Today is the 70th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz. I've shed more than a few tears today while reading the accounts of survivors returning to the camp to mark this date. Do yourself a favor and read a few yourself.
We must never get to a point where the world forgets the horrors inflicted upon the Jews, Catholics, Gypsies, Homosexuals, Disabled and everyone else the Nazi's deemed unworthy of life within the so-called "Third Reich's Master Race".
There is no pretending these terrible acts "weren't that bad" or trying to prove the Holocaust did not happen. There just isn't. We must face our past, learn from it and never, never, NEVER let it happen again.
With the rise of Religious Extremism, Antisemitism and hatred is on the rise once again across Europe and the rest of the world is, seemingly, turning a blind eye (again). I don't care who you are or what your beliefs are, there is a group of people out there who would do to you exactly what was done to those I mentioned above both before and during World War II. Don't think for a moment that you would be safe or exempt, because you wouldn't.
Don't let history repeat itself.............
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Most of you know that I have a really good relationship with my dad. Weird way to start out a blog post, right?
Anyway, it's a credit to my dad that I have the diverse taste in music, kitsch and comedy that I do. He's the one who got me watching old timey comedy and listening to everything from classical to jazz (not fusion though), swing, 60's brit pop, 70's rock and roll. Comedy-wise, TV shows were Batman, Addams Family, Honeymooners and Monty Python amongst others. He also got me started with Star Trek (which led to me finding Doctor Who). Gotta love it! Anyway, I'm rambling...
So, for Christmas my dad got a Roku. I'd initially bought one for my folks as a gift (I have one and haven't had cable for a few years), but my mom told me that she'd bought one, so I returned it (mistake). Christmas rolls around and when I visit them, I help with the set-up of the Roku. My dad asks if we have one for him (no) so my mom goes out and gets one for him. We get it all set-up and now I think that's all he watches, apart from his British Football matches. He can watch all his favorite shows and movies without commercials. It's so neat! He gets all the Poirot, Star Trek and Hawaii 5-0 that he wants. It's nice to see him use and enjoy a Christmas gift!!!!
Side note - Just to give you an idea about his musical taste, he has an ipod playing in his office day and night. It never gets turned off. He's set it to shuffle, so you never hear a bunch of songs by the same artist. While I was sitting in there talking to him, I heard: Hank Williams, Led Zeppelin, Frank Morgan, INXS (yes, INXS!!!) and the Bee Gees (Jive Talkin'!!!).
How can you not love a guy like that? Too bad he sort of blew my Vespa dreams all to hell. When I broached the subject with him he told me, basically, "If you get one and I have a heart attack and die, it's all your fault". So no pressure to not get one then...........
That's my dad!
Anyway, it's a credit to my dad that I have the diverse taste in music, kitsch and comedy that I do. He's the one who got me watching old timey comedy and listening to everything from classical to jazz (not fusion though), swing, 60's brit pop, 70's rock and roll. Comedy-wise, TV shows were Batman, Addams Family, Honeymooners and Monty Python amongst others. He also got me started with Star Trek (which led to me finding Doctor Who). Gotta love it! Anyway, I'm rambling...
So, for Christmas my dad got a Roku. I'd initially bought one for my folks as a gift (I have one and haven't had cable for a few years), but my mom told me that she'd bought one, so I returned it (mistake). Christmas rolls around and when I visit them, I help with the set-up of the Roku. My dad asks if we have one for him (no) so my mom goes out and gets one for him. We get it all set-up and now I think that's all he watches, apart from his British Football matches. He can watch all his favorite shows and movies without commercials. It's so neat! He gets all the Poirot, Star Trek and Hawaii 5-0 that he wants. It's nice to see him use and enjoy a Christmas gift!!!!
Side note - Just to give you an idea about his musical taste, he has an ipod playing in his office day and night. It never gets turned off. He's set it to shuffle, so you never hear a bunch of songs by the same artist. While I was sitting in there talking to him, I heard: Hank Williams, Led Zeppelin, Frank Morgan, INXS (yes, INXS!!!) and the Bee Gees (Jive Talkin'!!!).
How can you not love a guy like that? Too bad he sort of blew my Vespa dreams all to hell. When I broached the subject with him he told me, basically, "If you get one and I have a heart attack and die, it's all your fault". So no pressure to not get one then...........
That's my dad!
Monday, January 26, 2015
Reading Aloud last night kicked ass (as always). If you haven't discovered it yet, you need to check it out.
Last Night's Cast:
Steve Agee
Joe McIntyre
Paul Scheer
Brian Stack
French Stewart
Kevin Sussman
Maria Thayer
Great talent, awesome material and an intimate venue.
Only drawback was an audience member, who I think was there to see Joe McIntyre. She must have gotten in line late and was very unhappy that she didn't get that front row center seat. Instead, she got a seat right at the stage, but off to the side. This meant that she was in every other audience members line of sight. She spent a good portion of the show texting on her phone and looking really pissed-off / unhappy...... Unless if course she just has "bitchy resting face". If that's the case, I apologize for the looking pissed-off comment. If not, LOOK HAPPY, YOU WERE FRONT ROW!!
People, just remember, it's rude to text during a show and you aren't the only person in the room, people can see you!
Last Night's Cast:
Steve Agee
Joe McIntyre
Paul Scheer
Brian Stack
French Stewart
Kevin Sussman
Maria Thayer
Great talent, awesome material and an intimate venue.
