Welcome! How exciting that we can go on this journey together. I tend to write in free form thought, so I'll tend to post on just about anything that strikes my fancy - life in the Midwest for a Cali Gal, culture, politics, history, opinion, entertainment... Basically, life. Grand, ain't it?
Okay, This is Too Funny
Pretty rare that I devote a post to a blog, but this one Stuff White People Like, is absolutely hilarious. And it's only three months old! It's getting loads of traffic with a zillion comments.
So I am getting old. We all do. And it's true, time seems to fly by. I don't know how it happened, but I'm glad to have the memories. Where I feel age most is music. You know, the day you don't know any of the currently popular tracks, you're old. I fancy myself a pretty good arbiter of good music, so I am ashamed to admit that I missed this genius. Yup, I'm calling it. I'm late. Clarence Greenwood, aka Citizen Cope, has been around for ages. The above with Eric Clapton (Eric Clapton?!) is from 2010! How did I not know about him? I didn't know. My husband didn't know. Most people didn't know. That needs to change. He's good. His music is good. And he's got a fab life partner - Alice Smith.
So, my mission is let as many people as possible know about him. He should be a thing. And so should Alice.
For the record, Roy Moore does not deserve to serve in the U.S. Senate because he is a fool and charlatan who does not respect the Constitution - except for the 2nd Amendment (is that surprising?). He is a disgraced, former jurist.
And he appears to be a serial sexual predator of young women. That first statement should be in the nail in his political office coffin. And the second should be the dirt on that coffin, but it's not. And that's a shame. A clear pattern has been established and verified. For many on the right side of the aisle, the evidence, the statements of the women are not enough. I get the political reasons why Republicans don't want to lose a Senate seat. But at what cost? The cost of their souls. History will not be kind to them on many levels.
I'm not sure what is stealing my time away, but I look up and see that the last time I wrote you, Dear Reader, is way back in December. How the hell did that happen? What on earth have I been up to? I can tell you that whatever I've been doing, it's not been with some great guy (well, that's if you don't count Cam or James the cat) or anything else particularly interesting. One thing I have been doing is going to parenting classes. The first one is mandatory for Cam's preschool. It's a part of the program. I guess making us volunteer once a month, giving me homework and participation in field trips just isn't enough. Nope, I've got to give up two hours per week for ten weeks. That's right, you read that right: twenty precious hours of vacation given up to the old LAUSD. They need teachers? I can tell that whoever thought up this little gem of a waste of time, did so when women stayed home and didn't go out and work for a living. …