Expression in it's Finest Form

There is a tide in the affairs of men.

Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;

Omitted, all the voyage of their life

Is bound in shallows and in miseries.

On such a full sea are we now afloat,

And we must take the current when it serves,

Or lose our ventures.

Julius Caesar Act 4, scene 3, 218–224

I would like to tell you that I randomly stumbled across this in my many studies of Shakespeare, but that would be a lie. And I'm feeling honest today, so I won't subject you to any unnecessary fibs. I have this obsession with vintage episodes of One Tree Hill. They come on twice a day on The Soap Network and although my TIVO only holds 40 hours of programming, I record each and every one of them. I didn't enjoy the series when it first came on in 2003...I was too bitter about Dawson's Creek ending and I had no time for a wannabe second rate version of my beloved DC (even if Chad Michael Murray was starring in it...paging James Van Der Beek!). The really annoying thing about these reoccurring episodes is that Soap Network decided to have no organized format in which to air these, so they basically skip around all week. Monday, Nathan and Haley are tenth grade virgins road tripping to Texas, and Tuesday they're married with a five year old son. This doesn't bother me...I can follow along, but it drives my husband f-ing crazy. Not that this problem stops him from watching them every night with me. This being said, I can't take the credit for the "tide in the affairs of men" idea. It comes from the oh-so-wise Lucas Scott, who quoted it on the show. I don't have anything to say about the words themselves, but about how beautifully they all flow together. Read it out loud, you'll see.

On a lighter note, as some of you know I've completed the single highlight of my life (the Twilight Saga) and since I no longer have a reason to exist, I've decided to throw my energy into this thing that I'm doing. Although it's a little out there, it's just one more way to express myself.

Everyone Does It:

1. The 6 year old boy at Target had no problem at all expressing himself. As he was pushing his 2 year old sister around in the cart (parents no where to be found of course) he grabbed a bottle of fabric softener, threw it on the ground, and walked away. Translation: "Mom, Dad...you never pay any attention to me....maybe you'll notice me if I burn this mother down."

2. Two "skater boys" were standing in the middle of North Star Mall playing rock-paper-scissors. You may think this is semi-normal, but after each round whoever won was rewarded by bitch slapping their opponent. In the face. Hard. Really guys? In the middle of the walkway, in front of BCBG? Get real. Translation: "Hey, let's get people to notice us...they wouldn't look at us otherwise." Or maybe I'm the fool-their dad probably freaking owns BCBG.

3. Will wears a Dallas Cowboys hat on game days. Yesterday, while following me around the Juicy Couture outlet, a fellow wife-follower approached Will, ESPN phone in hand, and yells, "Damnit!" We looked over, and the Romo lover says, "ain't no WAY we're making playoffs..." Will was probably pretty relieved to be speaking to a kindred spirit. The guy then explains that his phone automatically texts him when someone scores. Annoying? Not for this guy. Translation: "Although you have that Cowboys hat on expressing YOUR love, I have this nifty overpriced ESPN phone that alerts me when our team's getting CRUSHED." Translation Option 2: "I can't believe we're in this bubble gum prissy store...let's bond."

What is it that you do?