Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
"There are women who have an indefinable charm in their faces which makes them beautiful to their intimates, but a cold stranger who tried to reason the matter out and find this beauty would fail."
-- Mark Twain
Perhaps that's a long way of saying beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Or the beer holder.
On the way out of the labyrinth, it got especially cold and windy. I just kept my head down and kept following the footsteps in the snow in front of me. I tried to be "in the moment" and be conscious of every twist and turn in the labyrinth. Then I sped up…going faster… to get …done.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
The days will get longer now. I say get out and enjoy the lights, ring the bells, eat some food, drink some wine and celebrate any way you can. Maybe even under the mistletoe!
Mistletoe, which was sacred because it mysteriously grew on the most sacred tree, the oak, was ceremoniously cut and a spray given to each family, to be hung in the doorways as good luck. The celtic Druids also regarded mistletoe as sacred. Druid priests cut it from the tree on which it grew with a golden sickle and handed it to the people, calling it All-Heal. To hang it over a doorway or in a room was to offer goodwill to visitors. Kissing under the mistletoe was a pledge of friendship. Mistletoe is still forbidden in most Christian churches because of its Pagan associations, but it has continued to have a special place in home celebrations.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
"Good King Wenceslas last looked out,
On the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel."
- Christmas Carol
"Good King Wenceslas" is a popular Christmas carol about a king who goes out to give alms to a poor peasant on the Feast of Stephen (the second day of Christmas, December 26). During the journey, his page is about to give up the struggle against the cold weather, but is enabled to continue by the heat miraculously emanating from the king's footprints in the snow. The legend is based on life of the historical Saint Wenceslaus I, Duke of Bohemia (907-935), known in the Czech language as Svatý Václav.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
More important, do you spend much time dreaming about what it is you really want? Or instead do you get through the daily routine...collapse into your bed at night and wonder where the day went? No time to dream at all?
There are general wishes....like the lottery thing, good health, etc. But is there something, maybe ONE THING, that... if you could have it with no strings attached, it could be yours. Without complications, taxes or consequences.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
What's great about this is the intro. If you listen to it you find out that this song, clearly about smoking dope, was performed on the Lawrence Welk show as a gospel tune! You can't make this up. If you are really bored and want to see a few
seconds of it....click here
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
You know, I'd like winter more if it wasn't for the cold. I make no apologies for how much I hate winter. I could list a million reasons but most of them would ultimately fall into two categories. The Cold and the Darkness.
Yesterday we put up some lights. Should have done it weeks ago when it was warm.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
The picture at the left is not CoCo. That's an advertisement cat. The point is.... I just ordered an outdoor heated cat mat... with a "kitty pad cover" that comes separate. I also sprung for a "thermo-cube" to turn it on whenever it reaches 35 degrees...and shut it off at 45 degrees.
I felt sorry for CoCo with the cold temperatures these past few nights, because she will not go into a box.
There's a special insulated cat box on the porch. I also made a "homemade" bed out of a beer box and some rags... but she won't go "INSIDE" anything. She just crawls under the glider and sits in a small fleece cat bed. I think she was stuck in something for a long time... and now has claustrophobia. I can relate. I barely tolerate elevators, but that is another story.
And yes, I'm still hoping I can get her adopted to someone who can bring her into their loving home. Big bright eyes, healthy appetite, a loving nature and she eats any kind of food. But in the mean time I'm making sure she is well cared for under the glider in the closed in breezeway.
PS-- She actually PLAYED for the first time this week. It was a big deal. She was so traumatized before that playing just wasn't something that interested her. But she is getting better, and happier everyday.
As a huge fan of the Sopranos, I couldn't wait to dive into this book. I wasn't disappointed. First, let me say what this book is NOT. It is not a gossipy, name dropping tell-all of her glamorous, movie star life. Instead it is a memoir that is refreshingly candid, revealing intimate details of her family life, her career, her loves, and her bout with depression.
As it read it, I kept thinking, wow, if I wrote a memoir of my own life could I even go that deep? Reveal that much? At times I feel like a voyeur reading her journal. Reading about her custody battle over her daughter Stella was gut-wrenching. I felt like I was on a seesaw with her... one day up...next day down, wondering how could it get worse? And then seeing it happen.
