rest in peace, MJ

I hope he finds peace at last. A troubled, brilliant artist whom we'll never completely understand and certainly never forget.

another week gone

Well at least it is Friday. Haven't really felt like blogging much this week. I did finish Chesapeake Blue by Nora Roberts and Vixen by Jane Feather and may try to write up some very brief comments on them this weekend. But to be quite honest, I'm still feeling a little blue about the previous entry's subject. I know, that's crazy. I didn't know the guy. But there you go. Makes me think about mortality and life and all that serious stuff.

Anyways, I'm also back to having my Tuesday and Thursday nights taken up with MBA classes. I'm studying Operations and Supply Chain Management as well as Financial Management. As boring as it sounds, there are moments of coolness, the times when I'm reading a textbook or sitting in class and I get an "aha" moment. What I'm really hoping for is to be able to take some of the ideas and apply them to my own job. I have a fair amount of flexibility and say-so in how my area is run, but I get so busy in the day to day tasks that I don't often take the time to step back and make a master plan for the year. This is something that I really have to do. I don't want to stay a worker bee, I want to move up in the world. Probably would be a good idea to develop some more organizational skills.

Oh, it looks like lisabea and I (and others?) will be resurrecting Man Love Monday, so stay tuned. I'm contemplating my contribution but still haven't settled on an exact topic. Most likely Emma Holly will figure into it though, since I'm a relative newbie to m/m anything. I'm almost worried that My Fair Captain will have spoiled me. Can they all be that good? Inquiring minds want to know.

K, time to go to work and be productive. See you on the other side!

(I'm posting white shirt just to cheer me up and make me smile. Nothing new to see here, but sometimes you just need comfort eye candy. le sigh)

Can't believe the news today

I remember seeing Heath Ledger for the first time as the young upstart in The Patriot. As overblown as the film was, his passion and youthful energy really jumped off the screen and made me sit up and take notice. Of course, his rugged good looks didn't hurt either, but you got the impression that there was more to him than just a pretty face. And who could forget the rollicking fun of A Knight's Tale? Cheesy and anachronistic? Sure, but what an entertaining movie, and Heath played that role to perfection. The poor boy peeking out from behind the swaggering mask of the arrogant young "knight", longing for the respect of his peers and the love of a good woman. I'll admit, in the intervening years, my travels having taken me away from following films, I had only kept tabs on his career by reading headlines and reviews. I was happy to see that he took the road less traveled by choosing roles that one wouldn't expect of a Hollywood heartthrob. I know that he'll always be remembered for his role in Brokeback Mountain, but I haven't yet seen the film. I'm a sissy at heart and don't want to be sad, and I know that the movie has to be a tearjerker. And now I know that when I do finally watch it, it will be an even sadder experience.

We were the same age. 28 years seems too short. I suppose we'll always wonder what might have been. He left behind an impressive body of work for one so young. And a little girl named Matilda will never know her daddy.