Me Thinky Me Likey

How can it be, that me, as a writer of sorts, can love a Hollywood concoction like Sex and the City as much as I do, but I do. I confess I've seen each episode probably at least 3 (maybe 30) times. The drinking, the smoking, the men, that CITY. It's a magical combination for me--all my favorite things. So I'm awaiting the blockbuster movie release of Carrie and gang on the big screen next week. I'm no AO Scott, but I'm sure unless it really really sucks, that I'll love it. Just like I love that I can now download from iTines any favorite Carrie episode, like the one where she is the "model" and does a face plant on the runway. DANGEROUS.

New York knows no limitation, no moderation. I'm starting to wonder if it's about moderation, or if my idea of moderation is puritanical. New York is BIG and it doesn't hold back, but it can also take it or leave it. It really doesn't care if you love it or hate it. It doesn't care if you are dirty or clean. It's still NY. Maybe there's a lesson here. NY doesn't try. New Yorkers do, which is part of the Big Apple's shine, but I'm starting to think NY is just NY. There are no limits, no control, no worries about looking bad one day, blowing up another, and then charming millions with a flash of your skyline.

Can I, for one day, have no limitations, no need to care or worry what others think or do, to make myself big enough that I can hang with millions of people and also strong enough to do so without having to drink 5 martinis. It's a lot. Maybe it's not about moderation. Maybe it's about generosity. Generosity of limits. Hmmm, maybe I'll give it a try. Look out Carrie Bradshaw, there's a new girl in town.

Drinking Dinner

Moderation comes in waves. Sometimes it's easy. Sometimes I keep sneaking bits of chocolate.

Tonight one thing lead to another and before I knew it my eyes were drooping, my words were slurring. Plus I didn't make it out of the "office" until 7:15. So perhaps that lead to the drinking. Hmmm, correlation. My work is all about correlation. Perhaps that is the next avenue of investigation.

Until then, might I say that Seghisio makes a good zin. And Stacy at Lalimes is a great supporter of moderation!

And might I add that Risa Ree reminded me last week what moderation was:

"Being able to take it or leave it."

Well, perhaps this evening I erred more on having to take it rather than to leave it.

Oh, and I complained. I owe five bucks.

Thanks Erin for noting he complaining! ;)

M is for Moderation

oderation


I've begun to wonder if I have the muscle for moderation.

I've begun to wonder if I even know what moderation is.

So I turn to Miriam Webster and I return to the intransitive verbs for the Inky Thinky fast:

intransitive verb 1 : to act as a moderator 2 : to become less violent, severe, or intense moderate> mä-də-ˈrā-shən\ noun

From the verb "moderate" of the 15th century. A favorite time period of mine. Although I'm not sure that Joan of Arc was less violent or intense or even moderate for that matter.

I'm not sure I know what moderation is. I like the idea of being less violent or intense. So I believe this is a good intransitive verb for me in this month of May.

Does anyone know what moderation really means? Just give me one example. That's all I want. Well and the freedom to complain, eat french fries and drink lots of wine.

By the way, I am sugar and alcohol free this week. Or at least since Monday. We'll see if moderation kicks in sooner and I can be less "intense" about the restrictions of alcohol and sugar.

Tequilla Free Inky Thinky

This is T and Gub. They don't need no stinkin Inky Thinky Fast....

Well it's Cinco de Mayo and no tequila, no sugar coated kisses, just me at the office until 7:30pm and then a slice of pizza and a long chat with Charmaine (ps, C, the smell still hasn't gone away!).

So you've voted and this is the deal.

MODERATION is the MANTRA

On the food, alcohol, sugar strategy, it seems fasting is soooooo 2007. So I get to have what I love AND test the edges of moderation. That's going to be a fun balancing act. Anyone out there think they know what moderation means? I sure don't.

The good news is you don't have to listen to me complain about the lack of cocktails or cookies. In fact, you don't get to listen to me complain AT ALL! Gee, what will I do with all that extra oxygen?

This is the Inky Thinky Faster Part Dos
1. No COMPLAINING (each complaint will be fined $5 and placed in the Inky Thinky Fund)
2. No working past 6pm (that may change if I need the cash for the complaint fund!)
3. No fried foods (that's a good one for me to skip for a month)
4. See a movie every week (are there any good movies out there???!!!!)
5. Work on the movie script (gee I wish I knew what that script was, but I guess we'll find out)

Stay tuned....

Inky Thinky is Back and Fat

Well, not super fat, but I've been a glutenous little piggy since the January Inky Thinky Fast. The other night at dinner with Inky Think inspire-ers, Alan and Timothy, we brainstormed about the return of the Inky Thinky Fast.

Timothy voted for not so much restriction and maybe more addition of good things. Alan's response would be to skip wine for a few days and listen to music more often.

The idea of "Plus One Minus One" came to mind--maybe take out alcohol and add in seeing a movie once a week. We'll see. I may go full hog and go all rules. I'll let you decide. VOTE IN THE COLUMN TO THE RIGHT!

So, starting on Cinco de Mayo (this weekend I'm off to drink and eat in Sonoma, so I simply cannot be bothered with rules), we will begin another round of Inky Thinky Fast. Rules and UnRules to be determined.

Watch this space.