Holiday Homage Part Nine: Oh, that Sheldon (In Love with the Muse)

I become terribly excited about new worlds, be they abounding in television, film, books, music, or food, etc. There is something significant in entering this new domain and obtaining joy and introducing yourself to the characters, the story.

Each time this happens (big ones being Harry Potter, The West Wing, etc.) I am mindful that this could be the last time... the world could not possibly create more for me... and, yet, I stumble upon a new world.

The latest addition to my fictional family is:

THE BIG BANG THEORY

I owe an interpretative dance to Ian who introduced me to the show a couple of weeks ago.

Oh, Sheldon, he is it... he just makes sense to me right now.

Hilarious banter, fresh dialogue, lovable characters swimming boldly in their neuroses... what is not to love?

I am currently viewing Season One.

I am in awe of life, its creation, the fact that humans can imagine and bring to fruition these stories in which I find comfort, humour, and truth.

There could have been a different reality where we mowed grass all the time. This is not a reality in which I would have found much happiness, but it could have happened. I am glad to be a part of this world, this now, and in love with the muse who created this show.

Wishing you this childlike investment and newness,
Dustin

Comments

The Unbroken Thread

Happy Christmas. It is upon us in this hour, this time, this day... after all the fuss, the frenetic pace, it smiles as it does each year finding us in some of the same places and in some different phases. I always flip through the rolodex of my life on this day, remembering the last 30 Christmases (well I guess I don't remember the first few that well) like they are all connected in one amazing thread charting my successes, my growth, my defeats, my darkness, and my light. Technically Christmas has not really begun. I have not done the ritual of heading to my Mom's and opening gifts and waltzing to see our Christmas film, but I have already been touched by Christmas. I write a lot, in this land of musings I have shared 257 writings with you, my friend, my reader spirits. Much has happened in these past two years, but let me simply write that I was not sure that I would ever enjoy Christmas again, ever really feel connected to it, no matter what I tried to do, I felt adrift ...

Loving the Squiggly

I was typing the other day and instead of hitting the ! key I hit the ~ key. Two odd altercations happened between two friends and me via facebook so I have deactivated my account for a bit. It was hurtful and unexpected. So when I hit the ~ key it made me smile and forget all that nonsense. ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dustin

And With This, Farewell

This blog has been a dear friend to me. I am not good at farewells, but truly this is anything but. I look at it like this - I love the phoenix, the symbolism of it all, the power of rebirth. Hence why I named my blog/musing screen after one. :-) So, I am leaving this particular blog to start another one, one that fits me NOW, the one that I can share in a new way. So this feels right. Thanks to those who have read my musings throughout the years. I hope you follow me to my new musing home entitled THE TWELVE THAT IS DUSTIN BAYLAN. Yes, I am changing the name, the story of that is on the new blog for you to read. Here is the link: http://dustinbaylan.wordpress.com/ Much love, much hope and joy again, much potential... Winks and smiles of the Cat that is Cheshire, Dustin Baylan

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