4.30.2010

A Series of Open Letters, vol. 1

Dear Glee:

You make me sad.  Your last two episodes were weak.  No.

They were worse than weak

They were the same contrived, plotless excuses for musical numbers that got you into trouble early in the first half of Season 1.  My wife pointed this pattern out to me last night: "Sue Sylvester says something outrageous; Will Shuester reacts; the Kids act out; we all learn a lesson."  And that's completely true.  There were flashes of brilliance in the first half of the Season: the Rachel-crush episode (Pepper Potts!), the Puck-comes-to-Torah episode, the Sue-Sylvester-has-a-handicapable-sister episode.  But the reason they were brilliant was the story: plot, dialogue, characters, drama, etc.  The music was a nice accent for the story line, not the focus.

But now you've turned that around.  The Madonna-centric episode was nothing more than a slap-dash plot written to connect up some of Madge's more famous songs. And now you're planning to produce more of these?  The Britney Spears episode?!  What, is her catalog so rich and deep that it's just begging to be storylined?

In the words of GOB Bluth: "Come on!"

Honestly, Glee, the reason I liked you in the beginning was because you weren't formulaic.  No other TV show was quite like you.  You were fun and engaging.  You had relatable characters, hilarious dialogue, and plot lines that sizzled with both off-the-wall craziness and believability.  The music, often, was choice and appropriately placed.

Then you started to follow your own perceived formula.  And now we just get over-produced, often nonsensical music that was performed better by the original artists in the place of plot, drama, and anything else that could be considered a coherent story.

Structure and formulas aside, I have serious plot concerns too:

(1) Where is Quinn Fabray living? Her parents kicked her out months(?) ago and she stayed with Finn and his Mom, presumably... so, is she still living in Finn's basement? Is she out on the street? Does she live in the school gymnasium, fending off hobos and vagrants for the leftover Little Caesar's crusts? What the heck is going on with her baby? For the love of all that's silly and whimsical and used to make us grin silly grins, just tell us!

(2) Ummm .... do these kids just perform without practicing?

(3) Wait... that's it.  There is no more plot.

Sigh.  I'm quickly losing faith, Glee.  Prove to me I should stay.

Signed,

ebv

4.05.2010

I Have Spelling (and Grammar and Etiquette) Nazi Tendencies

And I'm kind of proud of them.

But I also know they can annoy the heck out of people (just ask my lovely bride).

So, with that in mind, here are some of my biggest spelling/grammar/word usage/etiquette pet peeves.  Please tuck them away for future reference.  And, if any of these faux pas(es?) apply to you, be strong. Make the change. You'll be better for it. (My apologies to those who live outside of Deseret. Some of these peeves are very Utah-centric. We have our idiosyncrasies just like everybody else...).

1. YAY! vs YEAH!

Look, I'm all about expressing e-enthusiasm through texts, emails, chats, whatever.  But when you are spelling it out, you must recognize that these two are distinct and different words.

Yay-- reads as a long a. Rhymes with hey and hay.  This is the word people often use to express genuine excitement.

Usage: "The Legislative Session is over?  YAY!!!"

Yeah-- reads as a shortened eh sound.  The vowels form the same vowel sound as lamp, pal, and gal. This is the word people often use in replacing yes, or to indicate that they're going to do something, but less than enthused about it.

Usage: "So, Disneyland really costs 50 dollars a person?" "Yeah, it does."

(Note: sometimes, YEAH! can be used as an exclamation of joy. See picture above).


2.  Proselyte vs. Proselytize


This one kills me, but up until about five years ago, I made the same error over and over again because, well, so did everyone else in Utah.  I fear that this is already a lost cause.  But I will not go quietly into the night.  I will rage against the dying of the light! (at least for today).

A Proselyte is a noun, people.  It is NOT a verb.  A proselyte is a someone.  You don't go "proselyting" and you don't "proselyte for two years" as a missionary, just as you don't go "mechanicing" and you don't "mechanic for two years" as a form of summer employment during college.

A biblical term, proselyte refers to an individual, "a Gentile who had converted to Judaism."  In modern usage, the Mormon community--who can sometimes still be heard to refer to non-believers as "gentiles"--would consider any person who converted to the Mormon faith from a previous faith or state of unbelief to be a proselyte.

