Wednesday, September 26, 2007

cure for the blues

My very good friend The Wife is in a melancholy way lately. I just wrote her an email, giving her some advice, with the preface that I Am A Person of Action. Which is true, mostly. When I'm feeling out of control, I usually try to do something that puts me back in the driver's seat, even if it's All In My Head (as is usually the case). This works somewhat on the concrete problems that we experience. Not so much with the free-floating Mean Reds.

Instead, my usual prescription for aforementioned Mean Reds goes something like this: watch great movies, listen to great music, talk to your close friends, curl up in bed with fluffy pets or husband. And when I mention these things, you need to know that my prescription isn't really about getting myself OUT of the Mean Reds, but understanding them. I don't like thinking that feeling bad is really a bad thing. It comes for a reason. It can be your friend. It teaches you something. Every time, it teaches you something. There's a lot more to say on this subject, but in light of my UBER STRESSFUL WORK WORK WORK MUST GET IT ALL DONE TODAY thing that I've got going, I give you a list of just a few of my go-to movie items for The Prescription.

-- Stranger Than Fiction --

Dr. Hilbert: Harold, you could just eat nothing but pancakes if you wanted.

Harold: What is wrong with you? Hey, I don't want to eat nothing but pancakes, I want to live! I mean, who in their right mind in a choice between pancakes and living chooses pancakes?

Dr. Hilbert: Harold, if you pause to think, you'd realize that that answer is inextricably contingent upon the type of life being led... and, of course, the quality of the pancakes.

-- Elizabethtown --
If it wasn't this, it would be something else.

-- Buffy the Vampire Slayer, any season - dvd after dvd after dvd... --

I'm off to visit Parental Unit Land for a few days. I'll be posting while I'm gone, so it's not like you'll even miss me!

1 comment:

The Wife said...

I WILL TOO MISS YOU!!! I am going home today to lay on the futon with the cats and watch Stranger than Fiction.

I completely forgot about the pancakes. I may even have pancakes for dinner. In fact, I think I shall. With nuetella. Or chocolate syrup. Or chocolate chips. With strawberry jam. And then I'm going to bed sweet bed. I love you. You are the best treatment for the Mean Reds anyone could want.