You just keep thinkin, Butch. That’s what you’re good at.

Robert Redford kept popping up today. He must have noticed I mentioned him last night in my movie list and forgot to list Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.

One of the times was in the Twilight Zone episode, Nothing in the Dark, where he plays Death and has this fantastic quote that I feel is applicable to more than just death, but any sort of large change.

You see. No shock. No engulfment. No tearing asunder.
What you feared would come like an explosion is like a whisper.
What you thought was the end is the beginning.

Butch and Sundance jump off the cliff

I’m listening to the masters for my band’s EP and I want to play all of them for you ESPECIALLY ONE IN PARTICULAR, but I think the idea is to wait until we actually release them. I’m so proud of us, especially after listening to our first recordings. They sounded like utter crap, but also had a ton of potential and we just liked each other so we stuck with it and now I’m listening to songs that an Actual Band recorded and it’s amazing. Yay us.

The word “tolerating” was seen in a post linked on Facebook earlier tonight. How long do you tolerate a situation before action? And what is the right action to take?

Earlier today, thanks to A Big Important Day at Work, I had my People Person Persona on, which, contrary to what it sounds like I’m saying here, is genuine. I genuinely do enjoy interacting with people and connecting with them (as long as it’s not in a retail situation and then you can just drop me out the nearest window). It’s just that if I have it on for too long, I end up face down on my bed’s comforter, drooling, in the early evening.

During this time of repose, I had thoughts running through my head, prompted by all of the movies I was thinking about last night and how poorly certain grandiose actions and displays, that seem at least somewhat reasonable in context with a plot, would be taken in real life. And it’s always dudes. Dudes jumping from cliffs to save their necks, dudes holding the stereo over their head, dudes being unreasonable as heroic plot points.

I got meta during our improv set on Friday night, bringing my typecasting as “the bride” and “the mom” in the first two scenes into play. We were a little rough, with one of our guys out due to family commitments, but we are also pretty well-known (amongst the handful of people that come to see us) for breaking the scene rules to good effect. And so we ran with it and tackled it and got all topical.

Back to pop culture for a moment. This stuff is why I love Starbuck from Battlestar Galactica and Claire Underwood from House of Cards so much. They are fully-realized, fallible, amazing, simultaneously bad asses and vulnerable. They are female characters that do what needs to be done, even if it seems unreasonable. And I think continually being reasonable leads to an overabundance of tolerance.

Tolerating a situation implies a state of limbo or a finite time frame. “I will tolerate this until…” Accept or deny it and move forward (she tells herself).