Every time I think North American news has even the slightest chance at a few days of reasonable coverage (minus FOX and fiends, of course), something ludicrous happens. Leave it to Jon Stewart of The Daily Show to fuel my fire.

I was in Toronto this past weekend celebrating a friend’s 30th birthday, and everytime we would turn on the television or pick up a paper I would see a smattering of articles and photos about Tiger Woods and the low impact, non-critical, car accident he was involved in on Thursday evening.

When I first saw the report on CNN, I watched for a couple minutes, they announced Tiger was not in critical condition, and so I changed the channel to probably something like Mad Men.  No big deal.

Umm.. wrong.

Apparently, its the biggest deal ever.

Apparently, the fate of the world is now resting on the fidelity and personal life of Tiger Woods.

Wait a minute? It doesn’t?!?  Well then why the hell does anybody care about this?

So Tiger Woods was in a car accident? Umm… WHO CARES?!?

So Tiger Woods possibly cheated on his wife… is anyone really surprised? Is this the first spouse to ever be unfaithful?

The media and interest in this subject is completely unbelievable to me. When will people wake up and stop assigning any sort of importance to professional athletes?

THIS article is a perfect example of the idocy and general uselessness of athletes.  Ron Artest admits to drinking Hennessey at  half time during NBA regular season games.  I can’t even decide what’s dumber, the fact that he drank during games, or the fact that he is now admitting it publicly.

The deep fascination with sports and athletes continues to boggle my mind, however Tiger-mania has certainly taken the cake recently.

Tiger Woods is just like everyone else, except he has millions of adoring fans, millions of dollars and a publicist.  The fact that he has to apologize to people for his private actions is appalling.  It doesn’t matter if Tiger Woods is sleeping with a harem of women outside of his marriage, he’s not, and never claimed to be a moral authority.

He’s just a dude that hits a tiny ball, into a tiny hole, over miles and miles of wasted green space.

Its been said that you always want what you cannot have, and now I finally understand.

When I started to realize what was happening I desperately fought my emotions back and tried to convince myself that what I was feeling wasn’t real, that it could never be, but love doesn’t listen to reason.  Sometimes you have to except that no matter how right it feels, it can never be.

I first noticed her a couple years ago on a run of the mill Saturday Night, I thought she was cute and quite engaging but never really thought much of it.  She’s always been very unassuming, yet there was always something about her, a quite confidence that’s exudes from every word from her lips.

She’s bookishly stunning -which is secretly my kryptonite- and appears to have a small facial blemish that gives her a vulnerability I can’t help but be drawn to.  Her quick wit and biting humour has pulled me closer and closer, though it would surprise me if she knows I exist.  In the past few months, she’s sent my heart reeling into submission, its like I can’t get away from her.  I seem to see her everywhere, magazines, the internet, television, and in my dreams… it was as if some higher power wanted us to be together.

When I found out she was not only married, but happily married and devotedly faithful I was devastated, beside myself with grief.  It takes a big man to be able to let the love of your life go, and admittedly I am not that man, not yet. Its much too early and the pain runs far too deep. Each time I see her face and hear her voice, though she continues to make me laugh like a 7 year old school girl at a slumber party, I cannot help but think what could have been. Another lifetime. Another world.

I leave my love on this blog for her to hopefully find one day, at the hopes of some sort of connection no matter how fleeting.

So here, in the open air of the internet I shout from my cyber rooftop, I love you Ms…. Read the rest of this entry »

I typically shy away from linking to an article quoting most celebrities on important topics(comedians don’t count… just because), because frankly, most celebs -minus their publicist/writer/agent/manger/press agent/mom/dad don’t have much to offer in terms of perspective.

But call me daring, I like Brad Pitt. He’s always been the guy thats played to both genders in his acting…which is ironically how Angelina acted in her personal life. So for Brad’s taste in women, Ocean’s 11 through 13, and the fact that I actually appreciated what he had to say:

Check out the Pittster gabbin’ about religion, the divided classes and bubbled perspectives HERE.

The quote I enjoyed the most from that article is, “Whoever said all men are born equal never left his own backyard. I see people everywhere without opportunity. I want to help level the playing field.”

I find that both poignant, wise, and admirable. They’re a lot of people -and you know who you are- that think poverty and homelessness are self-administered viruses. That all it takes is a little positive thinking and some old fashioned hard work and anyone can pick themselves off the street and right into a braaaaaand newwwww CAR. Well life doesn’t operate like that. If it did I’d be spending my Thursday evenings playing Plinko.

Life is filled with unfortunate circumstances, poor decisions, and raw deals. So next time you find someone, anyone, less fortunate than yourself and have the opportunity to help…do it. You don’t always have to be content with what you have, but you should always be grateful. Because days turn into months, months into years, and a few years down the road you may find YOUR life has turned into an unfortunate circumstance.

You never know what tomorrow might bring.

But ultimately, after reading the article on Brat Pitt, I’m truly left thinking…Spy Game. What a great movie. Thanks Brad.