The following passage from the Christian bible, Matthew 25, was read at Ted Kennedy’s funeral today by his step daughter and it struck me how few Christians yield to their savior’s words and works, and how they espouse Christian faith but do not follow through with the fellowship towards their neighbor.
I am not a follower of Christianity but I do find the principles of the faith to be rooted in truth, a truth bastardized by its followers who proclaim loudly and who wear their faith like a badge of honor. This passage is one that all Christians, as well as members of other faiths, need to sit up and take to heart.
By not helping your fellow man, you are not helping your Lord or yourself.
You do not condemn the countless trillions of dollars spent on killing innocents on foreign soil, but you do not take care of our closest neighbors.
Sinful!
Matthew 25 - The Final Judgment
31 “But when the Son of Man[d] comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, then he will sit upon his glorious throne. 32 All the nations[e] will be gathered in his presence, and he will separate the people as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. 33 He will place the sheep at his right hand and the goats at his left.
34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. 36 I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.’
37 “Then these righteous ones will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing? 39 When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?’
40 “And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters,[f] you were doing it to me!’
41 “Then the King will turn to those on the left and say, ‘Away with you, you cursed ones, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his demons.[g] 42 For I was hungry, and you didn’t feed me. I was thirsty, and you didn’t give me a drink. 43 I was a stranger, and you didn’t invite me into your home. I was naked, and you didn’t give me clothing. I was sick and in prison, and you didn’t visit me.’
44 “Then they will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and not help you?’
45 “And he will answer, ‘I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.’
46 “And they will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous will go into eternal life.”
All I have to say to this is AMEN!
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
EDWARD "TEDDY" M. KENNEDY 1932 - 2009
It does not matter if you are democrat or republican, male or female, black, young or old, white or somewhere in between, if you were not born with a silver spoon in your mouth you owe a debt of gratitude to Ted Kennedy.
Since he first stepped foot on the Senate floor in November 1962 he fought tirelessly to give a voice to those who were not heard. A dedicated supporter of the middle and under class, his causes were American causes – education and head start, health care, voter’s rights, equality for women, ethnic minorities and the disabled, worker’s rights, (including a fair minimum wage), and the environment and nuclear proliferation.
Thank you Teddy
THOMAS CHAPPELL ISN'T KINDEY-ING AROUND
Yesterday on my way to work I was listening to the radio and the man mentioned in the following article was being interviewed by two local morning personalities. He must be something else to give a virtual stranger one of his kidney’s. It is nice to know there are still good people in the world. I doubt that I would be so generous. The story is from the AP:
PHOENIX (Aug. 24) - Rita Van Loenen had no idea that a trip in Thomas Chappell's taxi cab could end up being the ride that saves her life.
"There are better odds of getting struck by lightning," Van Loenen said. "A random taxi driver offering to give me his kidney and all these pieces match. There has to be something behind this. How can this be?"
Rita Van Loenen was shocked that her taxi driver, Thomas Chappell, offered to donate his kidney to her -- and that he was a perfect match.
Chappell, who has been driving Van Loenen to dialysis appointments, shocked the Gilbert, Ariz. woman a month ago by offering to donate his kidney. But even more shocking to her was that doctors found they had the same blood type, that they were compatible.
"He calls me all excited. If we were a closer match, we would've been siblings. I was ready to fall off the floor," Van Loenen said.
The Phoenix taxi driver said he was a man of faith and that a higher power wanted him to step in.
"By then, me and the good Lord already had a talk. He said 'Tom, you go give her one. It will work," Chappell said.
Last year, Van Loenen, an instructor in special education methods, began feeling ill and experiencing water retention in her legs. She went to see a doctor and was diagnosed with kidney disease. With kidney failure setting in, friends and family were tested but there was no match.
In February, she received her cousin's kidney but that transplant failed. One day, Van Loenen, 63, found herself telling Chappell, 56, about how her son was now going to get tested. Chappell decided to add his name to the list.
"I said 'Rita, your son's a whole lot younger than me. He's got a lot more years. I'm gonna go down and go through the process and see if it will work.' I don't think she really believed I was going to."
The gesture evoked tears of gratitude from Loenen but she was still skeptical.
