Cory Monteith: Gone Too Soon

When I woke up yesterday to the news that Cory Monteith had died, I was in a state of shock. Initially, I couldn’t process the words I was reading- it just had to be a joke, a dream, or a really bad plot in a show I was watching. Cory couldn’t be dead, he was only 31!

coryExcept unfortunately he is, and while we don’t yet know the cause of death, chances are that it was alcohol and drug related. Cory never shied away from his troubled past, which came into light even more so lately when his relapse sent him back to rehab in April. To know what obstacles he overcame- dropping out of high school and being an addict at 19- and then turning his life around and becoming the adorable boy on a hit TV show and ultimately dating his beautiful costar, shows a journey that was cut far too short. It’s just a shame that these demons most likely got the best of him in the end and that he wasn’t able to persevere.

This hurts on an even deeper level for me because of my personal feelings for him. I met Cory once and while it was just a press event and I surely didn’t make an impact on his life, his goofy grin and bedroom eyes will forever be etched in my mind just like a scene on Glee that I still manage to know inside and out. Anyone who knows me knows of my love of Glee, mostly the cast more so than the show at this point. If you didn’t know that, all you had to do is look above at the banner of this blog to see the faces of Dianna Agron, Lea Michele, and Cory staring back at you. Except now I can’t even look at a picture of Cory without filling with sadness because I know that these pictures will never happen again in the future.

The future of Glee also seems bleak. Even though Finn didn’t have as large of a role in the fourth season, he was still an integral part of the show. Even without him, how can we all sing along without feeling sad? How can we watch without thinking that he’s gone? How will Lea Michele go to work every day knowing that her boyfriend is dead? I personally would not be able to function.

I feel like Cory was a part of my extended family, and that may sound deranged, but Glee was a major part of my life for reasons that not everyone will understand. Glee had the power to bring a friend and I even closer, and yes, we may have become borderline obsessive with our feelings but Glee was something that just made sense to us. In our own alternate reality, Cory/Finn Hudson would be the man she married and the friend I turned to in times of need. And now all we have left is the fantasy, that truly cannot come true now.

None of this feels real. And maybe it’s best to continue pretending that it’s not because I want to look back at Glee and remember happier times. Times when the fantasy was alive; inspired that there was hope for better days on the horizon. It may all sound crazy but it’s something that I will always hold near and dear to my heart, just like Cory.

Cory Monteith
May 11 1982 – July 13, 2013

Forever yours, faithfully



It’s All Coming Back To Me Now

Glee should always air for 2 hours. Correction: Glee should always air for 2 hours when it was as good and magical as it was last night. “Props” and “Nationals” were solid and well written episodes. Especially if you mute the TV every time Finchel has a scene. Then it’s phenomenal!

My only complaint in the entire 2 hours is that they didn’t let the body swap last for nearly long enough. I was just getting used to Puck as Blaine and Rachel as Tina when they pulled us back into reality. I could have certainly had some more Santana mimicking Artie and Quinn as the giddy Sugar. Spot on. Yet, it served its purpose to bring Tina Cohen-Chang front and center for an episode. Finally! How long have I been complaining that Tina is ignored? Long enough for me to receive a text message last night stating: “I think the writers read your blog.” So, on that note, thank you very much for taking my thoughts into consideration. Please hire me for season 4, I have some fresh ideas I would love to share with the world. Call me!

While Props tidied up the lingering Coach Bieste domestic abuse storyline, Puck’s angst, and Rachel’s quest for acceptance into NYADA, “Nationals” brought us back to what Glee is really about. The music. The camaraderie. The desire to make a dream come true. While Brittany lost her pillow and blanket out the window (disaster!) everyone started fighting over dance moves. So Santana unleashed her rage and gave everyone a piece of her mind before Mr. Schue was there to remind the kids that they want to win so badly; that their last Nationals meant that much to them. And to us viewers at home, who have watched these kids struggle at coming in #1 when it mattered.

On stage, they were flawless. Lea Michele gave Celine Dion a run for her money  on “All Coming Back To Me Now.” That voice could move mountains I swear. Add in the ladies going to the “Edge of Glory” and back again for “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” and you have one solid performance. For the first time ever, I agreed with Lindsay Lohan. Those New Directions were great. Everybody appreciates a comeback, especially Ms. Lohan. And it’s a good thing the judges agreed because we never would have gotten to see those happy faces accepting their trophy and marching back to McKingley.


