I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. Years ago I realized I was using them to chide myself and, more often than not, just setting myself up for further failure. It was an ineffective way to encourage change in my life . Instead, every year on my birthday, I come up with a list of goals for the year ahead. And the only rules I have are my goals must focus on the positive rather than the negative and shouldn’t be impossible to achieve.

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At what point are we so grown up that this question becomes irrelevant? Sometimes I wish someone would ask me again. Or that I could go back to that time when anything seemed possible. Because I had lots of answers back then. Or maybe I just wish I could be like those people who’ve always known exactly what they’ve wanted to do. Either way, I’ll tell you this, I certainly never imagined I’d end up as a technical writer/web developer.

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Hey, guys… I noticed something while taking another look at that underwater scene.

Check out to the far left of the camera. There seems to be a large looped stone. Is that one of the Ankhs that the statue is holding? If so, that would indicate the statue collapsed relatively close to it’s base. I also noticed that while the camera was approaching the foot, several things, including the shark and some seaweed, seem to be purposefully obscuring the area in front of the foot’s base. So it’s hard to see if it’s there.

Thoughts?

On another note, does that base look a little strange to you? How would the other foot even fit on that thing? Take a look at the version of the base that Sayid saw. It’s much wider:

Is that underwater version just shoddy CGI- well I mean, Lost is certainly not known for its groundbreaking CGI- but do you think it was designed that narrow on purpose? Is there something to this?

Hmm……….

Jeeze! The more I look at that underwater foot, the more it looks like a muppet’s foot.

This isn’t the post I was going to write today but, what the hell, I’m behind on my blogging here and I would have thrown it up on Tumblr anyway.

I’m a big believer in the cleansing power of tears. Maybe because I inherited my mother’s tendency of crying at the drop of a hat. It helps being able to rationalize how often you burst into tears for reasons that baffle others.

Today I was doing some work and catching up on Grey’s Anatomy in the background. The show never fails to make me cry. People love to rag on it but, damn, if they don’t manage to tug on my heartstrings every single week. And that’s probably why I shouldn’t watch it while working.

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