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Everything I Learned About Perseverance, I Learned From Twisted Sister

Monday, February 29th, 2016

Not entirely. But I would have if I was just starting out in my career as an author and watched the recent documentary on the band, We Are Twisted F***ing Sister! I watched it last night. Whatever I thought I knew about the band was blown away. It turns out I didn’t know very much at all and, honestly, the title of this post isn’t as crazy as it sounds. The documentary started at the very beginning of the band’s existence and worked its way forward. Suffice to say these guys had so much working against them that anybody else would have packed it in long before landing their record deal with Atlantic.

Election Year Is Playing Out Like A Bad Sitcom

Thursday, February 25th, 2016

This won’t surprise you in the least, but I identify as a Democrat. Allow me to say that I’m not a gung ho, die hard “OMG OMG GO GO GO GO Democrats!” kinda Democrat. I’m much quieter and, in all honesty, I’m not above voting for someone from a different party if I feel they’ll do the better job. Not all politicians are created equal; some of them even resemble human beings. And, okay, I rarely have many nice things to say about politicians. I’ll own that. All of this being said, I also have to own that voting for the next President of the United States is going to be a very, very, very easy decision for me. Have you been paying attention to all the annoying bullshit going on this year?

Shaken, Not Stirred

Monday, February 22nd, 2016

A couple of friends have noticed and made mention to me that I haven’t been myself lately. I’m distracted or distant and there is some merit to that. You see, I haven’t ‘felt’ the same in the last couple of months. It’s all been askew, something I’ve known about and won’t deny. Things haven’t been the same. Despite what my husband might say, I tend to be somewhat unshakable. I’m emotional and I’ll react to things, but I’m also very predictable when I’m emotional and react to things. It doesn’t mean I’m easily shaken. It just means we know what my reaction will be. But I have been shaken these past few months. Badly.

Perchance A Mystère?

Thursday, February 18th, 2016

Have you ever watched a movie with a particularly bizarre scene, like in Insidious when the characters travel in the Further, and think “That is a really screwed up bunch of visuals?” And by screwed up, I mean nightmarish. Or perhaps you remember the video for Duran Duran’s Wild Boys? Incredible, though inhabited by those who could easily become the thing of nightmares. These are, I believe, what dreams are sometimes made of. They go to the bizarre end of the spectrum and as much as they titillate, they’re best left as dreams. I think someone tapped into this when they created Cirque du Soleil.

Year of the Monkey Las Vegas Style

Monday, February 15th, 2016

I’m patiently waiting for the Year of the Dog to roll around again and not because I enjoy being spanked with a rolled up newspaper. I don’t, incidentally. It’s just the only time His Majesty’s Grandmonster is pleasant to me. If it’s not written in the stars, she ain’t abiding by it. And speaking of the Evil One, His Majesty went to Hong Kong to spend time with her—as he does—and take her over to Japan for a short vacation. It used to be she’d just ignore lines in stores and for queuing up at the bus stop. Not anymore. Now she’s ignoring airport screening checkpoints. Oh, the fun I could have had recording it all. Instead, I went to Las Vegas with Little Brother, which was considerably safer fun.

A Pre-Existence Round Table Discussion Might Have Helped

Thursday, February 4th, 2016

You know those little niggly thoughts you get in the back of your mind that stick around just long enough to annoy you for thinking about in the first place? I hate those. And the more I try to NOT think about them, the more thought I put into it. It’s like giving life to something that shouldn’t exist. I figuratively breed stupidity. Of course, you look around us today and you see a lot of people breeding stupidity, often literally. And they’re usually being photographed shopping at Walmart.

The Warmth of a Mental Fire

Monday, February 1st, 2016

If medication can mess with someone’s mind when they’re taking it, it goes double for me. I rarely even take an aspirin. So if I’m taking cold/sinus medication as this past week has been the case, then rest assured it’s screwed with me. How? It makes me emotional. My husband says I’m already too emotional at times. What’s his take on emotions then? Just take a gander at his text reaction to my previous blog post birthday message to him: “Got about half through the birthday message, started to feel misty, so had to cut that shit off.” Oh, yes.