“Tongue Tied” is not only one of my favorite songs of the past few months, but it’s also now associated with my favorite Glee scene of all time. This montage was so beautiful and happy, that yes, I cried. It was just so perfect! The fear of rejection turned into complete praise, jubilation, confetti, sparkling cider, dip kisses in the hall, Emma going all the way, just everything that I imagine heaven to be like. Minus Finchel. I still think that’s hell.

These 2 episodes have had me thinking about my own high school graduation quite a lot. And with next week’s “Goodbye” episode, I think I’ll cry more than my own graduation because at least I knew I would see my friends again. My fictional friends, I may never see again.

Damn all these feelings, coming back to me now

Shipping Wars: Destroying the Internet Since Forever

We live in a very combative society. Rather than focus on the similarities one has with another, people focus on the differences.

“He went a community college, I’m Ivy League. She dyes her hair at home, I go to the salon. I drink Pepsi, Coke sucks.”

Rather than stating, “Hey we’re both educated, get our hair done, and like soda,” the differences are singled out. This is much more noticeable on the Internet, where you better have your body armor on if you dare decide to make a comment about a TV characters or a celebrity in a public space, like Tumblr.

A recent blog post of mine about the obviously staged “romance” between two Gleeks has been getting a lot of views. Almost all the feedback has been positive because yes, people agree with me. Yet last night, I got my first batch of “hate mail.” I guess that’s when you know you’ve made an impact- you’ve ruffled some 14 year old’s Selena Gomez pajamas.

Everyone is allowed to have their own opinion but the fact that fans of the same show, and of the same people, can be so inclined to rip one another apart like a vulture on a freshly available carcass in the woods just because they don’t agree 100% on the Internet is just wrong.

So to mimic one of the people I admire most, I’m going to answer those messages here, like Tina Fey so perfectly did in Bossypants when she published and replied to rude Internet comments:

Dear Anonymous #1,

You don’t know me nor do you know the experience I do have. You’re the only sending anonymous messages to a stranger on a Friday night. Maybe you should re-evaluate your own life choices.

Dear Anonymous #2,

I’m sorry that you’re bored by my words. I would be a lump of useless misery too if I was you. Falling for everything that the media shows you is a pretty sad and mundane existence. It’s almost as sad as the fact that you probably asked your Justin Bieber cardboard stand-up for advice on what to say to me.

Dear Anonymous #3.

Please pick up the nearest dictionary. Oh, you don’t know what that is? Okay, then please go to and look up the word “Opinion.” With me so far? Okay, good. Now look up “Blog.” Now put it them together in a sentence and repeat after me: “A blog is the work of one expressing themselves and their opinions.” Welcome to the real world, good luck existing.

In conclusion, the following needs to be reiterated:

  • I will never believe that Lea Michele and Cory Monteith are dating. N-E-V-E-R
  • Achele FTW. Internet slang, I can do it too.
  • I don’t care how many tween Monchele fans come after me. Their real “ship” name should be Mith because that’s exactly what it is (and at least I know the proper spelling is with a ‘y’)
  • Sarcasm is one of the greatest tools of the English language.

Thank you all and have a great day! (said without sarcasm)

Case of the Cray Cray: Lea & Cory Style

This post is dedicated to my friend Sara, who has been resisting the urge to purge like a bulimic model since hearing about this last week.

According to the rumblings on the street and on entertainment sites from here to Timbuktu, Lea Michele and Cory Monteith are dating. In the words of Jay Z and Kanye West… That shit cray!

I am so certain that they are not really dating that I am willing to bet you my ovaries and toss in a kidney while I’m at it. I won’t buy it even if she’s pregnant and gives birth to an oversized Canadian baby. I’d still chuckle and say, “That shit cray.”

There’s a little something called Public Relations and Marketing that works behind the scenes of everything from your favorite celebrity to the brand of body wash you use. Yep, next time you’re showering, think about how someone else influenced you to rub that all over yourself.

That’s not to say all people are mindless fools who take everything at face value; but if you look at the comments section on all these Lea and Cory articles, you see tweens who don’t know the difference between ‘their’ ‘they’re’ and ‘there’ freaking out because “OMG FINCHEL IS REAL OMG I LOVE THEM!” Gag.

As someone who went to school for and worked in the Public Relations field, I think I have a pretty solid idea of a Showmance when I see one. I saw it with fellow Gleek Dianna Agron and her “boyfriend” Alex Pettyfer to promote their movie I Am Number 4. That story went as far to say they were engaged a week before the movie came out and then as soon as it did, and bombed, they announced their breakup. When later asked about her ‘romance,’ she stated, “Who even said we were together?” Preach!

