I feel bad for Opie. She ranted and raved about James Fry’s nonfiction memoir- A Million Little Pieces. Apparently, this guy wrote a book which he said chronicles his life as a drunk, drug addict criminal and tells whopping stories of his trials and tribulations. Oprah was so moved by this book, it kept her up all night reading and she later announced it as part of her book club. Little did she realize that first night was only one of many that would keep her up because of this book.
Turns out that Fry fabricated parts of the book. Which parts are true and which parts aren’t are still up for debate. I’m watching Oprah’s show right now and she has him on as a guest. She basically wants to know why he put this book out there as the truth, only to find out, months later, that he significantly exaggerated the story.
I applaud Oprah for bringing him back on the show to explain himself, and I applaud Fry for making an appearance.
Opie’s asking him all kinds of questions, whats true, what isn’t. He stated that every person or “character” in the book is real, but he exaggerated certain parts of their story b/c he “probably remembers things bigger than they actually were.” Finally, Oprah said, “what parts of the book are fabricated?” and Fry replies “very little.” Approximately 2 mins later, she asks if Lilly really committed suicide by hanging herself and Fry replied “Yes, she killed herself.” So then Oprah pressed on, “by hanging herself?” Fry: “No, she slit her wrists.” (audience gasps). Opie: “so, why did you lie about that? Is hanging more dramatic than slitting wrists?” Fry: “No, neither is more dramatic than the other. I told you, I probably remember things being bigger than they were.”
Then he continues by saying that every character has fabricated parts in the book. Which, you know, goes with his previous statement that “very little was fabricated.”
Poor Oprah. Maybe she and I should form a “we’ve been publically dupped” club and Fry and my former roommate can be the poster children. I’ve got several college friends that could be charter members.
Similarities in our stories:
Oraph to Fry: “why would you lie about novocain?”
Jessica to former roomie: “Why would you lie about being a chemistry major when you were really a history major?
Oprah to Fry: “why would you lie about Lilly?”
Jessica to former roomie: “why would you lie about female body parts being pierced when they’re really not?”
I really just feel badly for her. I do have advice for her (since I know she reads my blog): “Oprah, the best thing to do is diagnose Fry with multiple mental illnesses, and move on with life. Trust me, it’s much easier to accept if you think of it that way. I still love ya, girl.”
January 26th, 2006
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Since I’m off work today (thus the influx of entries), I decided to begin better organizing my digital photos. I would like some semblence of organization so I can more easily find pics when I need them.
I signed up for a 
account. I’m still trying to figure out how exactly to manage it, but in the meantime, I want to share my kitty fotos.
Our kitties….are dang cute! Check them out.
January 26th, 2006
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Saturday night, my work hosted a Trivia Night to benefit Memorial Foundation (the philanthropic arm of Memorial Hospital). Its the first philanthropy I’ve coordinated since my college days, so I was really nervous, but the turnout was awesome, each and every table filled and we raised over $1,000!
Dr. Morrison came up with all of the categories and questions. Kids, the man is a genius.
Wish you could have been there to challenge the packed house? Think you could have done better than the winning team which racked up 70/100 points?
Check out the questions (and answers) and see how you do.
Rounds 1 & 2
Rounds 3-6
Rounds 7-10
Have fun!
January 26th, 2006
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One of the many things I love about my husband:
When we first married, we celebrated Happy Tuesdays. Happy Tuesdays began when Craig started bringing me home a gift every Tuesday after he was done seeing clients. I think the first gift was the Josh Gracin CD. I also remember getting Phantom of the Opera DVD, too.
The only real reason Tuesdays were important was because new CDs and DVDs are released on Tuesdays. So, Craig would swing by Target on his way home, and pick up one of the new releases.
Because I love Craig so much, I returned the Happy Tuesday gesture and began giving him gifts. Initially, mine started out as tangible, “he’ll love this!” gifts, but it quickly turned into gifts from the heart. One time, I donated money to the Red Cross in his name and left the print out on his keyboard for him to see. It was right after the Tsunami and I desperately wanted to help, but money was (and remains) tight, so I donated money and made it Craig’s Happy Tuesday gift. He was moved by the gesture, but I’m sure he secretly hoped my next gift would be one that was truly “for him.” Well, the next week, I donated extra money to our church and gave him a card that read “Happy Tuesday, Honey! Money I thought about using to buy you a gift has instead been donated to our church! Love you!”