And through it all, she seeks to work through her mistakes and keep going.
Yes, there are a few good "Sopranos" stories and insights. Like how she was first offered the part of Carmela, and why she turned it down. What it was like to be Tony's psychiatrist, and other little tidbits that fans will like.
It is one of those books where, when you turn the last page, you feel sad because you lost a friend. There is a consolation prize. In the back she serves up a list six "lessons from the couch." The list offers sound advice for anyone--- not just those suffering depression.
You can hear an archived interview with Lorraine Bracco about the book at NPR.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
I can pretty much guarantee you will never see me in one of these tacky Christmas sweaters. It doesn't really entice men to kiss you under the mistle toe, does it?
This sweater was on Ebay when I searched ugly Christmas Sweaters. They have a whole bunch of them.
Though I hate to admit it, I wore one at Christmas a long time ago that I got as a gift. Mine was black, and it was that itchy "rabbit" fur that was popular in the 1980s.... complete with shoulder pads.... yikes... and had MERRY CHRISTMAS in big bright red and gold sequins across my chest. It least it didn't light up.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
This video of Laurie Anderson's song is well done.Someone put a great deal of thought and talent into making it. It suits the song, and it is just trippy enough to be compelling to watch. Especially full screen while in the dark. Laurie Anderson's music takes me back to college when I was taking a painting class, and the professor would play an eclectic mix of music while we painted.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
"Religion has actually convinced people that there`s an invisible man -- living in the sky -- who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do..And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever `til the end of time! ...But He loves you."
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Also on Monday evening, you may be able to see the full globe of the moon, its darkened portion glowing with a bluish-gray hue interposed between the sunlit crescent and not much darker sky. This vision is sometimes called "the old moon in the young moon's arms." Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519) was the first to recognize it as what we now call "earthshine."
Friday, November 28, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
We were having a conversation about his new Blackberry, which he quickly pulled out of his other pocket. But he talked about what a big decision it was to upgrade. He was used to his Palm Pilot. It had everything in it.
Not having use for four versions of the Bible, I had never seen it on a Palm Pilot and asked him to demonstrate it. He quickly handed it to me...told me to pick a version... King James.... Spanish....there were two others... abbreviated such that they could be in the original Aramaic(sp?)and I wouldn't question it.
So I settled for King James, Genesis. Chapter 2, Verse One. Boom. Right there in my hand. He then showed me with one touch how to make it Spanish. This comes handy on his Mission trips to Ecuador.
If it were me, I'd go to some village...and just for fun, pretend I knew the Bible by heart...and cleverly conceal the Palm Pilot... well... in my palm. And spout chapter and verse to the delight of my little audience. Okay, they would get bored pretty quickly with all the "begats"...
It got me to thinking.... what if Jesus had a Palm Pilot? What would He keep in it? Probably nothing, since he would know everything already, right?
I wonder if he knew that someday someone would invent a Palm Pilot. Or maybe he was too preoccupied with Pontius Pilate? (Couldn't resist that one. Sorry.)
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
She doesn't have that kind of strength... or teeth, really. She has a mean growl, still... but her meows have become more and more pitiful. More of a conversation with me... all with sad words.
Coco eats four meals a day now. I gained her trust this week. Even stroked her head and felt her body to see if she was okay. She is not. I don't know what horror her life has been these past few weeks but I could feel every rib under that fur. Every nubby on her spine. It made me sad to think how she reached this point, and I'm determined to fatten her up and see what I can do to help her recover.
There is a sweetness to her under all that anguish. I feel bad now for saying that no one would want her. I think she'll make a great human companion once I get her healthy and spayed. She is improving everyday.
Friday, November 21, 2008
What makes this video especially hard to watch is the brain tension you get while trying not to watch the turkeys being slaughtered, and at the same time trying to tune out Palin talking her usual crap. It just keeps getting worse when the worker guy starts strangling the second turkey and it struggles to live.
Oh...and as for Sarah prattling with her run on sentences:
The kingdom for just ONE complete thought that doesn't go on and on and on and on...
