… In Rome In Venice Photographed by Stewart Halperin In North Carolina Pictured in the front; Frank Weathers and Mr. Nelson. Stephanie’s the tramp in the back with the big hair and her hands on her hips and that’s me by the open trailer door waving y’all to come over and have some apple wine and moonshine in red plastic cups. Cause I’m fancy and junk. What? Read more
… Merrymakers at Shrovetide or “Vastenavond” by Frans Hals c. 1616-17 Don’t you love the crass revelry depicted here – the crude finger gestures and is that dude in the back giving me the two finger salute or just throwing a gang sign? Two of the figures are recognizable as stock characters from comic theater, “Peeckelhaering” (Pickled Herring), with the garland of eggs and sausages, and Hans Wurst with sausages on his cap. If you are familar with Hals you... Read more
… I am terrible at Lent. I never seem to get it right. I can’t stick to what I’ve given up or remain dedicated to what I’ve promised to do. The best I can muster is reading a book relating to Lent and a fish fry or two. Terrible, I know. I can not even cultivate a proper penitential atmosphere on my blog that so many others seem to do. But I will try though. There’s merit in effort I’ve... Read more
… I have to get it all out of my system before I can properly proceed with blogging. If I don’t, I’ll simply die. So if you haven’t seen the finale yet or even parts of Season 2 – look away now. Those eyebrows. My Goodness. Mary’s eyebrows could act for her; she’d need no script. If it weren’t for their wide range of expressions Season 2 might have been a total wash. I tuned in just to watch them... Read more
… It feels so wrong to be attending a Downton Abbey party this weekend while there is so much political unrest to be blogging about instead. I’ll be watching a marathon airing of the entire Season 2 and it’s finale while making off color jokes about poor Mr. Pamuk, meanwhile the world goes to Hell in a hand basket around me. Well, one must put on a brave face during war time. Being defeatists is so middle class, you know.... Read more
… Fillion Friday. Want more Hey Girl the Fillion edition? Click here. Read more
… I’m not sure if you noticed but the frequency of posting has been slowly declining. You see, I am writing a book. Well, a field guide type of book anyway. An ornithological type guide to nun gazing complete with categories, genus, species, and order. There will even be an endangered and extinct section. I’ll let your imagination run rampant with that one. Needless to say it’s kept me quite busy. The research has proven quite fascinating to learn of... Read more
… A friend asked my son if he was going to see the Star Wars movie in 3-D and he looked thoughtful for a moment then plainly replied, “I don’t think Jar Jar Binks in 3-D would be too entertaining. No. I’ll pass.” So we went to see Journey 2 the Mysterious Island instead because George Lucas sold his soul and Jules Verne commands more respect in our household. This was my childhood; full of science fiction-y whimsy. Note the... Read more
… God has a wicked sense of humor. I can prove it. What’s worse than bumping into someone you once dated looking absolutely horrible – like ripped pantyhose, tea stained blouse, haven’t washed my hair in two days horrible? Why bumping into him looking that way on Valentine’s Day while he’s out with his new love, of course. Not only did she appear ten years my junior but her hair was clean too. Figures. Even though I looked like a... Read more
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