I've been asked to leave better places than this!

Cathy being escorted from the Blogger's get together last Saturday evening. (Ray is the man in the suit.)

Clown Ministry

College of St. Catherine.

Cathy said as soon as she graduates from Clown School she is going back to blogging. (Make-up is her favorite class - wouldn't you know!)

Blogger's night out.

Some local bloggers at a restaurant called The Little Red Wagon.
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They were having dinner last night with the Drysdales. (Milburn and Mrs. Drysdale are not pictured - they refused to be photographed with the group. Ms. Hathaway couldn't make it.)

Photo analysis - #1 in a series.

This is my first post for my new series involving personality profiling from photos. (It's going to be quite popular.)
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Disclaimer: I do not intend to be mean or demeaning of persons, like people were to that poor college professor who desecrated the Eucharist. (Gosh! People made fun of his job, his college, his education level, his academic level - no wonder people hate Catholics.) So anyway. No. I won't go there.
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"Father" Janice: (Claims ordination as a priest.)
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From the looks of the photo, she appears to be 50-ish. Probably married with children and possibly grand-children.
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It appears she colors her hair and either does it herself or goes to a neighborhood hairdresser - the roots, you know. Should have been touched up before ordination.
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Facial traits also indicate the likelihood she may be a smoker - now or at one time. The bags under the eyes, the lines around the mouth, suggest that. Although some of the lines are probably laugh lines, so she probably has a fun sense of humor.
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One might assume she has little or no taste as evidenced by the vestments, the Peter Pan collar sticking out around her neck, her pose, and the background art. (This isn't uncommon for spiritual people however.)
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The environment chosen for the photo also suggests to me she is into or open to New Age spirituality and knows very little about authentic Roman Catholic doctrine, theology, spirituality, liturgy, and so on. It is obvious she has a taste for novelty in religious matters. Of course, she is not really a Roman Catholic priest either - thus she may have an aptitude for acting or impersonations. (This is strictly my personal take on the way she presents in the photo.)
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All in all she looks to be a very nice person, in a Shirley McClain sort of way.
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The End. (The author admits his studies are purely speculative and in no way can be considered factual.)

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Seriously. I can read all of that from just one photo. I am so not lying or pretending or anything like that. Please, no snarky comments either - I do not want this to be an occasion for scorn or contempt for persons - seriously.
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People to watch for in my upcoming series:
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Cathy Alexander
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Bishop Pellotte (aka the Battered Bishop)
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Joee Toadjack
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Janet Reno
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Tonya Harding (Before and after!)
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Stay tuned!

Why I do not post my real photo in my profile.

Suspicious minds want to know.

Because I'm very ugly and fat and I have never liked the way I look. Let me explain: I think I have horrible teeth, a goofy smile, a fat Irish nose, small lips, beady eyes, receding hairline - almost to the back of my neck, jowls that someone once told me looked like gopher cheeks - before they dropped, my eyebrows are too far apart, I wear glasses, - yeah - I'm just too ugly to look at. And plus I think it is sort of funny to have a profile photo that everyone who knows me knows it is not really me. And I get a lot of Internet hits this way too. Oh! And it protects my privacy because I'm not recognized in public by anyone...

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And guess what? Very often when I do see people I once knew, worked with, went to school with, or have met briefly, I often do not say anything because I am completely convinced that;

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A) they would not, and/or do not remember me,

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B) are embarrassed to admit they know me,

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C) are deliberately avoiding me because I'm not a good person,

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D) never noticed me in the first place,

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E) or they just don't like me,

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F) and sometimes all of the above.

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This is absolutely true and explains why I rarely speak first when I see an acquaintance in public; I honestly do not want to interrupt or bother them. All-rightey-then.

The waiting room...

We are all waiting for the big one.
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Yesterday's quake in California confirmed it - I'm not the only one waiting for the next promised big one. Not just in California, but anywhere in the U.S. - we are a country on high anxiety alert - which explains why the press made a huge deal of a moderate quake that did very little damage.
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A list of the most popular "big ones" many people probably are waiting for:
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Another 911.
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Any horrendous act of terrorism, but especially something nuclear - although it must be localized.
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Another, bigger Katrina.
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A mega volcano in Yosemite.
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Any volcanic action in downtown L.A.
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A tsunami - on any coast of the U.S. (All of these things must happen in the U.S. to impress us for more than a day.)
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A mega quake anywhere in the U.S. but higher points if it hits someplace such as Memphis where we haven't built buildings to withstand quakes.
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What most people in the waiting room DO NOT want:
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No pandemic - no one wants to be sick.
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No recession/depression - no one wants to be poor.
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No all out war - no one wants to fight.

