The Message...

I post this every year around this time, due to it's timing in the movie, Chocolat.

Wishing all peace and hope.

Again, What Is It Going To Take?

   

REPOST ON 2/22/18
     This topic, GUNS; this is I think, the fourth or fifth time, I've posted this, or another similar,  hoping against hope, after yet another tragedy, for 21st Century updated gun rules, laws, and regulations.

     I have never wanted to infringe on somebody's right to own a gun, to keep at home for safety.  I question the rationale, but I also question the rationale of owning a fast car or a super large house, when you have to work most of the 24/7 to pay for each.  Having a gun for personal safety, without training and regular practice... most of us are not Angelina and Brad in Mr. & Mrs. Smith; nor are we Denzel in The Equalizer.  But, if you want a gun at home, fine.  Handgun, fine; hunting rifle or shotgun; fine.  Is it too much to ask for one to have a license, and required renewal's every year, complete with physical, mental, eye exam, etc.  As well as one for all who have access to it?  To drive a car, you must go through getting a license, have money to purchase a car as well as insurance; and a car's raison d' etre (reason for existence) is transportation.  Why is it such a bother to ask for sense for an instrument is made for killing?  Killing still is illegal, isn't it?

     As writer/comedian Sara Benincasa wrote in "Dear America: Here's Your Gun Solution-

No, I Don't Think All Men Are Bastards.

Wasn't sure what to call this.  

I have several posts that I'm working on in addition to the book and all else. 

But just wanted to get a few thoughts out there.

In response to the "MeToo" movement: #MeToo. 

In stating that, all I've done, is shared that, like most women, and even some men; I have experienced sexual harassment.  More than once.  And there are past moments that I, how should I describe?  Struggled with.   Time when I'd had no alcohol and setting seemed safe.  Then what happened was not something I planned, nor wanted.  No bruises, no scars.  Just the ones, nobody knows except me.  That I alone, worked to heal.

WHEN, Will Women Be Valued?

11/10/17
     This is a repost of a repost.  Sorta.  

I'm working on a post entitled The Long One...  
It will cover my thoughts on the topics as of late: All the hullabaloo of DC; the outing of... well, men behaving badly... 

Gorgonzola Gnocchi with Walnut Cream Sauce

      UPDATE: I learned this year, that sadly, Rose Angelis closed, on October 1, 2016, after 25 years of business.  Miss it more than I can say. 

     Today is November 3, 2017.  Halloween is over, and it's not long until we'll begin the hustle and bustle of the upcoming holidays.  This is a post from December of 2013; back when my blog was in its first year.  Posting it today, because I don't have time to finish one of the relevant current posts that I'm working on.  Also, because I have a hankering for this dish, so I thought I'd share it again.

What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

We Need To Talk About Sex Robots

     Today on Twitter, I saw the above photo and link to a  Pajiba article by Hannah Sole. 

     Couldn't help but laugh, shake my head and think,

     You wanna have sex with a robot?  Fine.  Just don't come crying to me when your penis gets stuck.