Welcome to the blog of singer/songwriter Lucas Miré
There was a great write up in Slate today on this project I’ve been working on for at least the last six months at work. As Troy P. writes so accurately here: The dork appeal is limitless. Set your Tivos!
The show airs this Sunday through Thursday on The Weather Channel. If you miss an episode, you can visit the site the next day to see the moments that were revealed the night before. (That’s the part I did.) Enjoy!
I once had a co-worker that I despised for no good reason. I just didn’t like him. I was reading A Course in Miracles back then (does anyone read that book anymore?), and became inspired to try to rid myself of the hatred I felt toward this person for rubbing me the wrong way.
So, as the book recommended, and even though I am not really a Christian, everytime I saw him in the hall or he passed my office or when I would hear his name, I said in my inside voice: "The Christ in me says hello to the Christ in you."
Around the same time (early 1990s) my first love dumped this guy he was dating to go out with me. The dumped guy would give me crazy mean looks when I ran into him, even though I’d never spoken a word to him before. We were both at an Everything But The Girl concert at Tipitina’s in New Orleans when I started saying "The Christ in me says hello to the Christ in you" to him mentally every time I saw him.
Earlier this year, I started tuning into The View. Now Elisabeth Hasselbeck is clearly TV’s most annoying, frustrating, aggravating personality. I would feel so angry when she would speak, and she would drive me nuts.
"The Christ in me says hello to the Christ in you."
One day, I ran into the guy at work and we actually had a good conversation in which he told me he had been struggling with cancer. His wife stopped by the next week and was just lovely and they invited me to dinner. I don’t know if it was my relentless application of "The Christ in me says hello to the Christ in you," but something changed. I was compassionate towards him, and by the time he died, I was really, really attached to him. He was a bright spot in my day.
When my mother passed away 11 years ago, the guy from the Everything But The Girl concert sent me the sweetest condolence card I’d ever received and we became best friends.
Fast forward to the new Rosie-fied version of The View and I have to say my heart melts everytime I see and hear Elisabeth Hasselbeck. I no doubt think she is still a Rebublican with firm beliefs far from my own, but now, perhaps after spending time with Rosie and her clan, she is so much less polarizing. She still has her opinions, but now she seems so much softer. It’s like her humanity has awoken and her heart has opened. Or maybe it was mine that opened.
I don’t know if she changed, or if I changed by repeating "The Christ in me says hello to the Christ in you" everytime she came on screen, but I think this is the best example of a Christmas story. A Course in Miracles, which I don’t really read anymore but from which I could still probably recite portions from memory, says "The holiest spot on Earth is where an old hatred become a present love."
I couldn’t agree more.
This Christmas, and everyday, "The Christ in me says a big fat honking wonderful hello to the Christ in you."
Co Co Co Co Cologne — I want it. Co Co Co Co Cologne — For Christmas.
God bless PopMuse…Hilarious!
I seriously finished watched last Monday’s TiVo’d episode of ABC’s "How To Get The Guy" and said to myself: Now, THAT is an awesome hour of television. I even stayed up til nearly 2 a.m. to finish watching it and clear out the ole TiVo after my vaycay.
I love the show’s leisurely pacing, the production values, the editing, and of course, everyone knows I have a thing for one of the hosts, Teresa Straser. As I lay my head on my pillow, I gave a silent shout out to my friend Randi who recommended this winner.
Then, this morning, I noticed Tijo TiVo had no upcoming episodes of this show in its ToDo list.
A slight panic set in. I’d have to do some digging, but a sour feeling seeped into my stomach.
Uh oh. Well, the couldn’t have cancelled such an excellent television program with two episodes left in the entire arc, could they have? Alas. Sigh. They did. It’s gone. Two more episodes I’ll never see. So let me understand, if it’s not exploding or if it doesn’t have a gimmick or twist, then a show is unwatchable and boring? No wonder our attention spans are so short.
So, R.I.P. "How to Get the Guy." Since I’ve already got my guy, at least one viewer out here will be wondering how to get your last two episodes.
The phone rang from the West Coast this morning, announcing that Lisa Kudrow was nominated for an Emmy for her amazing turn as Valerie Cherish in my beloved “The Comeback.” Perhaps this news will bring some recognition to the genius of this ignored show, and might help it actually get a DVD release one day boost sales of the DVD.
“Lee Strasburg said this great thing. He said, ‘Go for it. You’ve got about 10 seconds before you’re just a whisper in the dark.’ So we might as well have as good a time as we can possibly have, being the best human being we can possibly be, and give everything we’ve got to give to whoever will take it, all of the time.” — Ellen Burstyn
I love it when TV makes me want to be a better human.