Monday, November 17, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
No TV for me. Off to save the world!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
CLEVELAND, OH (Tues. Nov. 11) - Proud Army Veteran, Beth Ann Kucinich, beloved youngest sister of Congressman Dennis Kucinich, died today, Veteran's Day, at Veteran's Hospital in Cleveland, after a battle with acute respiratory distress syndrome. She was 48 years old.
Her family was at her side throughout the three week ordeal, as she struggled to survive while on life support.
Beth Ann Kucinich served in the US Army at Ft. Campbell, Kentucky. A talented musician as well as an artist, she sold many of her works of art to her fellow veterans at the Brecksville Veterans Center. Her specialty was drawing famous cartoon characters for friends and loved ones on special occasions.
An avid heavy metal fan, she attended many local area concerts and practiced her own music with a guitar, with an extraordinary impression of Janis Joplin.
"She was pure love. Every action, every sentiment, every piece of art, every word she spoke was an expression of love. Beth Ann was our family's angel, our 'Heavy Metal Angel', said her eldest brother Dennis.
"Our brother, Perry, passed away last December. Beth Ann never got over Perry's sudden passing. The two had been inseparable. She talked about Perry constantly and she longed to be with him," Dennis said.
She was the beloved mother of Asher; treasured sister of Dennis, Frank, Gary, Teresa, Larry, and the late Perry Kucinich; and dear aunt and a great aunt.
The Kucinich family will receive visitors at Golubski Funeral Home, 6500 Fullerton Avenue, Cleveland, Ohio on Wednesday, November 12, 4pm to 9pm, and on Thursday from 9:30 am until 11:00. The funeral service will begin at 11:00 am, with interment at Calvary Cemetery
The Re-Elect Congressman Kucinich Committee
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Flash forward to this week at the online version where there are reactions by rockers to our new President Elect, Barack Obama... an interview with Rahm Emanuel, the new Chief of Staff, and a "Special Report" on how the Republicans Blew It.
As for music, I saw some things that just jumped out immediately. Van Morrison did a live concert featuring songs from ASTRAL WEEKS--- which aired LIVE on KCRW, (a very cool radio station you can listen to over the net) and will be available in the future for sale. What is amazing is that this album came out in 1968. It was considered a failure. It was not heavily promoted, yet it withstood the test of time and became a defining album of rock history. ("Astral Weeks was like a religion to us," E Street Band guitarist Steven Van Zandt has said.)
Bruce Springsteen has a new CD to be released in January. He joined Billy Joel and members of both bands on the campaign trail for Barack Obama in New York City. Obama told the crowd,
"What a magical evening, I just told Michelle backstage that the reason I’m running for president is because I can’t be Bruce Springsteen.”
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
It's taken a day or two just to sink in. I can quit whistling everytime I hear an attack ad on the TV. I can listen to the radio from across the room again without worrying about jumping up to shut it off because I can't listen to those horrible commercials. We are free.... free at last. Free from the fake outrage and vicious smears. Free from incessant robo-calls and fear mongering emails. It's over. We won.
Hope trumped fear. I feel I can breathe again.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
This is what the Republican Party has done to us this year: It has placed within reach of the Oval Office a woman who is a religious fanatic and a proud, boastful ignoramus. Those who despise science and learning are not anti-elitist. They are morally and intellectually slothful people who are secretly envious of the educated and the cultured. And those who prate of spiritual warfare and demons are not just "people of faith" but theocratic bullies. On Nov. 4, anyone who cares for the Constitution has a clear duty to repudiate this wickedness and stupidity.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
This is just so pretty! Check out this one, too of the band doing Bach. A whole different side of their talent. I was always a big Aqualung album fan. I have maybe one or two others (Living in the Past and Heavy Horses(?). But I've never heard this stuff before.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Yesterday I was listening to a CD a friend had bought me and I decided to go ahead and email that person since I hadn't spoken with him for a few weeks. I composed a short note and the strangest thing happened. I hit the send button, and my incoming email message popped up at the same time. It was him sending ME an email. I thought it was quite a coinsedence.... to send an email at that exact moment... on that day... during that week to each other.
A small example of Synchronicity. A word coined by Carl Jung.
I looked up some examples, and thought I'd like to share them.