In the case of Lea and Cory, it’s all too convenient to pair them up. It’s also pathetic. Fox executives are so desperate to hold on to their Glee money boat. With ratings dropping solidly every week, and outlandish episodes like Michael Jackson not even bringing in an audience, they had to turn to Plan B. What’s the fastest way to get people interested? Say that your leading stars and on-screen couple are now dating in real life. And what PERFECT timing to leak this story on the day that their characters are slated to get married!

I refer to this as the Mr. & Mrs. Smith Effect. Ever since the filming of that movie, when rumors were swirling about Brangelina, everyone wants to be a copycat. They just forget that Brangelina had real chemistry and that’s why the movie was so damn good- it was believable! Lea and Cory? They have about as much as on-screen chemistry as you and the homeless person you pass in the subway station every day. And you expect us to believe they’re together in real life? L-O-L has never had more meaning.

So even if we get some sort of PDA heavy pictures soon, I will know they were staged with paparazzi. Just like Dianna and new fake beau Sebastian Stan on Valentine’s Day. Anyone sensing the bigger picture here?

My guess is that neither party will address the issue for the next 7 weeks. Obviously, their people will want to keep the mystery alive during the hiatus. Because wondering about the outcome of a car crash isn’t enough! Then depending on the fate of Finchel, they may either confirm their “relationship” or put the rumors to rest. If they go with the “together” route, they’ll undoubtedly “break up” over the summer but “vow to remain friends” and on to season 4 they go.

It’s all just so transparent. There’s a reason they say less is more. That’s because the couple that stays out of the limelight is hidden for a reason. Right Dianna?


Thou Shall Not Play Music Over Meryl Streep

The 11th Commandment has been written:

Thou Shall Not Play Music Over Meryl Streep

The Hollywood Foreign Press Association committed a sin at last night’s Golden Globes by playing music over the phenomenal actress as she accepted her statue for Best Actress in a Drama. It’s only her 8th Golden Globe; who are they to cut into her time being utterly adorable realizing she forgot her glasses and couldn’t read her speech?  To cut Meryl off is the equivalent of interrupting God.

Aside from that, the 69th annual Globes were relatively calm and sedated, especially given that the controversial Ricky Gervais was hosting again. He managed to get a few good punches in but was completely upstaged by Madonna who fought back to her like a virgin stab by comparing him to a girl. While the show itself was tame and considered boring by the critics, it was a joy to watch because for the most part, those who deserved to win walked away with statues.

Especially deserving was Octavia Spencer for her great performance in The Help. It was heart warming to see her reaction, and that of Melissa McCarthy who cried as Octavia began her speech. Sadly, Bridesmaids didn’t win for Best Comedy or Musical, but this show proved that no creative dream is impossible as The Artist was the night’s biggest winner along with The Descendants.

Fashion was also one of the biggest winners of the night with a great variety of colors and styles walking the carpet. Even with a tough classy competition,  these ladies managed to stand out amongst the crowd:

Angelina Jolie, Kate Beckinsale, Lea Michele, Dianna Agron, and Claire Danes.

While these dresses were just as bad as Kelly Osbourne’s hair:

Kelly Osbourne, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Piper Perabo

With Oscar nominations only 8 days away, the award season is just kicking off and the Globes were the perfect appetizer. Hopefully the Academy doesn’t break the 11th Commandment when they hand Meryl her 3rd Oscar.

Wednesday’s Writer Wins: Get It Right

If there’s one thing the Glee writers have tried to emphasize it’s that patience is a virtue. It’s worth the wait for some. For others, the wait continues. But it’s Regionals and the focus belongs on the music.

Season 2 Episode 16 Original Song


Image credit: Adam Rose/Fox



Got It Right

  1. New Directions win! After that god awful tie at Sectionals, the kids prove to be the real winners.
  2. Their songs were just so perfect. “Get It Right” was beautifully sung and performed by Lea. “Loser Like Me” had the inspiring words and pep that we should expect from the talented group who refuse to be knocked down.
  3. The other original songs of the night were just as entertaining. “Trouty Mouth.” Whoever thought something so seductive sounding could be so insulting. Down with them guppy lips! “Big Ass Heart” was cute and makes Puck become more likable with his longing for Lauren. “Hell to the No” – more like hell yeah!
  4. Rachel’s strength. She could have easily crumpled, cried, or even hit up her dads’ liquor cabinet after Quinn knocked her with a dose of reality, but instead she channeled her emotion into writing a great song. She is better than Lima and better off without Finn.
  5. The kiss heard round the world. While part of me is still frustrated that Klaine got a kiss after 7 episodes while it’s been 2 seasons for others, this was too adorable not to clap for. It’s also a major step in the right direction for television. Now lets just hope Kurt returns to New Directions ASAP and have his Warbler boyfriend on the side.
  6. Speaking of which, last night had to be the end of the singing Warblers right? I’m so over them taking away screen time from our Gleeks!
  7. “Can you stop staring at me? I can’t remember my locker combo.” Ah to be flustered, angsty, and in love. Thanks for at least some continuity this week Murph!
  8. Kurt got to sing not once, but twice! That was a much appreciated break in continuity.