"A little bit in my heart I didn't believe it. He said 'give me the number' and I have transplant number at Mayo (Clinic in Scottsdale) memorized."
The two first met more than three months ago. It wasn't an auspicious beginning.
Chappell was half an hour late picking Van Loenen up for a dialysis appointment.
"When I got there she was not happy," Chappell said. "And I can understand it now. She's sick and all these things she goes through ... The next day, it just so happens I got her again."
Since then he has — and he insists it is by happenstance — been her taxi driver three to four times a month. For the last month, Chappell has started undergoing the arduous process of donor screening, undergoing numerous tests and exams. But none of it has brought second thoughts.
"This has put a whole new kind of lift in my boots. I never knew what it felt like to give somebody life and that's what I'm doing," Chappell said.
Van Loenen said Chappell never asked for any compensation. She still can't quite believe his level of commitment.
"I've never known anybody so enthusiastic to get a body part removed," Van Loenen said.
After the transplant, which hasn't been scheduled yet, Chappell will need to tread carefully. He will have to rest between four and six weeks but his work has promised to cover his lost wages.
"I've had drivers do some pretty incredibly amazing things for no charge. But this is just over the top," said Jim Hickey, national sales and marketing director for the company that owns VIP Taxi. "We're just so proud of him."
Van Loenen said that, thanks to Chappell, she can actually make plans for the future.
"Whenever I tell my friends or my family, they just find it so incredible," Van Loenen said. "They do call him an angel. My friend says there's angels everywhere. That's the right way to capture it."
PHOENIX (Aug. 24) - Rita Van Loenen had no idea that a trip in Thomas Chappell's taxi cab could end up being the ride that saves her life.
"There are better odds of getting struck by lightning," Van Loenen said. "A random taxi driver offering to give me his kidney and all these pieces match. There has to be something behind this. How can this be?"
Rita Van Loenen was shocked that her taxi driver, Thomas Chappell, offered to donate his kidney to her -- and that he was a perfect match.
Chappell, who has been driving Van Loenen to dialysis appointments, shocked the Gilbert, Ariz. woman a month ago by offering to donate his kidney. But even more shocking to her was that doctors found they had the same blood type, that they were compatible.
"He calls me all excited. If we were a closer match, we would've been siblings. I was ready to fall off the floor," Van Loenen said.
The Phoenix taxi driver said he was a man of faith and that a higher power wanted him to step in.
"By then, me and the good Lord already had a talk. He said 'Tom, you go give her one. It will work," Chappell said.
Last year, Van Loenen, an instructor in special education methods, began feeling ill and experiencing water retention in her legs. She went to see a doctor and was diagnosed with kidney disease. With kidney failure setting in, friends and family were tested but there was no match.
In February, she received her cousin's kidney but that transplant failed. One day, Van Loenen, 63, found herself telling Chappell, 56, about how her son was now going to get tested. Chappell decided to add his name to the list.
"I said 'Rita, your son's a whole lot younger than me. He's got a lot more years. I'm gonna go down and go through the process and see if it will work.' I don't think she really believed I was going to."
The gesture evoked tears of gratitude from Loenen but she was still skeptical.
"A little bit in my heart I didn't believe it. He said 'give me the number' and I have transplant number at Mayo (Clinic in Scottsdale) memorized."
The two first met more than three months ago. It wasn't an auspicious beginning.
Chappell was half an hour late picking Van Loenen up for a dialysis appointment.
"When I got there she was not happy," Chappell said. "And I can understand it now. She's sick and all these things she goes through ... The next day, it just so happens I got her again."
Since then he has — and he insists it is by happenstance — been her taxi driver three to four times a month. For the last month, Chappell has started undergoing the arduous process of donor screening, undergoing numerous tests and exams. But none of it has brought second thoughts.
"This has put a whole new kind of lift in my boots. I never knew what it felt like to give somebody life and that's what I'm doing," Chappell said.
Van Loenen said Chappell never asked for any compensation. She still can't quite believe his level of commitment.
"I've never known anybody so enthusiastic to get a body part removed," Van Loenen said.
After the transplant, which hasn't been scheduled yet, Chappell will need to tread carefully. He will have to rest between four and six weeks but his work has promised to cover his lost wages.