Proselytizing is the verb form, my friends.  To proselytize is "the act of attempting to convert people to another opinion and, particularly, another religion."  If you want to go out and convince Gentiles to become believers for a period of time, you will be spending your time proselytizing. NOT proselyting.

I understand that the Mormon community has taken to referring to proselytizing as proselyting. Heck, even my spell check doesn't try to correct it.  But trust me on this one--at the best it's colloquial.  At the worst, it's grating.


3.  Answering Cell Phones in Meetings

Thesis:  You know the bad rap the Millenials get for being tied to their cell phones, iPods, laptops, etc.  We are supposedly incapable of going five minutes without texting, calling, or otherwise communicating with our peers.  (This also gets wrapped up into the ages-old contention that we are infinitely lazier than our hard-working, salt-of-the-earth parents...who are relying on us to bankroll their retirements...but I digress).

In my generation's defense, I must admit that, in my admittedly limited experience, I have seen the worst phone etiquette come from the Baby Boomers and the Greatest Generation.  Bar none.  This includes answered phones in the middle of church.  Ringtones that are not muted after the first three courtesy rings.  And game playing during meetings.

Don't believe me?  Here are just two of the most recent examples I've experienced.

Example 1: I was sitting in a very sensitive, important meeting (only held once a month), when one of the team leaders pulled out his cell phone like it had bit him.  He hastily answered and everyone else around the table stopped what they were doing or saying.  I imagine we were all thinking something along the lines of "His wife is sick" or "There's an emergency at home" or, at the very least, the cable guy was calling.

But no.

He held a five minute conversation with his "sweetheart" about how she should go ahead and fill a bag with canned food for the Scouts to pick up.

While the rest of us watched.

And listened.

With our mouths slack-jawed.

Example 2:  I am currently covering the traffic judge position in municipal court.  I like it because it's interesting, interactive, and different each week.  Plus, I get to wear the black robes (power trip!).  But sometimes, the job is frustrating.  For instance, I get lots of excuses as to why someone failed to appear for their court date--"I have lots of classes and it just slipped my mind" or "I thought it was somewhere else" 78 miles from where they got the ticket.

But the most galling of all behavior is how many people answer their phones in court.   

On one special day, a seemingly sweet old lady interrupted me mid sentence so she could answer her phone.  Turns out, her daughter was waiting in the parking lot with the engine running, and could we please hurry things up.

Needless to say, I was not very much in the mood to be lenient.

Conclusion:  Shut your phones off in semi- to fully-formal occasions, please.  Or at least silence them. I don't care that the judge in front of you is "too young" or that the meeting you're sitting in is dull.  You insult everyone around you and make yourself look foolish when you answer your phones there.  Worse, you not only lose your own attention, but you distract others as well.

Kapeesh?


4.  The "Wave"

When someone lets you merge your car into their lane, give them the wave.  In fact, when someone does anything to assist you in traffic, give them the wave.  It's the least you can do.

I think that for every bird flipped, there should be at least two more waves given somewhere else in the world.  We would live in a much a happier place.


5.  Obscure Latin Phrases are NOT Your Friends

More often than not, they do not make you sound smarter; they make you sound pretentious.  Imagine if you will, a young man in a tweed sport coat approaching you, and between chewing on his ivory pipe and twisting monacle, utters (with a slightly nasal lisp):

brevis esse laboro, obscurus fio.  [Sigh...].

Now, unless you speak Latin and understood that this man was simply trying to explain to you his educationally weary frustration, you missed his ironic point: "In trying to become concise, I become obscure."

What this speaker of dead tongues doesn't realize, however, is that a goodly percentage of the world knows he's using latin.  And even the small percentage of the world that understands what he's saying thinks him a twit. 

At my job, I see far more latin phrases than I ever care to see.  And unless these phrases have become some kind of shorthand for a principle where the latin really is the most concise thing (e.g., quid pro quo or ex post facto), the latin just becomes buzzy buzz words that are trying desperately to tell you how smart they are without ever realizing that they are skimmed over and disdained like some bunch of grammatical mosquitoes.

All that said, it would be really cool if Google had a latin translator function.  Then we could all sound smart, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.


