Lessons lived

I went to a memorial service today. It was magnificent. Top shelf liquor, a room full of colleagues and friends, a vibrant program printed in reds and greens. I don’t recall the last time I went to something like this, but I think we should do them more often. As is a popular opinion, I think we should hold them when we’re living, perhaps three-quarters of the way through the expected life span, so that the honoree can hear all the beautiful things their loved ones say about them. I also think we should be required to go to them, maybe twice a year, even if we don’t lose someone close to us. They’re a nice kick in the pants, a reminder that there is much to do and people who are out there doing it. I don’t know if my headache is from the crying or the two Diet Cokes I had one after the other, but I need to write my take aways in a list tonight. Maybe to revisit.

1. People who live awesome lives and have awesome memorial services take the time to keep in touch with friends and family.

I’m awful at this. So, so awful, a situation not made better by the advent of electronic communication. I haven’t talked on the phone since 1953 and I don’t plan to change that, so I’ve got to think of a better way to do this. Friends are so important to me, and I know that I don’t make them feel as if they are. The people of awesome lives and memorial services take the time for drinks after work or the conversation after the lecture ends. They don’t beeline for the car in dark sunglasses. This one will be hard.

2. People who seize life get off their asses.

It takes a good long time to make a true impact in this world, so you’d best get to it.

3. People with lives well documented let people take pictures of them.

This one is easier for me, but difficult for so many people in my life. These are the people who only have pictures of their kids in their Facebook albums. Hell, they’re the people that refuse to have Facebook profiles to begin with. It’s true that none of us wants to see ourselves in an unflattering light, but this is so much bigger than any of us. Pictures are important. They’re a part of your legacy. No one will care after you’re gone if you had five chins.

4. Those with a zest for life remember to live it in the details.

Take note of an interaction at the DMV, the blazing red of the maple on the northeast corner of the park, the thing you said to your boss that you probably shouldn’t have. Laugh about the details with friends, document them. Live them. If nothing else, they make for great stories when you’re dead.

5. Those who are well loved make people feel like they’re important in the moment.

Several different people commented on how this woman always asked questions about them. About how she didn’t brag, didn’t try to steal the stage. In conversations, she was present, curious, inquisitive. I need to work on the present part.

6. Those who know passion and persistence drink one hell of a life cocktail.

Wealth, luck, talent and genius may not even make it into the glass.

7. Those who grab life by the ears also take time to help others along the way.

We don’t have to — and won’t — be Mother Theresa, but people remember the darndest things that you do for them. You may not view it as a big gesture, but they might. Be snarky, be sassy, be irreverent, but be kind.

8. The happy live life as themselves.

You sure look good in those pictures when you’re taking trips you want to take, wearing that color you love and not the one your mother thinks suits you, when you’re doing the things that make you happy. Not the things that best pass time or the ones you should be doing. The things that make you happy.

9. The wondrous live lives enriched by animals or children.

Or both, if you’re really a sucker.

10. The lovely ones teach.

Formally or informally, there’s stuff you know that can help other people to live better lives, and if you’re really lucky, those people will help other people in turn. And it will spread just as it did in that awful Pay It Forward movie, only yours will be infinitely cooler in that it really happened, and that there was a jolt to the universe during the moments you were a part of it.

We should all be so lucky.

Always

Anyone who has read any of my tweets for the past month knows I spent much of those four weeks watching Friday Night Lights. All five seasons in fewer weeks, one episode after another, capped off by a weekend with a cold spent glued to the couch and the final 26. That’s one fine, fine show, people. It will sound silly but I felt the need to document that I watched it, that I was there in the lives of these people, if only for a short time. Because they felt like people I might know.  Which is odd for a girl from the northeast who thought anyone west of the Mississippi couldn’t spell his name and slept with a shotgun.  I really felt like I knew them, or could know them, and that a marriage like the one that Coach and Tami Taylor had, one in which your spouse makes you insufferably angry but you’re still consumed with love for him, one in which the spaces in your togetherness make for touching and meaningful moments in between, was and is possible.