This series of events reminds me a lot of how things were in college. Every special event, I would get this wild idea of something I wanted to do for Craig. For his birthday one year, I decided to make a slide show of our life together and set it to music. Back then, putting together a slide show was a lot of work b/c no one had digital cameras and I had to scan every picture and resize it to fit the power point slide. I also had a lot of trouble inserting the music once I finally finished with the slides. Long story short- he got part of his present about a year AFTER his birthday (the slide show without the music).
On several occassions, I also decided to “make” him other gifts….a photo album, a picture frame, etc. I would trek with Walmart with the girls, buy all of the necessary craft supplies, and then get back to the dorm and start with the project, but I’d get distracted and basically, Craig never really got his gifts. He does, however, have a pile of cards with “IOUs” written inside the left cover of the card.
Throughout all of this, Craig has been a real trooper. Despite my crazy idea of what a “great gift” would be for him, he always kept up with his REAL gift giving…and thats one of the many things I love about him.
Nowadays, we’ve agreed that we have much more than we could ever need in a lifetime, so when a special event rolls around, rather than running out to buy something we don’t need just to be able to give each other a gift, instead- we agree on a dollar amount and put money into one of our several “funds.” For birthdays, we put money into the furniture fund (for when we have a house and want a new bedroom set). Craig was a little hesitant at first, but when he enjoyed the rewards of his patience (delayed gratification) when we bought our 46″ HDTV last fall, he has since decided he really likes this “savings thing.”
Muuuuahhhh…..love you baby!
January 26th, 2006
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I got to thinking last night about the places I’ve visited in my 26 years of existance. My sophomore year was the first big trip of my life. I went to New York City with my May Term Fine Arts Class. It was a blast. I saw 7 shows on Broadway in 6 days, including Beauty and the Beast, Ragtime, Rent, Phantom of the Opera, and the New York Symphony (I can’t remember the other shows I saw).
We stayed at the Ameritana in Times Square. We walked EVERYWHERE, it was exhausting. But, I was on a contstant high from being in NYC that I never really felt as tired as I probably was.
People that went with me: Rocki and Shandra. I know Kym Powell went, too, but we weren’t really friends at the time.
Things I remember about the trip: It was the first time I tried Cheese Cake and I Loved it! I had never tried it before, well b/c it was called CHEESE cake……who in their right mind would take something sweet like cake and add cheese to it? I was scared to ever try it and finally decided to while in NYC. Good thing I did!
While touring the New York Symphany Hall, there was a screening of NBC’s fall line up, so we got to see Kelsey Grammer, Dean Cain, Teri Hatcher, and someone else, but I can’t remember who. I was psyched that I got to see them up close. Kelsey even spoke with us (all I really remember was thinking “Man, that girl he’s with looks half his age!). When I got my pictures from the trip developed, every pic expect the close up of Kelsey came out fine. What I don’t understand is- if the stupid film developer person really wanted a pic of Mr. Grammer so badly, whey didn’t he/she just print another pic instead of taking mine? Bastard/Skank.
The day we saw Phantom was fabulous! Phantom was my favorite musical, even though I had never seen it. I loved the soundtrack and loved the story. So, on a rainy afternoon, we decided to eat at the Harley Davidson cafe and then catch a cab to see Phantom. We bought tickets earlier in the day- I handed the lady $60 and said “give me the best seat I can get for this money.” She took the money, handed me a ticket and I promptly ran over to the Seating chart of the theater. OH MY GOD! I had front row tickets to see Phantom!
So, after lunch at the Harley Davidson cafe, we tried “hailing” a cab, and a limo pulled up right beside us. It was raining outside and we were getting drenched, but when the limo pulled up, we got really excited about whoever was about to get out. Turns out the driver wanted to give us a ride to “wherever we were going” for $5 a person! HELLO! The five of us piled into the limo and made our way to the Theatre to see Phantom. Needless to say, this was the best possible way I could think of to arrive to see my favorite show.
The funniest part was when we pulled up to the theatre, and all of these people were standing in line (in the rain) to buy tickets and they got so excited to see who was about to walk out of the limo and LONE BEHOLD: Five soaking wet, Kentucky girls! Get out your cameras, people! We take great pictures!
Anyway, we get into the theater and I take my seat up in row BB (AA was technically the “first row” but it wasn’t a full row since it was split by the orchestra pit). I was so excited I remember thinking I probably would have wet my pants had the show not started so soon.
The best part of the whole experience: As I waited anxiously in the front row, I saw the conductor take a phone call (he was standing in position ready to que the orchestra), hang up the phone, then he looked around, saw me, winked, and then started the music!
The lights dimmed and the show began.
One of the most memorable moments of my college experience. I’ll never forget it.
January 26th, 2006
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