"I've had drivers do some pretty incredibly amazing things for no charge. But this is just over the top," said Jim Hickey, national sales and marketing director for the company that owns VIP Taxi. "We're just so proud of him."
Van Loenen said that, thanks to Chappell, she can actually make plans for the future.
"Whenever I tell my friends or my family, they just find it so incredible," Van Loenen said. "They do call him an angel. My friend says there's angels everywhere. That's the right way to capture it."
Monday, August 24, 2009
HERE'S TO LIFE
"Love is The Answer", the new jazz flavored, Diana Krall produced CD by America's First Voice, Barbra Streisand, is scheduled for release September 29, 2009 and Parade magazine, the circular that comes in most Sunday newspapers - as well as online, is the first to debut a full length cut - "Here's To Life."
Click on the link below to read the interview and to hear Barbra's beautiful and haunting version of:
Here's to Life.
I can't wait to listen to the CD in it's entirety - over and over again.
Barbra is also performing songs from "Love is the Answer" for 100 lucky "PEOPLE" at the Village Vanguard in New York City. For more information and a chance to enter the contest go to Barbra Streisand.Com.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO MY OPINION
I recently read an article in Vanity Fair about Denise Hale, a San Francisco socialite, whose friends bought her a t-shirt with the saying printed on it, "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion," and I found it so appropriate for how I feel.
Uninitiated, I will gladly give my opinion on any range of subjects and expect my audience to agree with me because the way I feel is the way I think every free thinking, open minded, educated person should feel.
It is also appropriate because that is what is at the core of this blog. I give you how I feel - what makes me happy, what makes me sad, and what simply pisses me off. I believe in fairness, equability and reciprocity, both for the good and the bad, I guess.
Those who come here know that if I am ranting about something, or something upsets me, I am going to be vocal and it is understood that "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion."
There is one subject I have yet to be as vocal online about as I am in person, and maybe one of these days I will offend the entire world by letting everyone in on my feelings about this subject, but as far as most social issues (and politics) I think that anyone who doesn't think like me was raised wrong. I know... but I can't help it and I admit it - "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion."
People are mean to each other and although I can be a little harsh, and often definitely doctoral, my beliefs are quite simple and I just believe everyone needs to treat each other fairly, without cynicism, free of prejudice and preconceived misconceptions, and to let everyone live their life freely and honestly.
I have always said as long as no one is getting harmed, leave em the fuck alone - so ya see "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion."
Uninitiated, I will gladly give my opinion on any range of subjects and expect my audience to agree with me because the way I feel is the way I think every free thinking, open minded, educated person should feel.
It is also appropriate because that is what is at the core of this blog. I give you how I feel - what makes me happy, what makes me sad, and what simply pisses me off. I believe in fairness, equability and reciprocity, both for the good and the bad, I guess.
Those who come here know that if I am ranting about something, or something upsets me, I am going to be vocal and it is understood that "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion."
There is one subject I have yet to be as vocal online about as I am in person, and maybe one of these days I will offend the entire world by letting everyone in on my feelings about this subject, but as far as most social issues (and politics) I think that anyone who doesn't think like me was raised wrong. I know... but I can't help it and I admit it - "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion."
People are mean to each other and although I can be a little harsh, and often definitely doctoral, my beliefs are quite simple and I just believe everyone needs to treat each other fairly, without cynicism, free of prejudice and preconceived misconceptions, and to let everyone live their life freely and honestly.
I have always said as long as no one is getting harmed, leave em the fuck alone - so ya see "Everyone is Entitled to My Opinion."
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
ASPIRIN SHOWN TO HELP COLON CANCER
There is potential good news for those of us who have been diagnosed with colon cancer - something as simple as aspirin could be beneficial. Watch the report from CBS News below.
I also recently read that Tagamet (also known as Cimetidine) shows promise with some forms of cancer; however, one reason we do not hear much about these cheap alternatives (and they are not recommended by doctors) is that there isn't money in it for them like there is with chemotherapy.
Medicine has little to do with helping the sick, it is about money - financial gain for the drug companies and many, not all, but many doctors. I have been fortunate. Not a single doctor that I have been working with for the past year, or nearly a year, has ever pushed chemotherapy, or any other unnecessary treatment, on me.
