This is a list of all of the classes I feel like taking lately so that you can get a small glimpse into how my mind always wants to do a million things:
Desserts and baking
Sewing
Stained glass making
I want a certificate from Sotheby’s or Christie’s Auctioneers in appraising antiques
Beading would be fun
Cake decorating
Pottery – hand throwing and wheel throwing
Photoshop
InDesign
Lightroom and editing
Hair – I want to get my hair license so I can cut my friends and family’s hair for easy cash from home!
Printmaking – I always want to take printmaking
Weaving – fun or weird?
Bonsai Trees – and other indoor plants, I guess
Ukulele Lessons – so I can finally learn to play my uke!
Digital Photography – well, I’ll take that once I get an SLR!
Real Estate license – would be interesting and I would probably be good at it
Architecture, architecture history, architectural restoration and preservation
Architectural rendering
Web design and code
Art restoration – always, always.

I was disappointed by that final two minutes of Parenthood that so many others enjoyed. I wanted it to be the Six Feet Under finale. I wanted to know so much more! I could have guessed that Adam became the headmaster and that Max graduated from high school; it wasn’t far-fetched to assume those two things would happen. I wish they would have fleshed out that branch of the Bravermans story a little more, like how Amber got some serious resolution. And Crosby had a non-story too! Wow, The Luncheonette reopened, as you already said it would. How about he and Jasmine having more kids, or growing old together, or Jabar being in ballet professionally or something?

And Aaron Sorkin totally phoned it in on the finale to The Newsroom, and, frankly, to a good chunk of the final season. I have already hashed a bunch of my disappointment out on facebook with fellow disappointed viewers Maggie and Carl. We were all really bummed that the garage band/ That’s How I Got To Memphis scene even existed, and felt like Sorkin saw much more in his writing of the line “I’m a musician first, news anchor second” than we did (or whatever the fuck he said). I paraphrased it. It was a dumb line. Neil’s back. Yay. Terrible television.

And, surprise to absolutely no one, I’m still upset about the LOST finale. It doesn’t make any fucking sense and they knew they were going to end and had plenty of time to develop it into making sense. Instead they chose to cast even more actors and create even more characters to convolute the story even further, among the many, many other problems with the last few episodes of LOST.

Why can’t all finales be like Six Feet Under?