Celebrity vs. Causes

It amazes me in many ways the length to which we are so engrossed in celebrity...what they are doing, who with, how naughty or sad and Gawd forebid how they looked. I am sure more people know the first and middle names of Britney's sons than do about the slightest details of Global Warming or their own town's inner city crises. Furthermore, most would rather buy and spend hours reading the latest issues of US or Star, whatever the list of gossip magazines exist, than would even dream of spending an ounce of time or money understanding the impact that possibly them or their neighbours are having on the surface so obliviously around them. Sadly I don't know the first thing about what is happening in Darfur other than the fact that George Clooney is trying to help the peeps out...that's great media. I know very little about Global Warming, but I can assure you that I know Al Gore is a crusador, and that Leo DiCaprio drives a car ran by vegetable oil. If only to name-drop, I think this is pretty positive press on their part. However, I couldn't care less that Jennifer Love Hewitt has cellulite, trying to first strain my eyes to confirm if JLO is preggo and now...if she is carrying 1 or 2. However, this is what it seems is almost ingrained due to subliminal messages into my mind on the spare chance I get to watch some television. I still don't know what's happening in Darfur though, how many people are being machined down in the Middle East, or the exact effect that one's leaving their computer running 24/7 has on the decreasing lifespan of Earth. I do quite enjoy the centrefold section of those magazines that show celebrities doing normal stuff like grocery shopping, yet can't part with my money or extra time to learn a little about possibly making a difference to the world's matters around me...Oh the dilemma.

Toodles

What's in a Number?

Eighteen for as long as I can remember has been my favourite number. Not sure why, maybe I could relate because it was neither masculine nor feminine to any extreme, but whatever...that's another note. Seriously though, did anybody else assign genders to letters of the alphabet or numbers? I used to, again...another note. 18 has not brought me any luck, it has not been any inspiration in decision making along my path in life, and I am not about to get it plastered on my license plate or anything. Numerology is probably a word. I should look it up. I can probably assume it is all about planet and moon alignment, tree-hugging-esque 'meant to be' scenario's and although I find the thought of all that as whimsically devine, I am not quite advanced enough in my spiritual being or the world outside of my little bubble to explore all of the facets. One day maybe, one day. I enjoy that one of my friends gets immense pleasure when seeing 11:11 on a clock (you know who you are, and know that I love it). I am amazed that lucky numbers are listed on fortune cookies, but that psychics aren't all millionaire lottery winners who dish out numbers freely over the crystal ball. One of my pet peeves is when one says 'I gave it 110%'...how is that possible? Is there really anything above 100% in the genre of, shall we say...archery competitions or volunteering your time to a local charity? It's interesting, and as far as I am concerned, too often used, and never in the right context. I digress. Two very good friends who have 2 kids...one had both of hers on the 12th of the month, the other had both of hers on the 16th, is it just coincidence? Will this now be their 'special' number for the remainder of their lives? All these people rushing out this summer to get married on 07/07/07...are they doomed? Should they buy property in Vegas? I just think it's all very interesting. Alas, this is the first day of the new year, we've made it through the transition from 07 to 08, this will be a good year for some, better than the last, and maybe a crappy one. Is Two Zero Zero Eight your number or not?

Toodles