I love October! I enjoy the cooler air, it’s not cold (depending on where you live) but it’s a nice respite after hot summers. If you throw on a sweater you’re good to go!
Places like Starbucks bring out their annual pumpkin spice drinks. I’m not too keen on those but they have this apple crisp macchiato that is amazing! I like food and drink with apples in it anyhow so that’s right up my alley.
And let’s not forget the fun of Halloween! We’ve broken out our silly decorations for the year. I acquired a cute ghost thing this year that is illuminated on the inside with flashing colors. A pretty good deal for just three bucks at a drug store. I wish I could afford the big elaborate creepy stuff people put on their lawns.
Pull out your favorite horror movies, grab a bowl of your favorite treats and let’s dig in to October!
I saw some blog or so-called online magazine today where the author said two things, don’t use a typewriter (dated thing to say) and don’t wear pantyhose.
First of all, we pretty much all need to know how to use a keyboard unless someone’s a complete lazy ass!
She whined about numerous things like being sweaty and getting infections. I’ve said it before and I will say it many times again until people are sick of hearing it. If you have a problem with wearing pantyhose, the problem isn’t the pantyhose, it’s YOU. If wearing it is giving you odd health issues then you have problems with hygiene, not nylon material.
And, most of all, whining about pantyhose at all is an excuse for being a nasty frump that dresses like an eight year-old boy, which should never be someone’s template for style. Hosiery is the epitome of femininity.
So the Emmy’s was a thing last night. I stopped watching the televised awards shows long ago but I often glance at the winners list. I feel even more strongly that artistic endeavors should not be subject to competition and instead simple achievement. All of the nominations for any of the categories were worthy so why should anyone have to pick one? Surely we could instead have awards given out for all great shows, writing, performances as an acknowledgement of what was great in a past year. Perhaps then we wouldn’t have issues like #emmyssowhite, or great shows like The Mandalorian and Wandavision getting shut out for being genre.
That doesn’t mean give out “participation” awards. There should be a minimum of achievement to deserve kudos. Crap like Jennifer’s Body should have all the DVD copies burned and tossed in a garbage heap where they belong.
But for what is our best, let’s stop competing and start lifting each other up and acknowledging everyone’s greatness.
Ugh, it’s that time of year again. It’s time for the weekly broadcasts of grown men with a ball being chased by other grown men. The NFL athletes may be able to throw, kick, or run faster and more accurately than the rest of us, but it still comes to grown-ups playing a game appropriate for eight year-olds.
The athletes absurdly thank God when they win a Super Bowl. Really? You think God will play favorites in a dumb ball game? God didn’t bless a one of you stinky dudes. God has more important prayers to answer from people who are scared and in need. Also, the athletes get so wrecked if they lose a game, especially the Super Bowl. It’s like they think they were all entitled to a win somehow and were robbed by destiny.
The fans are the worst part. The athletes don’t represent you! They represent their paychecks! The fans sit on their ever-widening asses every Sunday and Monday scarfing down fattening snacks and carb-heavy beers all so they can yell like an angry mob at the TV when there’s a play they don’t agree with. The fans in the stadiums will even be violent towards fans of the other teams! God forbid someone in City A should wear the hat or shirt for City B. All for men chasing a little ball. Americans clearly need a better sense of priority.
Think of what we would have achieved if all the money spent by the fans per year, all the money spent on team salaries, all the money spent on advertising, was spent on something more worthwhile, like artistic endeavors, world hunger, ridding us of an awful pandemic, or manned space exploration in our system and beyond.
Nope. Americans think it’s better to have a reason to hate their fellows and yell, “We’re NUMBER ONE!!!!”
I have to laugh sometimes when some rock musician, famous or local, complains that Kiss aren’t good musicians.First of all, the lousy musicians of rock are from the 90’s onward (do you really think Mark Hoppus is skilled?). I don’t like Gene Simmons as a person but his bass playing in the 70s was very imaginative and not easy to play when you’re jumping around like the demon he portrays. And their guitar? Countless memorable tracks. There’s a reason we love Rock and Roll All Nite. What a great sing-along.
Kiss also came from an era of great straight-forward rock. Although I was too young to witness it, Kiss fit right in with the other early 70’s acts like Slade, T Rex, Sweet, Humble Pie. If you want something more complex like Kansas you can listen to them alone. I don’t care for BS classic rock that was designed to impress critics. I recommend sitting down and really immersing yourself in Kiss’ Destroyer, Rock and Roll Over, Alive 2, the ’78 Paul Stanley album, Creatures of the Night, 98’s Psycho Circus, and the more modern Sonic Boom.
Goddess bless Kiss and all the members present and past for such fun, energetic rock and roll!
For the life of me I can’t figure out what it is that would behoove a person to watch a reality show. For starters, most of it is scripted which means the fans would believe any line of bull they’re presented with. Secondly, there’s an unhealthy give and take of ego. Viewers uplift the ego of the people on screen which is already outrageously high. The Kardashians, any “Real Housewives” are ridiculously vain and greedy, essentially wealthy lowlifes. Worse yet, because of advertising dollars, they get even wealthier. The ugly tradeoff is that viewers sacrifice their own ego, diminishing their own self-worth because they’re filling up their time watching someone else’s life instead of their own empty lives. Those shows only prove that being wealthy doesn’t make you a worthwhile person. Why waste your time on someone like that? You matter. Take stock in yourself and your own loved ones, and forget everyone else.