With my father's diagnosis last year with stage four colon cancer and then my own diagnosis four months later with stage two, I have done a fair share of reading about potential cancer cures and it appears to me that when there is possible good news coming from an area not dominated by money and the pharmaceutical companies, they are downplayed and not given much credence.
Medicine is not about helping the sick, it is about money - financial gain for the drug companies and many, not all, but many doctors. I think I was fortunate that not a single doctor that I have been working with for the past year, or nearly a year, has ever pushed chemotherapy on me.
Oh... and one more thing... Our president and congress are working on healthcare reform and I am sick of all the nay-saying whiners. We need affordable healthcare for all. Even with health insurance my surgery cost me several thousand dollars. Americans shouldn't have to make a choice between surgery or food. This is a no brainer (you bunch of selfish, self centered asshole teabaggers and birthers)!
Anyway... I have gotten way off subject... Watch the video about the potential positive effects of aspirin on colon cancer and if you want to read more on Tagamet and cancer... google it.
Watch CBS Videos Online
I also recently read that Tagamet (also known as Cimetidine) shows promise with some forms of cancer; however, one reason we do not hear much about these cheap alternatives (and they are not recommended by doctors) is that there isn't money in it for them like there is with chemotherapy.
Medicine has little to do with helping the sick, it is about money - financial gain for the drug companies and many, not all, but many doctors. I have been fortunate. Not a single doctor that I have been working with for the past year, or nearly a year, has ever pushed chemotherapy, or any other unnecessary treatment, on me.
With my father's diagnosis last year with stage four colon cancer and then my own diagnosis four months later with stage two, I have done a fair share of reading about potential cancer cures and it appears to me that when there is possible good news coming from an area not dominated by money and the pharmaceutical companies, they are downplayed and not given much credence.
Medicine is not about helping the sick, it is about money - financial gain for the drug companies and many, not all, but many doctors. I think I was fortunate that not a single doctor that I have been working with for the past year, or nearly a year, has ever pushed chemotherapy on me.
Oh... and one more thing... Our president and congress are working on healthcare reform and I am sick of all the nay-saying whiners. We need affordable healthcare for all. Even with health insurance my surgery cost me several thousand dollars. Americans shouldn't have to make a choice between surgery or food. This is a no brainer (you bunch of selfish, self centered asshole teabaggers and birthers)!
Anyway... I have gotten way off subject... Watch the video about the potential positive effects of aspirin on colon cancer and if you want to read more on Tagamet and cancer... google it.
Watch CBS Videos Online
Thursday, August 13, 2009
I WAS KICKED OUT OF THE ROSIE O/CINDY LAUPER CONCERT
STAY TUNED!
I am in the process of writing about my experience of getting ejected from the Girls Night Out Concert at the House of Blues in Atlantic featuring Rosie O'Donnell and Cindy Lauper.
Check back this weekend for the complete story!
ROSIE DUMPS ON TRUMP
This past Friday I was in Atlantic City with friends seeing our "stranger-friend" Rosie O'Donnell, along with Cindy Lauper, at the House of Blues. Before getting kicked out I was able to record all of Ro's set. This is a something I put together from Ro's comments on Donald Trump. GO RO!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
PROVINCETOWN - JULY 4TH WEEK 2009
So it is finally here - not perfect but here!
Fettit and I joined our friends Matt, Roland and Kevin for a week in Provincetown, Massachusetts and the result was near perfection.
For some of us it was a return to a place we have enjoyed for many years. For Fettit it was a brand new adventure since he has never been east of Sandusky, Ohio.
The below video is just a small sampling of the events (and photos) from the week.
We are already planning next year.........
Fettit and I joined our friends Matt, Roland and Kevin for a week in Provincetown, Massachusetts and the result was near perfection.
For some of us it was a return to a place we have enjoyed for many years. For Fettit it was a brand new adventure since he has never been east of Sandusky, Ohio.
The below video is just a small sampling of the events (and photos) from the week.
We are already planning next year.........
Thursday, July 23, 2009
LEFT IN THE DARK - JUST BECAUSE
Barbra's Emotion album was released in Oct of 1984 and for some reason I woke up this morning thinking about it. I am not certain why, but I knew I could find this video on Youtube so I had to post it.
I remember Fettit got me a huge "Emotions" poster for Christmas that year. There is actually a photo of him standing in front of it on the "Friends" page of my website. He looks so young and innocent.
