Sunday, April 26, 2015

I Made Quite the Impression

How does one miss a piece of bread with a spoon on it laying on a sofa? I'm not saying that was a large slice of bread but apparently I sat there long enough to make quite an impression.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Mom and Gram

My sister recently sent this picture of my mother and grandmother. First time I've seen this. It makes me sad to see my grandmother scowl as if it was just a burden to take a picture with her child. I know by this time gram and my mother's father were not together and he would be dead when my mom turned twelve. I think I mentioned in a prior post my mother's father left her nothing but all I need to do is look at her face. It's him. Perhaps, that is why my grandmother scowls. She too is reminded of him.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

been there

Did you read about the young man who bit off the head of a rodent during spring break? His parents took him out of school and will seek therapy for him to figure out why he would act in such a horrible way. Really? I have a clue. Two, in fact. Beer and babes. That will cost you nothing, parents.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Harrumph

Well, that went well. Not. Tried to start new blog cause this one is vast, like the galaxy. Bastards didn't even miss me.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Wednesday Who's Whosing


I like Martin Short (He's not Jewish!) He seems like a sweet guy. (He is!) I never liked his characters all that much. I find them to be creepy, I must say. I guess he knows that. But, I did just finish his book, 'I Must Say.' It is funny. Duh, but not like Jerry Lewis funny where he gets crazy. It's just him, talking about his life without getting into every little detail of his life.

Mostly, it is a love story. I do have to tell you the love of his life, his wife Nancy, died of ovarian cancer in 2010. Martin says he is not one for signs from the dead, but he does write he had a very odd experience. Friends were staying with him after Nancy's funeral. It was late and the house was dark. Martin was downstairs and as he turned to switch on a light, it went, 'pop' and faded out. He walked up the stairs, turned on another light, 'pop' it went out. Every light switched on went out on him. Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell were staying with him. Goldie knew it was Nancy. Kurt told him to call the electrician in the morning, which he did. Nothing at all wrong. Yeah, kind of weird, eh? Well, ya gotta read it. If the last page doesn't make you weep, you are not human.



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What's the latest fad phrase, I mean... uh, you know, I mean....totes magoats. I was laughing to myself this morning. (I do that a lot) Remember when moms would go on Jerry or Sally Jessie and yell at their spawn by saying, "I brought you in this world and I can take you out!" Then the audience would applause. Um, I mean... that's like, murder. Finally, some host told em all to shut it. It's just so funny how phrases float around, then fall with a thud.

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You know what I miss on the talky box? Nothing. I'm finally getting some of my writing together. I know, been saying that forever, but I am doing it!

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Did you see that story in Huffington Post yesterday where Mindy Kaling's brother listed himself as African-American to get into a college? He claims he did it to prove a point. What a creepy and cheesy thing to do. No excuse.

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