  1. Oh Quinn. Why can’t she just give up on Finn and not torment poor Rachel? Even if she basically told Rachel that she’s destined for a better life, no high schooler likes being told that the person they love is going to marry someone else. Especially when that someone else is Quinn Fabray, who is trying to keep her enemies closer.
  2. Brittana. Santitany. Stalemate! Brittany pushed the dumb card even further by asking “did I do something wrong?” DUH! She just doesn’t get it at all nor does she understand that she’s with the wrong person. I really hope she the writers wake up because upcoming spoilers predict a potential rocky road unless changes happen. No me gusta!
  3. The Dirt Locker didn’t seem fair considering the former Cheerios have enough problems to deal with, let alone be given a literal landslide by their former coach.
  4. The Palin/O’Donnell imitating Kathy Griffin. At first it was hilarious with the references to Twitter and witch hunts, but when criticizing the “Candles” duet, her commentary was a mentality that is sadly held by too many people to actually be funny. One joke too far possibly.

During the next month, I’ll be contemplating the return of Holly Holiday, the fate of Fuinn, how Bartie can die, and most importantly, the solidification of Brittana. See you in a month!

Lea Michele Too Sexy? Or Not Sexy Enough?

Enter from stage left, Lea Michele channeling Julie Andrews belting:

The news is alive with the sounds of sexism.

Okay, so Lea hasn’t been doing her own rendition of The Sound of Music but I think she should. For the second time, Lea has come under fire for being “too sexy” on a magazine cover. Compared to other magazine covers in recent years, she’s actually not sexy enough!

Lea is gracing the cover of March’s Cosmopolitan Magazine and she looks great! But people like those right winged agenda pushing fools at Fox News call her a “bad role model for children.” First of all, there is chaos breaking out in Egypt, horrendous weather in the Northeast, and economic downfalls still occurring and Fox News wants to focus on Lea Michele’s boobs?!

An “outraged parent” is even quoted as saying,

“I think Lea Michele is sending the wrong message. She plays such a ‘good girl’ on Glee and a lot of kids look up to her persona. Then she poses very provocatively on two magazine covers which makes my almost-13-year-old son very confused and offended.”

Hate to break it to you lady, but your son either  A- needs to be tested for brain problems if he can’t tell the difference between reality and fiction, B- is actually excited, if you know what I mean C- gay; hence his confusion.

And if you let your child read Cosmopolitan to begin with, you’re a bad parent! Do you really want him/her knowing the sex position of the month at the age of 13? Also, Glee isn’t the ideal program for them either. Just put a Justin Bieber CD on instead and let them twirl themselves to sleep every Tuesday night where they’ll dream about brushing his hair with their fingertips.

Glee features characters in high school that engage in sexual activity, fights, and all those other things that teenagers do. If you can’t stomach the fact that not every teenager is a celibate hermit, then please refrain from watching the show, trolling Glee sites, and ruining the fun for everyone else.

But to then extend it to the actresses on the show who are partaking in other ventures for their career is just ludicrous. Lea is 24 years old. She’s a ‘Fun Fearless Female’ just like the slogan for Cosmopolitan. She has every right to be on that cover looking sexy. She has NO obligation to remain Rachel Berry every single second of her life. There is a line to be drawn between characters and the people who play them and I’m starting to believe that there is a huge male agenda against the women of Glee. Lea and Dianna faced hell for the GQ cover, Jenna Ushkowitz was basically called fat at the SAG Awards, and people talk about Naya Rivera like she actually is Santana Lopez. What. The. Hell.

The sexism is screaming loudly and it’s sickening. Robert Pattinson can pose without a shirt on a cover of a magazine and TwiHard moms don’t complain. They don’t say “Oh my God, my eyes! My poor child will be traumatized seeing him not sparkle!” No. Men can pose “sexy” all they want and no one ever says “Whoa, too much.” But time and time again, women are criticized.

Women are just not treated properly and something as simple as a magazine outcry is an example of that. People still want women to be boring and silenced like it’s 1909. Even female doctors are feeling the backlash of sexism these days. I guess the only way to get paid properly is to play a doctor on TV; but then again, if Ellen Pompeo posed with a little cleavage, you better stop the press and alert the Parents Television Council!