The French writer Émile Deschamps claims in his memoirs that in 1805, he was treated to some plum pudding by a stranger named Monsieur de Fortgibu. Ten years later, the writer encountered plum pudding on the menu of a Paris restaurant and wanted to order some, but the waiter told him that the last dish had already been served to another customer, who turned out to be de Fortgibu. Many years later, in 1832, Émile Deschamps was at a diner and was once again offered plum pudding. He recalled the earlier incident and told his friends that only de Dortgibu was missing to make the setting complete—and in the same instant, the now senile de Fontgibu entered the room.
I also liked this example:
During the production of The Wizard of Oz, a coat bought from a second-hand store for the costume of Professor Marvel was later found to have belonged to L.
Frank Baum, author of the children's book upon which the film is based.
Speaking of the Wizard of Oz there is also that example of playing Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon album while you are watching the movie. I can remember in the early 1990's when radio stations actually held parties for people who gathered together to experience the so called "Dark Side of the Rainbow" effect.
Fans have compiled more than one hundred moments of perceived interplay between the film and album, including further links that occur if the album is repeated through the entire film. This synergy effect has been described as an example of synchronicity, defined by the psychologist Carl Jung as a phenomenon in which coincidental events "seem related but are not explained by conventional mechanisms of causality."
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
I learned something from this book. I learned that we don't see a lot of things as they really are because our own thoughts about them get in the way. Familiarity with something makes it worse. In the book the author says some people feel more alive when they visit foreign countries... because their senses heighten. PERCEPTION takes up more of their consciousness than their thinking.
I'll buy that. We all think too much. We all "label" too much. The point is... it causes great suffering and misunderstanding. And I say it leads to a great deal of miscommunication...and to an unauthentic experience. A made up in your head way of looking at the world, instead of seeing it... or seeing someone .... for who they really are inside: A soul with a common purpose.
True communication with one another... the bonding that you feel instantly,without words, the joy that you feel when you are understood-- there is no need to label it or to try to understand it. To me that joy is a great starting point for peace.
I also liked the part about bringing joy Into what you do...don't expect to get joy OUT of what you do. And if you can't bring joy into it... move on. Do something else.
As Pollyanna as that sounds there is a lot of sense in it.
Finally, for someone looking for their life's purpose... the book offers an interesting perspective that made me look at my own purpose in a different light.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Explaining how she felt when John McCain offered her the Vice-Presidential spot, my Vice-Presidential candidate, Governor Sarah Palin, said something very profound: “I answered him ‘Yes’ because I have the confidence in that readiness and knowing that you can’t blink, you have to be wired in a way of being so committed to the mission, the mission that we’re on, reform of this country and victory in the war, you can’t blink. So I didn’t blink then even when asked to run as his running mate.”
Isn’t that so true? I know that many times, in my life, while living it, someone would come up and, because of I had good readiness, in terms of how I was wired, when they asked that—whatever they asked—I would just not blink, because, knowing that, if I did blink, or even wink, that is weakness, therefore you can’t, you just don’t. You could, but no—you aren’t.
That is just how I am.
Do you know the difference between me and a Hockey Mom who has forgot her lipstick?
A dog collar.
Read the rest:
George Saunders, The New Yorker
Thanks Suki for passing this along.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
"Can I Call you Vlad?" (wink wink)
-Sarah Palin, (sometime in the future, God forbid)
Maybe if Hillary had winked more--flirted, wore a skirt and heels, acted like a girl, carried a baby around for while, we wouldn't be where we are today. Men love that. I can't tell you how many men have joked, "I'm votin' for her because she is purdy."
(To be fair, one man I spoke with said he would NOT sleep with her, even though she is pretty. What would they TALK about afterwards? Oh... there's another column writing itself....)
Maybe if Hillary had just let her "handlers" sequest her from the media, or if she would only answer questions she wanted to answer. UNFILTERED. WITH NO FOLLOWUPS. PERIOD. And only gave those answers in the pathetic, generalized soundbytes that were stamped and approved, tried and tested by the party... (read this: all those men who control her.)
Baloney. Bullshit. Hillary never would. It's undignified to play the "girl" card. And it is pathetic to be like this Mrs. Beasley doll with a string in her back... spouting out talking points. It's insulting to every woman who has to watch this unfold.
That's what I'm left feeling after the VP Debate Thursday night.