It is unfathomable that it has been nearly 25 years ago, but when I look in the mirror and ponder everything I have done and everywhere I have been, I realize that I have done a good job of filling up those 25 years and I don't regret any of it - including the misery and pain.
Hearing this song, and seeing the video, instantly take me back to our apartment on Clark Street in Marquette, MI. I was 23 years old and in the Air Force. Fettit was 21 years old and a server at the Onion Crock (and played the organ at the catholic church for $6 a mass) Kate-Kate Lemonade lived upstairs with Bob and his Boo-Boo and Poo-Poo pillows, homely Gladys lived with us briefly, and we drank Seven and Sevens every night after work... oh...and my ex-wife took my kids to Texas. Well, most of them are fond memories.
Where were you and what were you doing 26 years ago?
Saturday, June 27, 2009
PHOTOS OF FLIGHT 477 ARE NOT REAL
This morning I was chatting online with my brother, the ISM, and he said, "oh I am going to send you the pictures from that flight that crashed off Argentina" to which I replied, "ok." I didn't know what he was talking about - I know about the crash but I didn't know about any pictures, other then the picture of the wreckage being removed from the ocean.
The email and photos follow:
Structural failure in flight, but why?
AIR FRANCE CRASH PHOTOS
The world saw the disappearance of an A330 Air France during its trans Atlantic flight between Rio to Paris ...
Here are two shots taken inside the plane before it crashed.
The two photos attached were taken by one of the passengers before the aircraft crashed.
This extraordinary photographer kept his cool, even in his last moments of life, to take these photos. The photos were retrieved from the camera's memory stick. You will never again see photos like this.
In the first photo, there is a gaping hole in the fuselage through which you can see the tailplane and a vertical fin of the aircraft.
In the second photo, one of the passengers is seen being sucked out of the gaping hole.
The photos were found in a digital Casio Z750, amidst the debris. Although the camera was destroyed, the Memory Stick was recovered. Investigating the serial number of the camera, the owner was identified as Paulo G. Muller, an actor of a theatre for children known in the outskirts of Porto Alegre .. It can be imagined that he was standing during the turbulence, he managed to take these photos, just seconds after the tail loss and the aircraft plunged. The structural stress probably ripped the engines away, diminishing the falling speed, protecting the electronic equipment but unfortunately not the victims. Paulo Muller leaves behind two daughters, Bruna and Beatriz.
In a split second I had two reactions - panic and disbelief.
The thought of people enduring such an experience sends an electrical current through my chest. Seeing the passengers strapped in their seats, oxygen masks on, waiting as they fall from the sky, knowing the end is imminent, feeling helplessness and hopelessness just terrifies me.
Yet, almost instantly I took note that the sky was light - the sun is out. What follows is our exchange:
Me: is this real
Me: can’t be real.... it was night
ISM: so it isn’t real
Me: well.... didn’t the flight and crash happen at night
ISM: don’t remember
Me: I think so.... I’m having a panic attack thinking they are real
ISM: think how they felt
Me: the photos look real but I just think it was nighttime
Me: I know... that is why I am having a panic attack
Me: they have to be fake
ISM: Google it
I did Google it and so did the ISM and they are fake. The sky was dark when Flight 477 disappeared. It departed Rio de Janeiro at 7:30pm and depending on what news source you read, the last contact was somewhere between 9:30pm and 2:30am (perhaps time zone issues). The photographs are from the ABC television show "Lost" and upon close inspection a couple of the stars of the show can be identified.
This is just another example of a hoax, or lie that circulates through the internet without anyone checking on its authenticity (like the one about Barack Obama that I wrote about and unintentionally upset my mother).
In this case not only were the recipients of the email fooled, but a television station in Bolivia, believing their veracity, aired the photos without doing any fact checking.
I am not a cynic, but I do not always believe what I see or read.
The email and photos follow:
Structural failure in flight, but why?
AIR FRANCE CRASH PHOTOS
The world saw the disappearance of an A330 Air France during its trans Atlantic flight between Rio to Paris ...
Here are two shots taken inside the plane before it crashed.
The two photos attached were taken by one of the passengers before the aircraft crashed.