The BF hasn’t been feeling too well lately, so I picked him up, cooked him a little dinner and we plopped down for an amazing hour of TV: "Skating with Celebrities"!! OMG… Set all DVRs immediately. You have to watch. The skating is for the most part, horrific, but the thrill of seeing how much the "celebrities" have "changed" over the years is worth every second. WOW.
The highlight was watching Debbie Deborah Gibson and her partner — some famous skating guy — do a piece to a song from "Grease" — so fun! They incorporated moves from the movie and they were dressed just like Olivia and Johnny T. Then when the judges were not so kind to their performance, Debbie said, "Um, yeah, well, considering I didn’t own a pair of skates until a month ago, I think I did pretty well." Very well, indeed, and very defensive, little Deb.
For the most part, watching the deteriorating appearance of most of the athletes and "celebrities" made "Skating With Celebrities" quite an inspirational hour. Never have I been more motivated to exercise, moisturize, watch my sugar and carb intake, buy clothes that fit and get a good haircut.
Speaking of good hair-dos….Dorothy Hamill is the one person in that whole show who actually looks BETTER than she did in the 70s. Dot is one hot mama and she played the Paula Abdul role so well (minus the slurred speech and making everything about her), I’m sure the Fox execs and audiences alike were thrilled. Tune in next week to see if that guy from Full House and Nancy Kerrigan can dodge another bullet.
The Official Project Runway Drinking Game
Take a sip anytime:
*Tim says, I have an announcement.
*Tim says, Make it work.
*Tim says, Carry on.
*Tim says, I just don’t get it, but maybe that’s me.
*Tim says, I’m concerned about the runway dialogue.
*Tim says, This is it.
*Tim laughs.
*Tim puts hand to chin a la "The Thinker."
*Tim looks concerned or raises his pitch in outrage.
*Heidi’s voice is dubbed.
*Heidi says, Let’s start the show.
*Heidi says, I don’t know, guys, what do you think?
*Heidi says Een or out.
*Nina wears a chunky necklace.
*Michael Kors glances at another judge to validate his witty comment.
*A guest judge speaks.
*A judge says It’s too much.
*A judge says a design looks old.
*Someone says There’s always a twist.
*Something mysteriously disappears from the workroom.
*A designer wrongly predicts exactly what the twist might be.
*A designer has difficulty with a sewing machine.
*A designer says, But that’s not my vision.
*A designer’s sketch is shown.
*A designer explains from where they drew their inspiration.
*A designer calls someone their muse.
*A designer b*tches about another designer.
*A designer questions or criticizes another designer’s design.
*A designer says they’re happy with what they made.
*A designer sucks up to Heidi –even when she isn’t there.
*A male designer makes reference to a classic gay icon or film.
*A designer cries.
*A designer runs through Mood in a frenzy.
*The losing designer pins his/her name on the final dress form.
*Santino mouths off to a judge.
*Santino sings.
*Santino does his Tim Gunn impression.
*Santino & Nick’s rivalry emerges.
*Emmett’s menswear background is mentioned. –oops. This one’s moot.
*Andrae skips.
*Andrae wears his "I’m so LA" shirt
*Andrae wears short shorts.
*A model compliments a design.
*A model criticizes a design.
*A model’s naughty bits are digitally blurred.
*A model checks out her butt in the mirror.
*Dialogue is subtitled.
*You wrongly predict the eliminated contestant –Be honest!
One of my top 10 lists will be my TOP 10 EXPERIENCES of 2005. I’ll roll these out every so often throughout the end of the year, counting down to my favorite experience of the year. These are the moments that stick out when I glance back over my calendar…
#10 :: Six Feet Under Finale
The fact that I still talk about it is a testament to the writing, structure, performances, tone and power of the last Six Feet Under episode. Here’s what I said then:
…had dinner at SW and A’s to see the Six Feet Under finale. I think all four of us were wracked with grief and sadness that has lingered into today. We were all sobbing uncontrollably. Ashley came along and had never seen an episode before. She was like, "Wow! I’ve never been in a room with four grown men crying hysterically and the woman kept it together."
Anyway, I think it was the best hour of television I’ve ever seen — more moving than real life in some ways. Which sounds sort of sad when I see that typed out.
I was late to SFU party, entering these characters lives in the third season, but the emotional payoff was like this stuff was happening to people I’d known forever. It was like being lost and found at the same time.
For me, it was the most cathartic, complete, moving, wonderful piece of entertainment to come out in 2005. Period.
