Tuesday, December 6, 2016

The Tango of Film

I think I may have seen about ten minutes of, 'Last Tango in Paris.' It was so long ago that I don't even remember my reaction to it. The recent revelation in the news over director, Bertolucci's admission that the rape scene was not consensual is truly disturbing. This is old news. The interview with Bertolucci happened in 2013, and I'm sure many people knew even before that what had happened. So, why now? Believe me, I am not dismissing the heinous act of a woman being (movie) raped. I just wonder why now; why are people finally addressing this, expressing their anger and disgust?  Women have been vilifies, used, harassed, molested, threatened, degraded, ignored and humiliated in Hollywood, Bollywood, Paris since time began. This happens a lot in the biz. Actors mention this all the time. Women mention this ALL the time.

Yet, no one seems to be outraged this still happens. Last Tango in Paris was filmed in 1972. What happened was sick and depraved, and...

It still happens. Where's the outrage?

Monday, December 5, 2016

Giving Kudos to Book Not Read

I haven't read the book and I don't think the movie is out yet, but someone told me the whole story about a five year old boy who grew up in India. He ends up on a train and falls asleep. For weeks he lives on his own, then sent to an orphanage where he is adopted by a couple from Australia.

That's all I'm going to tell you. This true story is so amazing, and I haven't even read it! I do have the book and plan to fall into a good book tonight.

Did I mention Dev Patel plays Saroo Brierley? Humina, humina....

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Turned Paradise into a Parking Lot

This story is so awesome. There is a tunnel under Naples, once used by King Ferdinand II to vamoose when his enemies wanted to knock off his crown. Well, a king can't live forever so the tunnel was used as a military hospital for awhile, then, a junk yard for abandoned vehicles.

You can take a tour if you happen to be in the area. Boy, this is on my seat bucket list.

Lookey here, for more.

Friday, December 2, 2016

Whistler's Mother#@!%&*^ Song

Haha, yes, I completely understand how this woman feels. If you don't want to go to link, here's the scoop. Some guy keeps whistling, 'Closing Time,' near her house. She tells him to shut up which was probably not the smartest thing to do cause it annoys the whistler who continues his mouth organ. So, lady calls police who eventually do find man some many yards away, still whistling the tune. Like the writer in article wonders, was she just annoyed with his choice of song, or whistling in general?

I admit, I hate whistling. It is like the scratching on a chalkboard reaction for me. Never heard a woman whistle, just a man. The terrible thing is, angry people probably don't whistle. I'm guessing the whistler is usually a happy guy. But gahd almighty it grates on my every nerve. As for the song, just imagine hearing that over and over...

Time to close this one up.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Hairy Pranksters

Do you like pranksters, the type who have some inner need to make one laugh? Some people go way too far. They are amateurs, my friends. Click on to this link for some serious merry makers.

In my humble opinion, pranks are meant to give people a chuckle or a little scare. Those who think running naked whilst their junk bounces are not funny. Those who scare people to the imminent course of cardiac arrest are not so funny.

Of course, it's all subjective, isn't it? What do think? Funny, or, not so funny?

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Seven Million Dollars of Stinky Cheese

Hey, I'm not happy the way the election turned out, but the people have voted, so I will try to remain optimistic and hopeful.

I don't quite understand this recount going on in my own cheddarland corner. What is the point? Can it really make one iota of a difference? It cost roughly seven million for this. Think about that. Seven million dollars. That could feed a lot of people. That could buy winter coats, shoes, boots, hats, blankets for so many people.

Even if you had the six million dollar man deliver a million dollars worth of coats, that's still a lot of happy and warm kids.

Another thing on my list I do not understand.


Is there anything you can still find within yourself of that kid you used to be? I remember as a kid always looking for unique rocks or fossils. I still do that. I should have been a geologist. 


Before there was digital online free drawing sites such as, Picmonkey, Lunapic, and Photofunia, sites I use to create my works of art (ho-hum) there was the hand.

I've been doing a lot with the hand lately. Yeah, I like to sniff paint as well. Takes me back. 

I present to you my hand stuff.

Yes, impressive, aint' it?

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

I Don't Get It

Things I don't understand...

Wendy Williams





rice cakes

plastic ties, twists, rubber band, bullet proof plastic, for packaging toys

The Mcrib and the people who love it.

The Kardashians

Je ne comprends pas le Francais

How to get type in that funny c, used in words such as, facade or Francais.

He who shall not be named

Speaking in tongues

Eating tongues

people who wear pajamas in public

The Universe

Oh, this list could go on and on....

Monday, November 28, 2016

I'm Working, I Swear!

Hmmm... whatya gonna do? I just read, Visa's CEO, Charlie Scharf is stepping down after four years due to personal issues. Apparently, his family lives on the East coast whilst Charlie has been living in San Francisco. It must be very difficult to try and have a decent career and still have time for family. I really don't know how it can be done. Someone always suffers.


Haggis coming to America? I've never had it but just looking at the pictures in the news I had to turn away.


I was channel surfing last night and saw an old episode of Star Trek where Spock is having some sort of hissy fit. I was more interested in the women who were walking around the ship, looking like they had somewhere to go. I wasn't a big watcher of the show, but still, am I the only one who thinks the future looked rather bleak for fat women? Can you imagine?


Speaking of imagining... did you know some people cannot imagine? WTF!? What's going on in their heads? Sorry, I must have imagined story because I cannot find the link.

Not this kind from the hood

You working, or scrolling for deals? I was looking for a wing chair slipcover. Not the kind we had in the old hood house where the cheap foam backing came off after a day or two.

This kind
 May as well by a new chair since the prices are almost the same.

Now, get back to work!

Sunday, November 27, 2016

There Was a Lady....

Okay, okay, if you've been here before you know my story about me and my kid sisters lying on our living room floor, with our meatball size burgers, or semi-raw chicken, watching 'The Brady Bunch.' We chewed on rubber meat as Dad passed us, grumbling his way to his own room, whilst mom popped open another Old Style, and talked on the phone in the kitchen.

I don't know about my sisters but I never had any fantasy of switching moms with the likes of Mrs. Brady. I liked her, but there was a sense of distance from her. I really cannot think of any telly mom I'd trade with my own. Yes, I wanted the mom who would be home when we walked in the door after school, giving us hugs and cookies. I wanted a mom who told me she loved me, stood up to bullying teachers and told me I was beautiful.

I didn't have that mom. I wasn't that kind of mom. I think that mom is just an invention, which is good because we are woman who are just trying to do our best. There is no perfect mom.

I tried to do my best. I believe my mom did, as well. I wouldn't have traded her for any tv mom.

A lovely actress died this past week. She was mourned by many. It's the reality of life and death and tv sitcoms.

Friday, November 25, 2016


Aam pefetly fine. Back Friday ish a blash at Lakeside Bwery. Love thish won day shale.

Meeerry Crishmash and news yoursh.

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