This extraordinary photographer kept his cool, even in his last moments of life, to take these photos. The photos were retrieved from the camera's memory stick. You will never again see photos like this.
In the first photo, there is a gaping hole in the fuselage through which you can see the tailplane and a vertical fin of the aircraft.
In the second photo, one of the passengers is seen being sucked out of the gaping hole.
The photos were found in a digital Casio Z750, amidst the debris. Although the camera was destroyed, the Memory Stick was recovered. Investigating the serial number of the camera, the owner was identified as Paulo G. Muller, an actor of a theatre for children known in the outskirts of Porto Alegre .. It can be imagined that he was standing during the turbulence, he managed to take these photos, just seconds after the tail loss and the aircraft plunged. The structural stress probably ripped the engines away, diminishing the falling speed, protecting the electronic equipment but unfortunately not the victims. Paulo Muller leaves behind two daughters, Bruna and Beatriz.
In a split second I had two reactions - panic and disbelief.
The thought of people enduring such an experience sends an electrical current through my chest. Seeing the passengers strapped in their seats, oxygen masks on, waiting as they fall from the sky, knowing the end is imminent, feeling helplessness and hopelessness just terrifies me.
Yet, almost instantly I took note that the sky was light - the sun is out. What follows is our exchange:
Me: is this real
Me: can’t be real.... it was night
ISM: so it isn’t real
Me: well.... didn’t the flight and crash happen at night
ISM: don’t remember
Me: I think so.... I’m having a panic attack thinking they are real
ISM: think how they felt
Me: the photos look real but I just think it was nighttime
Me: I know... that is why I am having a panic attack
Me: they have to be fake
ISM: Google it
I did Google it and so did the ISM and they are fake. The sky was dark when Flight 477 disappeared. It departed Rio de Janeiro at 7:30pm and depending on what news source you read, the last contact was somewhere between 9:30pm and 2:30am (perhaps time zone issues). The photographs are from the ABC television show "Lost" and upon close inspection a couple of the stars of the show can be identified.
This is just another example of a hoax, or lie that circulates through the internet without anyone checking on its authenticity (like the one about Barack Obama that I wrote about and unintentionally upset my mother).
In this case not only were the recipients of the email fooled, but a television station in Bolivia, believing their veracity, aired the photos without doing any fact checking.
I am not a cynic, but I do not always believe what I see or read.
Monday, June 8, 2009
DO-RE-MI AT ANTWERP TRAIN STATION
A friend emailed me the above clip this morning and knew immediately I had to post it. Sure, I may not be crazy about Julie Andrews' voice (too sweet for me) but what happens at the Antwerp main train station was so fun I had include it here.
According to an article I read: The video was produced to publicize Op zoek naar Maria, the Belgian TV version of the BBC talent competition program How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?, about the search for an actress to play the lead role in a stage revival of The Sound of Music.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
PROVINCETOWN DREAM
Last night I had a dream about my upcoming trip to Provincetown, MA. I guess you could say I am excited.
In the dream we arrived in town (a town that was much bigger then the actual Ptown) and were greeted by Richfield, Minnesota's most famous resident, Miss Richfield 1981. We spent the entire day walking the streets, stopping in random stores and bars, while Miss Richfield gave us a glimpse into her world of international fame, and shared her dreams of building a comedy palace that she envisioned herself performing in nightly.
(This Photo of the gang and Miss Richfield 1981 was taken three years ago during my last Ptown vacation)
The next day while sitting in a coffee shop talking with friends, a thin and not completely unattractive friend of friend (I have no idea who he was) asked me what I ate. Not understanding, I asked what he meant. Looking at my mid-section he said, "Do you eat pies and cakes or do you eat salads?" As I started to reply my attention was diverted as a cute, young man with tossled brown hair hanging in his eyes, and a tattooed map of Scandinavia (with green letters - NOR - in the middle) on his left bicep started to walk by me. He stopped, gave me a smile and started up a conversation. I told him I hadn't taken a shower since the day before and for some reason that drew him closer and with an even wider smile he started caressing my face and massaging my neck.
Then I woke up - but what does it all mean?
Last night, while watching baseball (and The Young and The Restless)on television, I was perusing Youtube for Ptown videos. Trying to get Fettit as excited as I am about our upcoming adventure, I showed him several videos of Miss Richfield and Ptown.
