Sudden Inspiration

There is something to be said about the glow of twilight in the city.  The sun dipping below the horizon, casting a warm glow that settles down upon a background of buildings and streetlights that are already lit.  It brings me back to a different place, a different time, a feeling of nostaligia, no…its déjà vu.  The color of the sky bringing thoughts to my mind of something I have experienced before, or maybe just one I experienced in a daydream.  Warm thoughts of perfection, a perfect relationship, a perfect life.  One that existed before, or one that I will have. Funny how a glowing summer night, will suddenly inspire you, that you have to run back up three flights of stairs just to be able to write down the feeling that it has given you.  Mind running on overdrive, heart beating, fumbling with my keys.  Sitting on an stool, staring out the now open window.  Today it stormed, cooling 20 degrees.   The light will be fleeting, open the window, breathe it in, you only have a few minutes.

Behind the hospital lies the greatest skyline in the world.  This weekend my generation lives through music.  Every window holds a secret and you can't stop wondering.  Planes soar above, everything feels perfect.  But I can’t explain why.  Like a perfct movie, portraying the greatest of a city-love.  A city-love that everyone needs and wants.  A city-love that I know I will have.

A city that makes you feel. I was made for a city. People all around, Chicago.  Like New york, almost. It will be my New York, until I get there.  New York in one daydream, California in another.  Standing on a beach.  Dark ocean behind me, hills filled with tiny lights in front.  All full of daydreams.

Am I just having flash backs to when I was here before.  Excitement of friends that I loved.  Belonging.

I have been nursing a plant back to life for months now.  Today it feels alive.  I literally touch it every day.  Today I think it is alive.

I live for daydreams.  They are the perfect dreams.  An ideal world, in your mind. Total control, and you get to remember the whole thing.  I long to have the creativity of my daydreams find their way outside of my mind.  That will only happen when I have the patience to let them flow. As they only they will into words.

The sun continues to fall.  The streetlights take over. There is something to be said about streetlights in a city.  Casting a perfect glow, over streets filled with promise. I’ll live to live, for once I can say that.  For once I believe it.  Completely confident in where I am going.  It will all be perfect.  I will have what I want.  I will have what I need.  Patience is a virtue.  Patience is my virtue.  My virtue that will lead to the reality of a daydream.

Today is like sitting in airport, for some reason the light is like sitting in airport.

Adulthood is freeing. For some reason life finally seems like it is waiting for me.

Officially dark.  Nightime in a city.  All the best cities sit on water.

My love, Andy Cohen.

Last night, Andy Cohen's late night talk show, "Watch What Happens Live" which airs on Bravo began it's sixth season. Andy is bringing his half hour show (the only LIVE late night show) to Bravo 5 nights a week. I for one was extremely happy about this.

I am a Bravo addict. I can't tell you why almost every Bravo program appeals to me and keeps my invested season after season but they do. I live for the Housewives, Top Chef is amazing and Bethenny Frankel...well, I love her. Andy brings all of these things together on his kind of weird, super random, booze induced late night show. From what I've heard there are no pre-interviews of the guests, so most of what comes out of their mouths is pretty funny and unrehearsed which I think makes for pretty great tv.

Some of the guests get pretty drunk too (see this clip from the amazing appearance of Regina King and Jackee Harry http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=KX_V4ZiKrq4) and the hilarity of that is good enough for me. I am happy for Andy that he is having so much success. Rumor has it that WWHL gets more viewers than Chelea Handler and Conan, which is pretty amazing when you think about how simple WWHL really is and I am assuming, it's pretty low budget too.

I also love the show, because almost every celebrity (and bravolebrity) that is a guest is able to be super laid back and you will be amazed by how many celebrities watch Bravo shows and have some pretty funny opinions about them. Without WWHL we would never know how much Jerry O'Connell loves NeNe Leakes. What's better than that?

I have my beloved DVR set to record all five nights of WWHL and I couldn't be more excited. Emily and I are going to NYC in February and the official hunt for WWHL tickets is on. Wish us luck as this seems to be a next to impossible endeavor. No amount of internet research is bringing up the answer to this question. Any help is appreciated.

A New Idea

Today my roommate went to her first day of work. At her new job. Here in Chicago. This simple event has sent me into a panic. I have been living in Chicago for about 3 months now, and I am still (really?) unemployed. Who knew that getting a real life job would be so hard? DUH.

So today, as I sit on my couch, I have decided that I need to focus on all the mental energy I have that is not being used on a job to blogging. My job focus has been mostly on public relations jobs, which require a lot of writing. Today I had a moment of panic...what if while I am unemployed I forget how to write? Here is my cure.

As my days are pretty much always the same (sleep, wake-up, apply to jobs, go to job interviews, get rejections letters, eat, etc), I am going to focus this blog instead on specific topics. I am going to attempt to write my opinions and thoughts on what is happening around me. Let's face it I watch a lot of tv (and read a lot of books). I also have an extreme addiction to pop culture, and celebrity and entertainment news. I'll focus on those topics, in the style of my role model Billy Bush (http://www.accesshollywood.com/billy-bush). This man has my dream job, so I'll just pretend I am doing it, on my couch in Chicago.

Now don't get me wrong. I am in love with Chicago. So maybe I'll throw in a few of my love letters to this city and the people I am spending my time with too. As I say to everyone now, my life would be perfect if I had a career, and a steady flow of cash to support my shopping problem, my eating out problem and my CTA card.

So here we go, a blog about my job search, pop culture and maybe I'll be brave and throw a few political thoughts out there too.

Good Luck Lil.