is a horrible thing to say, especially since I’m talking about a real person’s reaction to an actual, historical death. Since I’ve never really gone through that experience myself, I didn’t have a lot to connect to there. Also, I probably just need a bit more time to grow up and connect to my icky, icky feelings.

All irreverence aside now, Tuesdays with Morrie may be one of those “life-altering” books which changes the way you think. I’ve already found myself thinking of ways I can be less materialistic and cultivate better relationships with other people. No matter how much the “plot” bores you, a book that can do that is always worth the read.

PS: I’m probably going to hell for this whole thing.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Obligatory Dating Rant

I got to church a little early yesterday for choir practice, so I sat on a nearby couch, pulled out a book, and started reading. As I sat there, another young man – a member of the singles ward with me – sat nearby and struck up a conversation. We exchanged the usual pleasantries – the how-are-yous and such. Not even a full minute into our dialog, this man – and I haven’t mentioned him by name, not to protect his identity, but because I don’t actually KNOW who he is – asks me if I’ve had any luck “finding anyone.” I’m a little confused at this point, and I say so.

“You know,” he says, “to marry.”

I laugh – because frankly I don’t know what else to do. Apparently, to this guy, it’s more important to determine my “relationship status” than to learn my name. And that’s offensive.

See, I’ve recently decided that it’s not actually “dating” that I hate. I’ve had several dating-related experiences over the past year – some of which may actually be considered dates. The ones that weren’t enjoyable were offensive only in that they were forgettable – and that’s hardly a condemnation. I had no traumatizing experiences from the actual ACT of dating.

But I continue to see an attitude – especially among young, single Mormons – that being “single” is somehow “wrong.” For some, it may be. Heck, I think I’d say that it may be “wrong” for ME – I’ve been pretty vocal about how dedicated I HAVEN’T been to the whole dating scene. However, to say that an entire demographic is somehow out of sync because of an undesirable marital status simply bothers me.

My singles ward meets at 1:00 in the afternoon every Sunday. It always has. I overheard someone in my ward postulate that we meet so late so that we are “out of the way” of the other wards. And I think THAT’S the statement that’s really got my ire up. Just because I’m single, I’m not somehow “other” from the rest of the community. Still, the attitude persists that single-ness is an awkward, uncomfortable condition that should be pitied, and that’s an attitude that makes me… speechless.

Seriously, my ten fingers, which are normally fairly eloquent when given a keyboard, typewriter, or pen, are having a lot of difficulty figuring out exactly how to elaborate on how comments like that make me feel. Well, maybe only nine of my fingers, because I’ve still got one that’s quick to pipe up and let everyone know EXACTLY what I think about that.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Giant Sized Daily Sketch



6.14.10-6.16.10 - Most of what you see above is just background noise - quick sketches I completed just to say that I did a sketch that day. And yet, I think these are some of the best people I've ever drawn freehand.

I'm especially proud of the little hipster guy with the sun glasses. I went and saw the Karate Kid the other day at the drive-in for a friend's birthday, thinking that I'd somehow get my sketch for that day done AT the theater. Pretty silly, I know. Anyway, after I got home at midnight, I decided to just throw something down on paper quickly before going to bed. Ten minutes, tops. And I drew about the coolest thing I've ever done. I'm pretty pleased.

You may have noticed that I draw a lot of different musician types - including dancers. Well, I kinda like the idea of doing a comic (eventually) about rockstars, so I spend a lot of time drawing them. Unfortunately, I think I may be a bit late, as the best comic focusing on rock stars may already have been made.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Lost Drinking Game


Admittedly, I’m, like, six years behind everyone else. I’m working my way through Lost, borrowing each of the individual seasons from friends and relatives. I’m just about done with Season 5 now, and I have to say, it’s pretty good. I don’t know that I’ll really need to go back and watch the whole thing over again, but I like it so far. A lot of how much I’ll like the series as a whole will depend on how the series ends, but I won’t spend a whole lot of time worrying about that right now (especially since most of you probably already know what happens).

