Some greatest hits of Hawai'ian song:

There's a place in Hawaii
That is very dear to me
I am homesick as can be
Won't you listen to my plea?

I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua Hawaii
I want to be with all the kanes and wahines that I knew… Read full post »

Celebrate HAROLD LLOYD!

So who was Harold Lloyd? 

I was hoping someone would ask me that! Harold Lloyd has been called the "third genius of silent comedy", in the same league with Chaplin and Keaton, but not as well known tod… Read full post »

It's Friday, hammering down rain out there (dark already at 9:00 a.m.!), and my mind meanders like pancake syrup. For the past few days I've had the song I've Got You Under my Skin by the Four Seasons running in a circular loop in my head (I have mixed… Read full post »

 (This started off as an experiment - with my semi-new computer, I couldn't get them to stick. Then decided they were too cute NOT to post. Such tiny birds, to lift up my hope.)

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(A hymn, with too many exclamation points to be sure - and I've omitted the last verse because it's too Christian - not for me, but for you. Nevertheless, in these tired, precarious times, it speaks to me. . .)

A woman and a coin - the coin… Read full post »

This is a stupid story, but maybe not.

It's about nothing, but maybe it's about everything.

Maybe it's the beginning of the end. That's what I worry about.

My brother rotted to death with schizophrenia and died at 31. My uncle with dementia was so bad he was reduced… Read full post »

Let us now praise the magical transformation that is plastic surgery.

OK then, let's not.

Yes, I do realize that for some people this is an illness. I would have included the poor woman who injected her face with cooking oil, but it was just too horrible… Read full post »

Those of you who follow this blog (all two of you) might be aware that I'm a psychiatric survivor from way back. Since about fifteen, my moods have pinballed, dragging me through the muck of depression and occasionally springboarding me into Shangri-la.

In this society, that mean… Read full post »

You know, guys, I don't usually watch this stuff. Truly I don't. I might have seen part of a couple of episodes early on, when two overwhelmed young parents were trying to cope with no sleep and an avalanche of shitty diapers.

Every episode began with footage of Kate… Read full post »

Wishing you a safe and blessed

All Saints Day

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 Smile, though your heart is aching. . .

A little strychnine in your tea?

                     Riarrrrrrww!

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When I set out to write this-here piece, which has been boiling around in my head for weeks, I downloaded a lot of lyrics from '60s pop songs that demonstrated class distinction: "Dawn, go away, I'm no good for you," "Lord have mercy on a boy from down in the boondocks,"… Read full post »

Graham Greene wrote a highly controversial review of the Shirley Temple film, Wee Willie Winkie, in the '30s. We won't get into the significance of the title, except to say that the review is worse. Yet, some see it as sharply satiric and a valid criticism. What think?

Wee Willie… Read full post »

Possibly the creepiest pop song ever written. Almost a celebration of pedophilia.

Why didn't anyone see it back then? Collective cultural blindness?

 


Clair, the moment I met you I swear
I felt as if something somewhere
Had happened to me
Which I couldn't see

And then
The moment I met you again… Read full post »

Not much to say today except HURRAY! My illustrious daughter Shannon, a reporter for Vancouver TV news, has just won her third Webster award. (She won her first for a radio documentary in her early 20s, the second last year as part of a team, and this year flying solo). She's 32 and I… Read full post »

This is the first time I've been able to attach a photo with the "new" system.

Yipee! Read full post »

I haven't posted for a while, and you will notice there are no photos. My old computer finally melted, and the soul of it has been poured into a new machine that won't do anything I need it to do. I have had various tutorial sessions with husband, computer-genius son, etc.,… Read full post »

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIE3GXWNyKc

Cutest version of The Turkey Song ever, sung by my brilliant granddaughter Caitlin.

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It's here! Or at least, it was here, until certain establishments hauled it off the shelves.

Well, why NOT an Obama Chia Pet? You don't even have to change the skin tones. He looks sorta like one o' dem chocolate turkeys we have for Canadian Thanksgiving (see next post). And… Read full post »

Get one thing straight: we Canadians have Thanksgiving at the PROPER time.

We don't wait until  goddamn nearly CHRISTMAS to have our little yearly festival of gratitude.

We don't treat our holiday like some excuse to rip through the stores l… Read full post »

I've been tallying the  results over the last few weeks, and the figures are in:

Every day, I'm seeing or hearing the word "iconic" in the media (along with its weird sister, "icon") an average of three times a day.

That's because I'm counting. What's wrong with everyone else? It's the… Read full post »

Bah-da Bah-da-da-da Bah-da Bah-da-da-da
Bah-da Bah-da-da-da

Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday Mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday Mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be her/… Read full post »

And now it’s time to play. . .

 FUN WITH WORDS! 

Ye-e-es, it’s that goofy game in which we discover words that no one uses any more. Words that are retired. Words that have expired. And a few once-popular phrases that seem to have dropped right off t/… Read full post »

I used to live in New York city
Every thing there was dark and dirty
Outside my window was a steeple
With a clock that always said twelve thirty

Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the morning I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't… Read full post »

I need something to get this bad taste out of my mouth. Don't you?

I'm sick of the whole bleepin' deal. Aren't you?

No? Well, try to enjoy these anyway.

I never played with paper dolls, not seriously anyway, because I was too busy collecti… Read full post »