6. Using ALL-CAPS and Quotations "Marks" to Prove a "Point" Proves Another Point Entirely: You're an Ass

You've all had individuals do this to you at least once.  This person sends you an email or text message that just drips with confrontational sarcasm. Something like: 

"You had NO RIGHT to 'vote' me off the island!"

-or-

"I CANNOT believe that YOU had to 'go to your sister's wedding.'"

Look, there are many reasons that we write our language down.  One of those reasons is so that we can express ideas to each other calmly and professionally when we might otherwise backhandslap our best friend in the mouth want to respond immediately and in anger.

Which is why it always amazes me when people can sit down, pour their immediate frustrations and temporary anger into an email and, before they've had a chance to rationally think about it, hit "Send to All."

I imagine that many relationships, careers, and maybe even lives have ended because of the simple click of the button and a few "quotation" marks and ALL-CAPS scattered throughout an email that never really needed to be sent.

Please.  Let your cooler head prevail. Don't send angry emails for at least an hour after drafting them.

3.29.2010

ERV

Bless my in-laws.

It was 26 years ago today that they welcomed Erin Suzanne into the world.

Happy Birthday, darling. 

May the next 26 be as wondrous as the last.

Love,
Eric

3.07.2010

Twitterations

Still haven't delved into Twitter.  I have a hard enough time staying current with Facebook.  Am I getting techno-old? Resisting the latest and greatest?! If so, convince me.

Wondered today what famous people (and other entities) who don't use Twitter would Tweet if they used the site...

@TSMonson: Don't get me wrong, but if I hear one more 747 spiritual allegory, Lufthansa is getting grounded.

@cbutt: lejislateiv seshun is goin good.  Twelth Grayd gotta go!!!


@jSloan: It's days like this that I think back to the good ol' days.  Heck, I even miss 'Tag.


@PoBAM: Let me be clear: Michelle and I have our issues with teleprompters.


@GBeckStar: Just heard about this "Tea Party" thing. Wondering if people really believe that I believe the things I say on air.  Have they heard of satire?


@Canada: Sucks to be America, eh, hosers?


@America: @Canada: You're still in Canada.


@Provo:  It's a good time to be me.


@SLC:  @Provo: You're still in Utah County.


@Sinatra:  Who is this Buble guy? Hey, Corlione, have you heard of this Buble guy?


@MeatLoaf: Remember me? I used to grace your kitchen table. Now you've gone all sissy "organic" on me. You used to be cool, American Dinner. You used to be cool.


@Toyoda: Man, this has been a bad couple of weeks.


@SHRBill:  I'm just a bill, just a multi-billion dollar failed bill.  And I'm sitting here stalled on Capitol Hill.  But I know I'll be a law someday, at least I hope and pray that I will, but today I am still just a bill.



@JimmerDette:  I. Am. Awesome.


@smire: Just heard about this "Team Edward" thing. I wonder if people really believe I believe the things I write? Have they ever heard of satire?



@DarthVader:  Had "the talk" with Luke & Leia today.  Went great, I think...but man they looked awkward. Kept scooting away from each other and blushing all the time. Guess this is what I get for being an absentee Sith Lord.


@Handiana Ryan: Planning another run at Star Wars, Indiana Jones, the Witness, and Jack Ryan novels in the next year.  70 is totally the next 30.


@chinesefood:  I'm delicious. But I kinda miss MSG.  We had a good thing.


@indianfood:  @chinesefood: sucka! You're /so/ yesterday's curry.


@pizza:  @indianfood: say that in forty years and you'll be in my ballpark, baby.

3.02.2010

Stating the Obvious... w/ FEELING

SCENE: 

Early morning, Salt Lake City. Still gray from clouds and sun that hasn't peaked over the mountains yet. Frosted windshields, but no snow to speak of.

I'm walking out to the car when I pass a pleasant looking woman. She's standing behind the car door, one leg tucked into the car, blowing on her cupped hands.

We make eye contact for a split second. We hold the other's gaze for only a split second, but that's enough. We know this kind of interaction requires a reciprocal acknowledgment of the contact, or else it just gets plain awkward.

"Morning..." she says, giving the end of the word a slight tug upwards.

"Morning." I reply, letting the word down slowly, signaling to her that, Yes, I was OK with our eye contact and I hoped she had a lovely rest of the day, but that was going to be the end of our conversation because I have to get to work and, let's be honest, I don't really know her and don't really care to get to know her.

