Beth Mann's Blog
- Long Beach Island, New Jersey, USA
- November 11
- Hot Buttered Media
- I'm a writer and creative consultant. I have years of experimental comedy and strange theater under my belt. I surf. I cook. I love wine, men and song.
And puppies. I effin' love puppies.
MY RECENT POSTS
- 20 or 21 Netflix Streaming
Suggestions for a Cold Night
December 15, 2013 08:13PM
- It's Just a Truck (Or Why I
Don't Like Michael Stipe)
July 07, 2013 11:27AM
- 10 Screaming, Streaming,
Steaming Netflix Suggestions
June 02, 2013 05:19PM
- You and your Dumb Mental
April 07, 2013 10:12AM
- 10 Rainy Day Streaming Netflix
September 28, 2012 12:41PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
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and touching. (And thanks for
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activity at ol' OS. Kudos
are all the
December 28, 2013 06:34PM
- “This is a powerful org.
Well-organized with wide
December 17, 2013 09:46PM
- “I'm with
You can also be
a daily virtual thorn in
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- “Okay, I've included
everyone's suggestions. (You
really write this
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I deliberated long and hard about this post. Would I sound racist? Intolerant? Can I even use the term “illegal immigrants”? Then I began to internally rail against a stifling political climate, where it’s difficult to utter one word about racial issues or imm… Read full post »
In the movies, I’m at my dying aunt’s bedside, a band of loving cousins surrounding me. I’m singing a song she used to sing with my mother and other aunts and uncles a long, long time ago. When they’d sit around the kitchen… Read full post »
[This is a piece I wrote several years ago that seems timely considering the d-i-v-o-r-c-e.]
I don’t have the movie star hots for Tom Cruise. I don’t even like him much as actor. He seems like a shiny little alien on Scientology overdrive. But while in… Read full post »
A final blow to the head and he was out cold, face down, glistening drool seeping from his cracked, nicotine-stained lips. And I was the one who… Read full post »
Say Anything came out… Read full post »
Take my New Year’s resolution. Please. It doesn’t require fasting, gym memberships or less porn (shew). It’s simple, right at your fingertips and you can use it year after year.
Touch people more.… Read full post »
I'm going to give away the punchline: I fell in love with a fairly well-known musician after developing an online relationship with him. Best to just… Read full post »
I was suspicious of them early on, though I wasn't quite sure why. Perhaps its that pervasive and cloying "pink means female" message. We suffer from a "cute" femmy disease and wear sweet little ribbons to prove it. Barbie should wear one!
After watching several friends and relatives die
So you have a cell phone? Okay, well good for you. I do too! Fancy, isn't it? But remember, there are some rules to remember when using that spiffy telecommunication device of yours in public:
1. You're not special because you have a cell phone. Small children and… Read full post »
I’m looting my neighbor’s garden. Looting light, I would call it. Everyone has been evacuated and I’m one of the few remaining at the Jersey shore during Hurricane Irene. I grab a few ripe tomatoes, a batch of heady oregano. It’s all/… Read full post »
[This was first published at RedRoom.com, another great site for writers.]
My body, like hers, has… Read full post »
I’m not defending Kristen LaBrie. Her case is hardly clear-cut. This single mother was convicted of attempted murder, among other charges, for ceasing to give chemotherapy to her 9-year old autistic and cancer-stricken son, Jeremy Fraser. He eventually died and she will spend 8 - 10/… Read full post »
When my mom was dying of cancer years ago, I gave her a journal. I told her to write anything she wanted in it. My mother was a consummate reader and a creative writing teacher, so I knew it wouldn't be a stretch for her. After she…
When I first watched Glee, I felt giddy. Unabashedly expressive, darkly humorous...it was an earnest program with a heart.
And yes, I'm talking in past tense. The Hollywood machine ate the show for brunch and bulimically purged it into the pretty mess we now have before us.… Read full post »
Secondly, you smiled big and hard when you read the story about Jet Blue's flight attendant Steven Slater and his dramatic dispute with a passenger. According to The New York Times:
Mr. Slater instructed the person to remain… Read full post »
I don't think I've ever tittered before. I'm not even sure what a titter is. But when the question hit me, that's what I began to do.
"Why don't we just have sex? Right now."
Clint and I don't have sex. He and his brothers live down the street and serve… Read full post »
The scientists at Silly Lists of Nothingness have been plugging tirelessly away at yet another ridiculous list for your review. This week, Dr. Ruby Lawrence and Dr. Beth Mann spent nearly two hours in the lab, dissecting photographs of hot men in the name of science.
Now, we're not talking about… Read full post »
In case you haven't heard, Boobquake was started by…
"Words are alive. Cut them and they bleed."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yesterday, I had a conversation with an old boyfriend. He said I was the first to say, "I love you." I vaguely remember him initiating it. The debate bordered on an argument and I couldn't help… Read full post »
I turned my back on television many years ago. Sitcoms, reality TV, annoying commercials - the sheer stupidity of it all seemed too pervasive to overlook. But in the last few years, there's a crop of programs that have me thinking twice. These shows have an almost cinematic quality - beautifull… Read full post »
taken 11 months before he died.
“Is that the guy who likes to have sex with dead
women?” my boyfriend asks.
“No, I think that’s just a myth.”
“Do you want another line?”
“When I’m done. I… Read full post »
Liz Falco (left) and Cathy Cushla (right)
(This piece was written for Red Room. Their topic of the week: "What what would Franz Kafka blog about if he were alive today?" Not sure if I captured some of the elements of his writing but I tried.)
The first time I see him, he is leaning against his… Read full post »
A winter Sunday at the Jersey Shore. Waves are big, messy and a little dangerous. Water temperature - 40 degrees. Air temp, about the same.
My three surfing friends: Sunday, Pete and Clint (with ass crack showing). And me. (Photos from last summer.)