I finally had a chance to watch the series premiere of Trust Me this weekend. My girlfriend and I both agreed that if we never saw another episode of it, we wouldn’t feel like we were missing out on anything. Yet we both want to watch another one to see if it gets better. It certainly has the potential, with a great cast that seems to play off each other well. But as a comedy/drama, it doesn’t seem to know which it is and doesn’t do either as well as it should. I’ll give it two more episodes to see if it can find its identity.

What I will remember most is a funeral scene that really made me think. A total jackass of a man died during the episode and at his funeral everyone, struggling to find something good to say about him, just talked about how he was “inspirational.” It made me think about a story I read a while ago about a man who wrote his own obituary when he was around 30 years old. He set out this great life for himself, about his family, his accomplishments, etc. He used that obituary as a challenge to himself to do all the things he wanted to do and to be the man that he thought he could and should be. It made me think about how people will remember me and what I would want them to say about me at my funeral. And while I don’t think I have anything to be ashamed of, I’m still not doing my best to be the man I can be and to be remembered in the way I would hope. Everyone can use a wake-up call every once in a while, and I think I had mine. So I challenge you to think about how you want to be remembered, and to do your best each day to live up to that ideal.

P.S. I talked to my mom tonight and she said that while she likes reading my blog, she didn’t like how I came off in the piece I did on my jury duty experience. It was a little too boastful for her taste. I guess it’s hard to talk about how being smart got you kicked off a jury with all the other smart people without sounding vain. Point taken, Mom. I guess that’s the first place for me to start on that obituary…