The Da Vinci Code

Well I've finished it. Such a good book. I recommend this book to everyone. Here is my dilemma though, I don't know if you should see the movie first or read the book first. I know the book will end up being better than the movie (as usually is), but I'm afraid that if you read it first then you'll know all the secrets and who the "bad guys" are. Now don't go jumping up and down saying "it's the Christians, it's the Christians" - we all know they're bad people in real life, but in the book you'll be surprised. Also I wonder, if you see the movie will you want to read the book? It's a long book, and just because I read quickly doesn't mean everyone does. What a good suspenseful thriller. I can't urge everyone to (at least) see the movie when it does come out in May 06. I'm beginning to think I should be a detective of sorts. I figured out three of the plot twists and codes. I'm so damn smart!

Always A Lady

Hey people,

Today I celebrate the pig. Miss Piggy to be exact. Oh how I adored her when both Miss Piggy and I were in our youth. She is still a favorite of mine. Even in her new Pizza Hut ads. I recall envying her amorous relationship with her Kermit. "When will I have a Kermit of my own?" I would ponder through many a teenage afternoon. She's always been ahead of her time. Glamorous and athletic, yet Miss Piggy is unafraid to take on the dessert section at Cosco. Her youth abounds and though you'll never hear her discuss her plastic surgeon; he's the best. Notice how her skin looks better now than ever. What is her beauty secret? Bacon fat? Regardless, I'm in. She's the pinnacle of celebrity in an unassuming, friendly yet aloof manner. Miss Piggy wears high fashion, as she's modeled for top designers and presented at award shows. A glamorous life not for the faint of heart. She'll always be Americas favorite celebrity pig. She'll always have great hair. She'll always have great clothes. She'll always have gloves. But above all this, she'll always be a lady.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

the curious incident of the dog in the night-time

I'm half way through this book. I must tell you, I'm not sure what I think. Weird right? Me sans opinion...go figure. Anyway, the book is told by a 15 year old boy named Christopher who is retarded. His simplistic view of life is both refreshing and challenging. I must admit, the musings and tangents the narrator takes us on sometimes are irritating. But I imagine, that's the point. I will say that the story unfolding is very interesting and so far has had two unforeseen twists. Yea! I love that! It's a quick read (approximately 200 pages.) In this book, you're reading the book that the narrator is writing. A mystery book based on the murder of the neighbor's dog. The rest are his notes from his detective work to find the murderer. Although my opinion is yet to be made, I can't wait to see what happens next.

Sex with Satan?

I was walking down 8th Avenue last night and thought of this experience I had when I was much younger. I was traumatized for... well... as long as a 24 year old can be traumatized. So I'll tell you. I was in a dive, local bar in NYC called The Candle . I met this guy, not particularly my type. But he was a smooth talker. He was approximately 5'10", muscular but in a very, very thin way. Creepy almost. We chat on and on and in my head I'm thinking "just go home, he's not your type." But he was one of those people who turn good looking once you get to know them. Long story short, we end up going to his place. So I walk into this apartment which had the longest entrance hallway that went on forever until it opened up into a living room. There was no furniture except for a huge wooden piece of furniture that resembled a bureau/altar. I thought "This makes me uncomfortable." So the guy offers me a drink, I decline - as does he. Now during all of this, creepy guy is perfectly, suspiciously and overly charming. I didn't trust him. But stupid, stupid Ryan. Anyway, clothes began to come off, no sex yet. I'm thinking "altar/no furniture, weird candles, and way too charming - is this guy some sort of devil? Oh Ryan Charisma, you're insane he's not the devil. You've obviously been watching too many horror movies" So now I'm all in my head and not into what's going on, we're down to our underwear. Suddenly creepy guy gets up and heads toward the kitchen saying he wanted a drink and (of course) offered me one. I declined wrapped up in the thoughts of this guy being the devil. He comes back into the room and looks at me. He says "why are you looking at me like that?" "Like what?" I said. "Like I'm Satan" he said. Uh oh. Not a good thing to hear. Somehow, I was dressing and running, running for my life, running down the endless hallway to the LOCKED door. I clumsily fiddled with the locks thinking to myself how horrible that I'm like the girls in the horror movies. At least I wasn't screaming, I was scared. I got out and ran home to Jason, my roommate at the time. He'll attest to all of you. I needed a pint of Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey to get through the night. It was that scary.

drumstruck

My friend Michael invited me to see this show last night. It's not a play. It's music! I walked into the theater to find that on every seat a 2 foot drum. Needless to say, before the show there was lots of wanna-be percussionists. Being only slightly jaded and bitter, I didn't mind, but thought to myself: "I'm very glad I don't have a headache." I have to tell you what a fun musical experience this was. The whole audience joined this 11 member troupe which consisted of both South and West African percussionists to create fun music together. I highly recommend this show for people bringing older kids (6-13) to the city. By the end of the show not only have you met each musician through a drum solo, dance solo, monologue & of course conducting the audience on their instruments; but your spirits have risen joyously. What a fun time! Did I mention the men are buff?

That's Me!

Well my beautiful people, my friend Michael S. has found me on the Internet. I'm in some stranger's profile. How did I end up in this picture? Here is Carlos' profile. That's me behind the Foster Grants! Hey everyone keep your eyes open I don't even know where I'll pop up next. Maybe this could be a new game? Find Ryan Charisma on the Internet. And no, my own profiles don't count.

kisses!