Twin Peaks

Weird, bizarre, disturbing, fanatical… Yet considered by some to be the best television show ever written. While it only lasted two seasons, Twin Peaks quickly became a cult classic.

While watching an episode of Psych entitled “Duel Spires,” based off of Twin Peaks, I became intrigued by the strange characters and weird scenarios and Netflix just so happened to have the complete first and second season. The first season began beautifully. It truly was an incredibly well done show. Attention is drawn to this small town when a high school girl is found dead. Investigations are underway and the FBI end up coming on the scene. However, this is not a crime drama. Techniques used by the prime investigator factor in bizarre dreams and visions as well as entering alternative worlds and entertaining a strange theory about owls.

Then things began to get very bizarre in the second season with alternate dimensions, some strange theory about the owls I still don’t fully understand, a twisted concept of good and evil and funny little man with the strangest voice.

I really can’t even begin to explain it. I can just say that it is well worth every moment. Plus these gorgeous women are in it. Can’t miss that.

Persians and Vampires

A month is WAY too long. The time seemed to fly by as days were kept complete with schoolwork, class, corporate work and contemplating my future, but a month is way to long to go without seeing my little kitten, Caitlin.

She is the cutest and most adorable person I know, a super sweet personality with a hidden fire that sneaks its way out at the most random moments. As well as seeming innocent, perfectly polished and cute, she has a dark side of goth fantasies and crazy drunken evenings. She also has a tendency to bring out the worst in me. The worst being a very chatty and “let me tell you all my secrets” kind of person, which I cannot stand. I simply do not have the strength to resist her feminine wiles.

The last time we hung out was my spa day before Hawaii. It had been too long. Sometimes you don’t realize how much you miss someone till you’re back in their presence, feeling their vibes and enjoying the shared energy. Being with Caitlin last night reminded me of how I need to make an effort to get uptown to see her more often.

We began our evening hanging out in her apartment trying to figure out plans. It was supposed to be a dinner for four, one of my friends from the East Village was to come up with her boyfriend (due to insufferable hang overs, they did not make it) so we planned an evening for two that began with a luscious bottle of Malbec.

Destination: Shalezeh, a Persian restaurant on the East Side. I had purchased a bunch of food Living Social and Groupon deals back in May hoping to use them during Kyle’s trip to NYC in June before his deployment. This was a leftover about to expire.

We decided to forgo the taxi, enjoy some fresh air and stroll through the park. The night was gorgeous, bright and alive with people and perfectly brisk. Arriving a few minutes after our reservation to a very crowded, noisy little restaurant with amazing aromas of spiced meats and smoke eggplant, we were escorted to the only open table in the very back of the restaurant between a massive family gathering of 12+ and a man who appeared to be alone.

I stuck to my goals like an angel and ordered a stew of eggplant and lentils with a hummus appetizer to split. The food was delicious, especially the rice. Throughout the entire meal the poor man next to us remained alone, occasionally checking is phone and frequently asked by the waiter if he’d like to order. Clearly he was stood up. I was hoping by a women, but by the end of the meal his friend finally showed, neither a woman or his gay partner.

Caitlin and I, influenced by the red nectar of the gods, had a lively, fun and frisky conversation occasionally getting flirty (as in me getting flirty and her giggling), but for the most part sticking to our man issues and well as future options in regards to careers and where we want to live. We’re both at a pretty complicated time in our lives. She will be graduating with a masters in May, I’ll be finishing up credits for vet school and looking at my part-time accounting gig turning into a full-time job next fall. Neither of us knows where we want to live or even what we really want to do with the credentials we have earned over the past few years.

Versus meeting up with her boyfriend and his sorority girl cousin downtown, we decided to head back to the apartment, spend some more alone time together and chat. This turned into curling up in bed and introducing me to the CW television show The Vampire Diaries which I am now fully addicted to. The concept is great. I love vampires. I find them so sexy and intriguing, but these shows usually require lots of sex to keep me interested. I’ve watched 8 episodes so far and no sex. Now I can’t stop until someone has sex. It’s an awful tease and this is how they keep people hooked.

Sunday morning we slept in till 9 and went down to the GreenFlea Market at a public school on Columbus and 77th Street. There was a really cool collection of things, tons of fur coats and vintage clothes, some furniture, a man selling vintage toasters, all of which work, plus an immense amount of costume jewelry. I deliberately did not bring cash knowing I would end up buying things I did not need.

Afterwards we made a pit stop at Dunkin’ Donuts to supply Caitlin’s hungover boyfriend who came back at 3am with a very large coffee and bagel. Lucky man to have such an awesome girlfriend.

Lesson of the weekend, go see Caitlin more often. She is worth every moment.

The Role of Men in Today’s Family

I walked into the kitchen a few minutes ago to grab a quick mug of chamomile before heading to bed. Overhearing talk on the television of a famous clip from Ray Romano trying to put out a fire in the kitchen caught my attention and I popped into the living room to see what program my mother was caught up in.

She was watching a reflection on family sitcoms over the past few years and the family roles being played. The clip of Ray trying to put out the fire started when his wife asked him to go grocery shopping. He brought home the wrong type of tissue. Not a big deal, but “not the kind we normally get.” Not having the ability to perform small tasks correctly affected his manhood. To prove his ability, he began to make dinner for himself leaving the tissue box a little too close to the stove causing a fire. His attempt to put it out failed miserably as the garden hose he dragged in from outside simply did not reach. His wife, in a strong show of bravado and quick wits rushes in, grabs the fire extinguisher from a lower cabinet and puts out the flames within moments. The water flow from Ray’s hose quickly diminishes as does his manhood.

A few points are brought up after this by various actors and their opinions on the role of the husband/father. Things are not what they used to be. The man used to provide for the family, but not take part in the household chores or be as involved in their kids lives. Today, men are expected to support the family, make it to every little league game as well as assist in the household chores.

Most of the commentators on the program were men and found this to be a very challenging task. Bringing the concept to my mother’s attention, she agreed, stating that it is difficult to manage all these things when working a full-time, stressful job.

I brought up the point that while the role has changed for men, it has also changed for women. Most women are now working full-time jobs, still running the entire household and raising the children. It is not crazy to expect the man to assist in minor household chores and to be supportive of their children.

My mother’s counterpoint focused on the fact that many women do not necessarily need to work. That commercial America has made couples want more and more out of life (material things) and this forces both partners to work in order to make even more money to compensate for wants and desires. Or, the women simply choose to work for whatever personal reasons.

It is my thought that considering the current state of the economy, both partners feel obligated to hold a job in case the other loses theirs or to compensate for the money lost in the markets. With the rising costs of college tuition and the need for a private high school education as most US public schools are poorly run, the extra income can go a long way for their children’s well-being. As for women needing the sense of independence, take a look at the divorce rates. I myself would not want to risk being out of the job market for 5+ years to raise a family when the chances of being divorced and forced back into immediate employment are just shy of 40% continuing to increase. There is also pressure from husbands to work. That pressure did not exist when my mother was getting married. Today, husbands like to see their wives being productive and successful. They certainly don’t want them to make more money than they do, but there is a level of expectation to be with someone successful who cares about their career.

Call me a cynic if you will as most of this is a very dark outlook on the fate of America’s women and families, but realize that I am in a very happy and loving relationship and expect that to continue to grow and blossom. I am also not a feminist. Just sharing my point of view. I’d truly love to hear some other ideas if anyone feels strongly enough to offer input. The program also continued to discuss the role of the gay male couple on Modern Family and the adoption of their child. I was more focused on the working wife / new ideals for the father deal. Let me know your thoughts!