Mondays

I wonder if there was a study done would it be scientifically proven that everyone feels a little more down on Mondays than any other day of the week. Is the consensus that nobody really likes to work or is it just that our society has evolved to a place in life where everyone’s jobs are nothing more than pushing paper. How many people actually function in necessities anymore? Can you even explain to your daughter what you do? When you describe your job of sitting in front of a computer pulling together data and reports do her eyes gloss over and you find yourself wondering what in the hell it is that defines who you are?

Does your company produce anything? If it does, is it something the world could do without? If there was a worldwide disaster tomorrow is there anything your company or you in your job could do to help? I sometimes look around at all of the essentials and get lost in the deluge of needless crap. We have banks to keep our money, trade in stocks that nobody really ever sees, people buy and sell derivatives of derivatives to a point where a company like Enron can be built and thrive without even having any form of product at all. It was just air and they made millions. Is the only goal in life to make money so you can sit back and do nothing?

Is doing nothing so appealing that we actually thrive for floundering in empty space? What is it that you do? Have you ever questioned what you have given back to your fellow man? If you were to leave this earth today what would be your legacy? Would your entire existence be centered on a spreadsheet that was filled with fictitious numbers of hopes that might not ever occur to begin with? We have our children and that is always a piece of who we are but will the world be a better place for them or will it trudge further down the road of civilization to a point where interaction with our fellow man is no longer a necessity?

What will be the next huge leap forward in technological advancement? We are seeing the demise of books replaced by electronic gadgets, the cell phones are evolving into little computing connections to the world, our TV’s are now dominate our houses, art is turning into nothing more than moving pictures on huge screens that interact with us as we move from one room to the next. Doesn’t anyone enjoy feeling the dirt sift through their hands or the warm sand on their feet as you walk on the beach? Are dogs really content being corralled into a fenced in enclosure where we segregate them into parks specifically designed for their mutual interacting enjoyment.

Could it simply be that Mondays are a little bit harder to take since they are the constant reminder of our pointless, aimless existence and how they depict the lack of originality that we deal with every day? What is it that you do? If you can’t explain it to your children then is it anything really worth explaining? They say that kids are our connection to simplicity and truth. Kids are honest and blunt in stating facts about what they see and how they feel. They haven’t yet been jaded by our cordial rules of interaction where everything needs to be placed into a tidy little wrapped package of acceptability.

If you have children sit down tonight and see if you can explain to them what it is that you do in 2o words or less. If you can’t then reflect on who you are and delve into how comfortable you feel with your input into the world. We are not all defined by our jobs but we can help define our jobs. I would challenge myself and anyone to start out this Monday with the simple goal of giving back something that might be meaningful. It might simply be saying hello to the guy sitting in the cube next to you or waving to the receptionist as you walk through the front doors of the huge concrete/glass building that was built from the profits your company made by providing nothing needful to anyone.

If we can’t change the focus of our rudderless ship I would suggest that we at least paint the damn thing some bright colors and enjoy what we can. Life is too short to be forever bound by the chains of lost identities. What is it that you do? Who are you really? If you can’t explain it to a child then you might want to spend some time working on the definition and restructuring the building blocks of necessitates that got you here in the first place.

Rachel McAdams totally Exposed

Rachel McAdams has been around for a while. I sometimes forget how many pictures or TV she has been in for her short tenure as an actress. Starting out as a mean girl and being in such fantastic movies as “The Wedding Crashers”, “The Notebook” and “The Family Stone” has vaulted her into the mainstream where she will hopefully thrive. She is fast becoming my favorite actress and I can’t wait to see her new movie coming out in a month “The Time Travelers Wife”. If she holds true with her track record it will be a nice success. With my history of enjoying a touching romantic comedy holding intact, I loved “The Notebook” and rank it as one of my all-time favorites probably coming in a close second only to “PS I Love You”. Nothing can be that one in my book.

I find it is healthy to enjoy a wide variety of genres in watching any form of entertainment. I guess this is why I get concerned when people accuse me of being discriminatory in my writing. I thoroughly try to offend everyone equally. Discriminatory would be canceling all the minority passes to a swim club based on nothing more than ethnic backgrounds. I don’t even live in Philadelphia but I know that is wrong. I wouldn’t ever condone or think of stamping ok to that. What a fiasco. Who are these people that think discrimination is an acceptable practice. If it were me I would have canceled the entire swim club. Those damn kids should be working not swimming and having fun. It doesn’t matter what race or ethnicity they are.

OK, if I am to be honest. My kids do little to no work. I worked most of my childhood and I attempt to ensure that all kids in all walks of life no matter what their background is enjoy the short time they have to be young. God only knows that when you mature your life goes to hell and those long summer vacations are as delayed as the space shuttle. Come on guys. Give that thing a push and get it off the ground. We of course don’t want to jeopardize lives though. I will never forget watching the shuttle explode while I was in college. It is a dramatic event that will always be burned into my memory bank.

Anyway, back to Rachel. I admit I am most likely partial to her because my girlfriend looks so much like her in my mind, or she looks so much like my girlfriend. I haven’t written about the one and only true woman of my dreams in a couple of weeks and need to throw a line in here to continue and always remember how lucky I am having such an incredibly beautiful woman at my side. I am not sure what rock she found me under but I am truly the blessed one having such an incredible partner.

While I have done several pieces on actresses lately I will go on the record as stating Rachel is my favorite. If there is a fan club out there for her somebody let me know so I can join. If there isn’t then my vote is let’s start one. She is flat out smoking hot.

Anyone with me?