Only drawback was an audience member, who I think was there to see Joe McIntyre. She must have gotten in line late and was very unhappy that she didn't get that front row center seat. Instead, she got a seat right at the stage, but off to the side. This meant that she was in every other audience members line of sight. She spent a good portion of the show texting on her phone and looking really pissed-off / unhappy...... Unless if course she just has "bitchy resting face". If that's the case, I apologize for the looking pissed-off comment. If not, LOOK HAPPY, YOU WERE FRONT ROW!!
People, just remember, it's rude to text during a show and you aren't the only person in the room, people can see you!
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
You know, there are times when I REALLY miss my ex-boyfriend (a LEGEND in his field of work). One of those times is tonight! I would have loved to have sent him a text, email or just plain called him, just to make him chuckle with this anecdote. No one else would really get it, but he would. It's not my normal traffic horror stories, either....
On my way home from work tonight I was stuck in traffic, as usual. I was in a pretty good mood though. I had good music playing, so I was nice and relaxed. Then this asshole in a Mustang cuts me off (almost hitting my car in the process) then when I change lanes, he cuts me off again! As is generally known, I do kind of have a problem with getting angry when I'm behind the wheel (No comments from the peanut gallery please) so I start to get pissed-off, but try to calm myself down......but I'm not stupid and the dude is in a distinctive car, so I keep track of him (you should know where the dangers are at all times). He cuts-off all kinds of people, uses lanes he's not supposed to be in and I finally lose him, thinking he got on the freeway.
Turns out he didn't and I catch-up to him a little bit later (not on purpose), where he cuts me off AGAIN. Him in his fucking ugly Mustang!!!
I did a few evasive moves to get out from behind him, then when I finally got to the point where I'm next to him (he was in a turn lane), I gave him a steely glare and flipped him off (might have also called him a c********* as well), then I realized that it was quite possibly one of my ex's colleagues.
I was SHOCKED, but I think I recovered pretty well (and quickly).
Now this guy is someone everyone loves and thinks is the nicest guy ever. He's almost considered a "rock star" in his industry (not sure that's deserved though). I'd heard stories that he could be a dick who backstabs and talks crap about his contemporaries behind their backs, but that side of him is kept pretty much off the radar. He's the All-American guy everyone loves.
Anyway, this guy is really revered in many circles and I'd just gone and flipped him the bird and called him a c********....and you know what? I'd do it again (twice!) 'cause the guy was a dangerous and shitty driver tonight.
Am I 100% sure it was him? No (after all, he wasn't wearing the "distressed" baseball cap that was usually on his head whenever I used to see him around) that's why I'm not calling the guy out by name.
Let's be honest, I probably wouldn't call him out even if I was sure, because I'm classy like that. Calling someone a foul name and flipping them off doesn't mean I lose my classiness, right? RIGHT!??!!?
UPDATE: I got a couple of questions about this. NO, I did NOT shout the bad name out of my car window. My window was rolled-up. I mean, I'm sure it was clear to him what I was doing and saying, but I wasn't overly aggressive about it...Sheesh! Have any if you ever heard me yell ANYTHING? I doubt it.
On my way home from work tonight I was stuck in traffic, as usual. I was in a pretty good mood though. I had good music playing, so I was nice and relaxed. Then this asshole in a Mustang cuts me off (almost hitting my car in the process) then when I change lanes, he cuts me off again! As is generally known, I do kind of have a problem with getting angry when I'm behind the wheel (No comments from the peanut gallery please) so I start to get pissed-off, but try to calm myself down......but I'm not stupid and the dude is in a distinctive car, so I keep track of him (you should know where the dangers are at all times). He cuts-off all kinds of people, uses lanes he's not supposed to be in and I finally lose him, thinking he got on the freeway.
Turns out he didn't and I catch-up to him a little bit later (not on purpose), where he cuts me off AGAIN. Him in his fucking ugly Mustang!!!
I did a few evasive moves to get out from behind him, then when I finally got to the point where I'm next to him (he was in a turn lane), I gave him a steely glare and flipped him off (might have also called him a c********* as well), then I realized that it was quite possibly one of my ex's colleagues.
I was SHOCKED, but I think I recovered pretty well (and quickly).
Now this guy is someone everyone loves and thinks is the nicest guy ever. He's almost considered a "rock star" in his industry (not sure that's deserved though). I'd heard stories that he could be a dick who backstabs and talks crap about his contemporaries behind their backs, but that side of him is kept pretty much off the radar. He's the All-American guy everyone loves.
Anyway, this guy is really revered in many circles and I'd just gone and flipped him the bird and called him a c********....and you know what? I'd do it again (twice!) 'cause the guy was a dangerous and shitty driver tonight.
Am I 100% sure it was him? No (after all, he wasn't wearing the "distressed" baseball cap that was usually on his head whenever I used to see him around) that's why I'm not calling the guy out by name.
Let's be honest, I probably wouldn't call him out even if I was sure, because I'm classy like that. Calling someone a foul name and flipping them off doesn't mean I lose my classiness, right? RIGHT!??!!?
UPDATE: I got a couple of questions about this. NO, I did NOT shout the bad name out of my car window. My window was rolled-up. I mean, I'm sure it was clear to him what I was doing and saying, but I wasn't overly aggressive about it...Sheesh! Have any if you ever heard me yell ANYTHING? I doubt it.
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