It's cold. I make it to the car, rubbing my hands together. I get a text from my wife "Thank you for lunch. I love you."

It's not so cold anymore.

END SCENE.

Today made me think about how wonderful the mundane can be. How the ordinary can be thrilling.

Think about it. I know my wife loves me. Most of the time.

But getting a text from her like that? It just makes my soul smile.

And then the one word interaction. This one caused me to think. What else do we say in one word that can have so much meaning as to replace a conversation? What would happen if we just had to rely solely on singular nouns and tone of voice?

"Day!"
"Day."

"Food?"
"Food."

"Love."
"LOVE!"

"Legislature...."
"Legislature?!!!!"

"!!!JAZZ!!!"
"...jazz.."

"February?"
"March."

I think you could say more than you'd imagine this way.

Language is fun.

Call me Captain Obvious.

2.04.2010

A Rough Tuesday

I thought of putting this up Tuesday right after it happened, but my dear wife was taking the GMAT the next day and I didn't want to unnecessarily stress her out.

So I just bore a kick in the head from a crazed defendant with three ibuprofen and the knowledge that most of my days are really boring.

Not Tuesday.

Probably the best take was from the Deseret News--pasted below. (For the record, the bailiff and I did secure the defendant. No "trying" here. I'm a "do or do not" kind of guy).

Other links:

Standard Examanier: http://www.standard.net/topics/crime/2010/02/02/clearfield-man-attacks-girl-guilty-verdicn-sex-abuse-case-then-altercation-c

KSL: http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=9562777

SL Tribune: http://www.sltrib.com/news/ci_14329418?source=rss


Anyway, here's the story.  And you thought lawyers were boring.


Clearfield man, Scott Kirby Paterson goes after victim in court after child sex abuse conviction

Published: Wednesday, Feb. 3, 2010 9:36 a.m. MST


BOUNTIFUL — Minutes after a jury found him guilty Tuesday of sexually abusing a child, authorities say a Clearfield man jumped into the courtroom gallery and went after his 12-year-old victim and her family.

"He went right to them," said 2nd District Court clerk Vicki Leo. "It was extremely scary. I've been a court clerk for 20-something years, and it's nothing like I've ever seen before."

Scott Kirby Patterson, 50, was convicted Tuesday of two counts of aggravated sex abuse of a child, a first-degree felony, and two counts of lewdness involving a child, a class A misdemeanor. The verdict was handed down after a two-day jury trial.

"As the verdict was being read, I observed the defendant, Scott Kirby Patterson, turn his head to his right and stare toward the victim and her family on the front row," Davis County sheriff's deputy Dave Grondel wrote in an incident report obtained by the Deseret News. "This lasted for approximately 10 seconds, then the defendant looked forward."

The deputy said he was then asked by 2nd District Judge Thomas L. Kay to take Patterson into custody, pending sentencing. Grondel said as he approached Patterson, the man stood, flipped over his chair and charged him.

"I took a step backwards and was attempting to unholster my Taser," the deputy wrote. "The defendant then proceeded toward the front-row area and was attempting to get to the victim and her mother and the rest of her family members."

The victim's uncle and her brother-in-law stood up and grabbed Patterson's arms to stop the attack, according to Grondel's report. The deputy and a law clerk then tried to gain control of Patterson, "but he was actively resisting arrest," the report states.

A second deputy entered the courtroom, and Patterson was taken into custody.

"The little girl and her mom were clearly shaken up," said Rick Westmoreland, the deputy Davis County attorney who prosecuted Patterson.

The victim in the case was 10-year-old when Patterson sexually abused her, Westmoreland said, noting that Patterson held a position of special trust with the girl.

The prosecutor said the girl and her family are grateful now that Patterson must serve mandatory prison time as a result of the jury's verdict, "so they won't have to deal with that kind of anger and rage for a lot of years."

The sheriff's office is reviewing Tuesday's incident and may ask prosecutors to file additional charges against Patterson.

Patterson is being held in the Davis County Jail. He faces a mandatory term of six, 10 or 15 years to life in prison on each of the aggravated sex abuse charges and up to a year in jail on each of the lewdness charges when he is sentenced March 18.