I felt like I knew the flawed and yet completely loveable Tim Riggins, the man you’d regret taking your pants off for but would invite back to your dinner table. For the equally flawed Buddy Garrity, a man you’d never take your pants off for but whose love of his town and team make you respect him in a way you didn’t think possible. And dear god, let us not speak of Matt Saracen, and his befuddled self so full of selflessness for that delightful and at times batty grandmother of his. Let us talk about how we should all have so much life in our eyes as she does when she sees that boy or finds Coach Taylor on her front stoop.  I wanted Tyra to go to a decent college and Lyla to stop looking so damn hard and Vince to stay on the right track like it was my job, people. Like suddenly I was Mrs. Tami Taylor and these kids were indeed beyond standardized test scores, were living, breathing hope on screen, the hope that we can all overcome odds and make something of ourselves and love and feel and fight like we’re Street at 17, or Tami at 37, or Mrs. Saracen at 70.

I’m thrilled at the way that the writers ended the series, with something of a life goes on approach, leaving you feeling like you might run in to Tami at Whole Foods, or Becks with that championship ring on a tiny chain round her neck, lingering at the Alamo Freeze. I feel something I can only describe as excitement that each of these character’s lives is following the trajectory of that last pass at State; they’re each just going for it, high and long, and we don’t really know just what will happen. I’d like to think that they’re still in forward motion: Tami buying a winter wardrobe, Coach barking at a new band of boys, Tyra going back to blond, the Riggins boys doing all things legal while tipsy, Lyla learning to love in a way that doesn’t hurt, Julie growing up in a way that doesn’t hurt others, and someone finally taking care of Matt. Whatever they would be doing, we were somehow led through five seasons to a point at which we know that there is just where they’d need to be. And it was pretty fantastic to witness the journey.

A-List

I tend to be a minimum of 15 years late to all parties, and so it was with this one. TIME Magazine compiled their list of Top Characters of All Time, and as it goes with Lists That Proclaim the Top Anything, I hated it and questioned the intelligence of its creator and looked up his address so I might set his house on fire. Then I decided to create one of my own.

The following is the start of my List of Top Characters of All Time, just over 50 to start with here. They’re from both television and film. I’ll say right off the bat that you won’t find Lucy Ricardo or any of the characters from Seinfeld here, because I’d like to set myself on fire rather than watch either. You’ll also not find characters that I really felt were better housed on a List of Best Ensembles or some such thing (see the Bluths, the women of Sex and the City and Steel Magnolias). Also missing are those characters I’ve never seen or simply don’t remember due to not being born or extreme intoxication.

I found it difficult at times to separate character from the actor’s performance, but I’d guess in many cases we just don’t need to. I was going to think about it further so as to include only those characters that would have been rich independent of performance, but then I realized that no one was paying me to do this.

THE WINO’S LIST OF THE TOP 51 FILM AND TELEVISION CHARACTERS THAT SHE HOPES WON’T MAKE YOU WANT TO SET HER HOUSE ON FIRE

Alex P. Keaton, Family Ties
Anton Chigurh, No Country for Old Men
Atticus Finch, To Kill a Mockingbird
Aurora Greenway, Terms of Endearment
Babe, Babe
Benjamin Linus, Lost
Blanche Devereaux, the Golden Girls
Bridget Jones, Bridget Jones Series
Brooks Hatlen, The Shawshank Redemption
Celie Johnson, The Color Purple
Chuck Nolan, Cast Away
Clair Huxtable, The Cosby Show
Clarice Starling, Silence of the Lambs
Clark Griswold, National Lampoon’s Vacation
Constance, American Horror Story
Dan Fielding, Night Court
David Addison, Moonlighting
David Brent, The Office (UK)
Dexter Morgan, Dexter
Dick Loudon, Newhart
Don Draper, Mad Men
Dorothy Michaels, Tootsie
Doug Ross, ER
E.T., E.T.: The Extra Terrestrial
Eve Harrington, All About Eve
Gregory House, House
J.R. Ewing, Dallas
Jack Butler, Mr. Mom
Jack Donaghy, 30 Rock
Judy Benjamin, Private Benjamin
Julia Sugarbaker, Designing Women
Julian Wells, Less Than Zero
Kenny, South Park
Keyser Söze, The Usual Suspects
Maria von Trapp, The Sound of Music
Martha, Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Marty McFly, Back to the Future
Marty, Beautiful Girls
Mona Robinson, Who’s the Boss?
Nellie Oleson, Little House on the Prairie
Niles Crane, Frasier
Patrick Bateman, American Psycho
Phoebe Buffay, Friends
Rudy Ruettiger, Rudy
The Grinch, How the Grinch Stole Christmas
WALL-E, WALL-E
Wicked Witch of the West, The Wizard of Oz
Will Freeman, About a Boy
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Amadeus
Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman (TV)

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