I heard a Republican woman, who is an attorney, make the remark on local TV that she can't believe how much women HATE Palin. I see where she is coming from but it is not HATE. Women are INSULTED that this woman is even the Governor of Alaska let alone a candidate for Vice President of the United States.
She strung sentences together. Wow. (Still needs a diction coach, but that's my own snark) Now if she only had anything of value to say. (Like a relentless crow outside my window... caw...he's a maverick!!!! caw, caw....)
A shame there is not swim suit competition for Vice President.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
COURIC: . . . I was curious, what newspapers and magazines did you regularly read before you were tapped for this to stay informed and understand the world?
PALIN: I’ve read most of them, again with a great appreciation for the press, for the media.
COURIC: Like what ones specifically?
PALIN: Umm… all of them. Any of them that have been in front of me over all these years.
COURIC: Can you name any of them?
PALIN: I have a vast variety of sources where we get our news… Alaska isn’t a foreign country where it’s kind of suggested it seems like, wow how could you keep in touch with what the rest of Washington, DC may be thinking and doing, when you live up there in Alaska. Believe me, Alaska is like a microcosm of America.
Not even Guns and Ammo? How about Wasilla's Shopper Guide?
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
"I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you."
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Paul Newman is gone. Sad. I went to the Internet Movie Database and searched for his movies. Turns out I didn't see as many Newman movies as I thought I had. Maybe that's a good thing. I'll have the rest of my life to watch his movies and they will be new to me.
Beautiful blue eyes. The kind you get lost in. A screen presence that defied age. It's like you could see into the inside of him. So handsome in this picture.
150 million in charitable donations and counting. I'm gonna buy some Newman's Own Spaghetti Sauce next week. I don't know why I didn't buy it before.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Okay...I watched the debate. I saw pretty much what the polls showed. Obama held his own, McCain got in his war stories, and it was pretty much a tie. Both displayed some knowledge of foreign affairs, and both expressed very different ideas on how to proceed forward from here.
Grandpa McCain seemed so angry at times...and kept saying that he wasn't Mr. Congeniality back in Washington. Sure proved it to me! I felt more at ease listening to Obama when he spoke because he was very cogent, affable and stuck pretty close to the time frames given to him.He also didn't interrupt. He raised his hand a bit in a wave to the moderator. Dignified. McCain rattled on more and was rather mean at times. He looked kinda surly and kept addressing the moderator instead of Obama or the camera. It's like they forgot to tell him HE HAS TO CONNECT with people.
(read: HEY YOU KIDS GET OUTTA MY YARD!!!!)
HE wouldn't even look at Obama let alone engage him in the debate...what's up with THAT?
He IS a bit of an "odd duck" to quote McYapper.
Anyhow. Part one is done. Looking forward to Palin... who must memorize all her Cliff notes before next Thursday. If she is as bad as she was in the Couric Interview, it won't be pretty.
And who goofed up by forgetting GRANDPA'S FLAG PIN?
Friday, September 26, 2008
In case you haven't seen this.... it was a real toss up to me as to what was scarier. Sarah Palin's interview with Katie Couric or this African pastor praying over her in this strange voice to bring money to her campaign...and KEEP HER SAFE FROM WITCHCRAFT.
You can't make this up. I kept thinking this had to be a spoof video or something... but it is not.
It is an African "Pastor" praying over Sarah Palin at her church. See the video yourself. It is about a minute and a half into the dialogue.
If you didn't see the Katie Couric interview segments, you missed out. It is kinda like passing a car wreck... you HAVE to look. She is in SOOOO far over her head.
COURIC: Explain to me why that enhances your foreign policy credentials.
PALIN: Well, it certainly does because our– our next door neighbors are foreign countries. They’re in the state that I am the executive of. And there in Russia–
COURIC: Have you ever been involved with any negotiations, for example, with the Russians?
PALIN: We have trade missions back and forth. We– we do– it’s very important when you consider even national security issues with Russia as Putin rears his head and comes into the air space of the United States of America, where– where do they go? It’s Alaska. It’s just right over the border. It is– from Alaska that we send those out to make sure that an eye is being kept on this very powerful nation, Russia, because they are right there. They are right next to– to our state.
OH MY..... PUTIN REARS HIS HEAD??????? Beam me up Scottie.