Here’s what I have noticed about Lost, though: it’s predictable. Not necessarily plot-wise – I get the feeling that the show’s creators worked very hard to keep us all guessing. So, yeah, you may not get the EXACT plot twist, but I can guarantee you can see the twist coming. And you may actually be able to predict the exact type of twist that’s coming – so much so that you could probably make a drinking game out of it. Now, I don’t drink, but, if I did, this’d probably get me sloshed pretty quick.

So here’s my set of rules for the “Lost Drinking Game.” Simply take a shot every time:

1. A character is revealed to have “daddy-issues.”

2. A character takes his or her shirt off
a. Take two shots if it’s Sawyer.

3. One character from the plane shows up in someone ELSE’S flashback.
a. Take two shots if the cameo results in some “unexpected relationship” between the two.

4. Benjamin Linus forgets to blink during a take.
a. You can also take a drink if it’s Ethan Rom that forgets.

5. Sayid has a completely out-of-character romance.

6. A new character is introduced with the name of a famous philosopher.

7. A character says any variation of “You don’t know me!” followed by a flashback of that character doing something mildly to moderately despicable.
a. Take two shots if the despicable act is completely despicable.
b. Take two shots if the character is Sawyer.
i. Take four shots if the character is Sawyer and the act is completely despicable.

8. Every time a parent watches as his or her child is threatened/kidnapped/killed.

9. Someone gets sucker-punched.
a. Take two shots if the character that got attacked just agreed to help the person that attacked him or her.

10. A gross-looking baby gets born.

That last one actually happens quite a bit. Seriously, they show women giving birth ALL THE TIME in Lost – Claire, Locke’s mom, Sun – and it’s always disgusting. They don’t romanticize it one bit.

You wanna teach abstinence-only education? Make your kids watch Lost. That’ll fix ‘em.

Why I'm Still Single #7

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The Facts of Life: Peanuts on Manliness


Not too long ago, I had a conversation with a friend about whether she should ask a particular guy out. Now, normally, I'm all for women asking guys out (especially since I don't date much UNLESS I get asked out), but my friend really wanted this dude to ask her out first. So I finally just encouraged her to let him come to her and ask HER out.

In my experience, men are a bit more satisfied in relationships when they feel like they've had to WORK a bit to "win" her. We don't like it when women make themselves TOO available to our advances - we prefer to take the lead. I know quite a few guys who get a bit spooked if a girl comes on too strongly but spend a lot of energy chasing someone only mildly interested. As my good friend Darian says, "Sorry, Jasmine, but you ARE a prize to be won."

The whole idea of a caveman trudging over to his cavelady's hole, clubbing her over the head, and dragging her back to his chateau seems to hold a bit of truth to it. So, ladies, it might not be a bad idea to hold back a bit on your enthusiasm when you're interested romantically in someone.

Unless, of course, you wanted to ask me out at some point. I don't think I'd mind.

Anyone?

Good grief.

Giant Sized Daily Sketches


5.25.10-5.28.10 - Now, the guy behind the desk and the guy with the guitar are supposed to be the same guy... but I don't think that comes across very well.

I didn't actually reference a picture while drawing the drummer. I think that shows.

"The Hollow Men" is one of the few poems by T.S. Eliot that I actually LIKE, and is the most woefully under-used band name ever. Well, I guess there IS a band called The Hollow Men, but I don't know that I care.

I'm coming back to this idea some day. Just so you know.



5.30.10-6.1.10 - So I kinda love the people on the bench. They're not the most realistic-looking couple, but I love the emotions I caught. Dude's real excited about whatever his story is, and the girl's lovin' it.

Oh, and the dude in the foreground has a sweet hat.


6.2.10-6.4.10 - So this scene's based on an improv scene I performed with Manelle and Jake. The whole point of the scene was to create a scenario where a person had to be in an enclosed space for a little while.

Here's the story we came up with: An alien visits a little boy. The boy's SUPPOSED to be packing for a trip, but he gets distracted by the alien. The boy's dad comes in, so the boy hides his new alien friend in his toy chest. The dad gets angry at the boy and slaps him. The alien pops out of the toy chest, turns the dad into a panda, and they all go to Disneyland. The end.