The acquaintance asking what I eat - I think that is about my self-consciousness about my weight and what I ate the day before. However, in my defense, I have lost 25 pounds (it was 30 but I have played with five pounds over the past year) - and we have been trying to eat more healthy again prior to our trip.
Yesterday I didn't do myself any favors.
For breakfast I had an everything bagel with garden veggie cream cheese - a no no. At lunch I had three rolled chicken taquitos with guacamole and cheese -another no no, and when I got home I was peckish so I had about 20 Pepperidge Farms crackers - no no trifecta. To make matters worse, for dinner Fettit made beef stroganoff.
Okay - so yesterday was a frickin fat and carb-fest and subconsciously I am disgusted with myself for all the crap I ate.
Eating all that dough is not going to help me fit into the new bathing suit I bought for the trip, and I don't want to have to wear a jilbab to the beach to conceal any new found girth.
When I first started going to Ptown, 12 years ago, part of the routine was to go the beach, but as the years passed, and the pounds started piling on, I kept my distance. This year, feeling better about my ol body, I have been planning to make a return to the beach and am determined feel good about my body.
As for the good-looking young man with the tattoo. I will have to think long and hard about that one, but I am sure it was just a dream within a dream!
In the dream we arrived in town (a town that was much bigger then the actual Ptown) and were greeted by Richfield, Minnesota's most famous resident, Miss Richfield 1981. We spent the entire day walking the streets, stopping in random stores and bars, while Miss Richfield gave us a glimpse into her world of international fame, and shared her dreams of building a comedy palace that she envisioned herself performing in nightly.
(This Photo of the gang and Miss Richfield 1981 was taken three years ago during my last Ptown vacation)
The next day while sitting in a coffee shop talking with friends, a thin and not completely unattractive friend of friend (I have no idea who he was) asked me what I ate. Not understanding, I asked what he meant. Looking at my mid-section he said, "Do you eat pies and cakes or do you eat salads?" As I started to reply my attention was diverted as a cute, young man with tossled brown hair hanging in his eyes, and a tattooed map of Scandinavia (with green letters - NOR - in the middle) on his left bicep started to walk by me. He stopped, gave me a smile and started up a conversation. I told him I hadn't taken a shower since the day before and for some reason that drew him closer and with an even wider smile he started caressing my face and massaging my neck.
Then I woke up - but what does it all mean?
Last night, while watching baseball (and The Young and The Restless)on television, I was perusing Youtube for Ptown videos. Trying to get Fettit as excited as I am about our upcoming adventure, I showed him several videos of Miss Richfield and Ptown.
The acquaintance asking what I eat - I think that is about my self-consciousness about my weight and what I ate the day before. However, in my defense, I have lost 25 pounds (it was 30 but I have played with five pounds over the past year) - and we have been trying to eat more healthy again prior to our trip.
Yesterday I didn't do myself any favors.
For breakfast I had an everything bagel with garden veggie cream cheese - a no no. At lunch I had three rolled chicken taquitos with guacamole and cheese -another no no, and when I got home I was peckish so I had about 20 Pepperidge Farms crackers - no no trifecta. To make matters worse, for dinner Fettit made beef stroganoff.
Okay - so yesterday was a frickin fat and carb-fest and subconsciously I am disgusted with myself for all the crap I ate.
Eating all that dough is not going to help me fit into the new bathing suit I bought for the trip, and I don't want to have to wear a jilbab to the beach to conceal any new found girth.
When I first started going to Ptown, 12 years ago, part of the routine was to go the beach, but as the years passed, and the pounds started piling on, I kept my distance. This year, feeling better about my ol body, I have been planning to make a return to the beach and am determined feel good about my body.
As for the good-looking young man with the tattoo. I will have to think long and hard about that one, but I am sure it was just a dream within a dream!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
THE BIBLE'S IDEA OF MARRIAGE
A slew of my friends posted this on Facebook, so of course they will have no need to watch it here, but I think it is hilarious....and so sacrilegious that I had to post it.
Ironically near the end as she is recapping I thought to myself this is just like "The Twelve Days of Christmas" and right then guess what tune started to play? YEP!!!
Get yer head outta yer asses people...Against Gay Marriage? Don't marry a gay!!!!
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