The picture of Dorian Leigh

Elena at Tea At Trianon has a nice post on this model who past away earlier this month.

Crucified without nails...

Some days.

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Some days the memories of childhood sweep over me in a tsunami of pain and ignominy, with such overwhelming force, I can think of little else. After many years, I have learned to abandon myself in these circumstances. In doing so, I have come to realize how disabling the pain can be... like being crucified without nails.

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I say that because I used to run from the pain. I ran into all sorts of vices trying to convince myself it never happened, and I always ended up proving it did... and proving that I was what they said I was. Although, in an odd way, my sin allowed me to forgive them.

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Nevertheless it is still like being crucified - without nails; one is free to run - but it never goes away.

3 Stooges - Disorder In The Court

ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

Conclusions

I was just going through my old posts looking for something on small black capes...

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And I skimmed a couple of posts wherein I kind of ranted about other people. Mostly about how people act in church; such as talking in church, chapel veils, genuflecting or not, receiving communion standing or kneeling, in-the-hand or not, and so on and so forth.

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1st conclusion: How unbelievably petty and unimportant.

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2nd conclusion: What a meddling busy-body I am.

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3rd conclusion: The posts were extremely poorly written.

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4th conclusion: What a waste of time - to read or to write..

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And to think we are going to be judged on every word we utter.

My blogs.

This blog has degenerated into a bunch of videos of black girls singin' trash.

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I have a page on Facebook but I do not go there - I don't know what the big deal is about Facebook anyway - it's kinda high school if you ask me. I mean 3 blogs and then a Facebook site? That is obsessive. Although I was thinking of getting a web cam and doing interviews and self-help videos - with my assorted personalities of course. (Heavily disguised, and using all of my different voices - maybe some singing too.)

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Does anyone know I could do that? Do you just get a web cam, make a video and post it on Youtube? (I'll bet Little Freak knows all about it - he is so sick.)

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Now aside from this last-ditch, desperado career venture, I will try to post more thoughtful, insightful posts on this blog once again. (I pronounced 'again' like 'uh-gane' - classy huh?)

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Like this:

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Once upon a time I had an aunt Leona, who was married to my dad's brother Herman. She had a sort of a frog-in-her-throat voice, and in fact she kind of looked like a frog, only with cat-glasses. My mother couldn't stand her, so that is why the rest of us didn't like her either. Come to find out, after Leona died, she was actually very nice and a rather devout Catholic for awhile. My mother's attitude was toxic - she did not like many people. Anyway, after Leona died, uncle Herman married a friend of theirs just 2 or 3 months later. No one said anything - although my mother was overheard murmuring to herself at the wedding reception, "He probably didn't like Leona either."

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The End

The Romanovs - Death ( Last Imperial Family Of Russia )

July 17 - 90th anniversary of their martyrdom.

What's goin' on?

It really is a recession. A big one.

Marian Becker

Please, please pray for my best friend's mom, Marian Becker. She is in very serious condition at a hospital outside of Washington D.C.. Please pray for her - a Divine Mercy Chaplet, a rosary, and if you are a priest, a Mass. Remember how very important just one soul is in the eyes of Our Heavenly Father. Thank you.

Chapter of faults meme...

Fr. Eric kind of started it.

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Name 5 or more embarrassing faults/facts you have committed in the past - and if you were running for office or something, you would be embarrassed if they came out - I added that part. (For instance, Fr. Eric voted for Mondale! - I know!)

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1) I once made a prank call to 911 - several years ago! - to complain about a wild party my friend was having, claiming it was too noisy and disorderly, and that I wanted a squad sent out. (I was at the party earlier - it wasn't wild at all.) Anyway, the party was on the other side of town and the operator said to me, "You tryin' to tell me you across town and can hear all that racket?" I said, "Huh? How do you know that?" And she said, "I got caller ID an' I know who you are and where you callin' from!" I was just happy not to get a fine.

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2) Up until 5 or 6 years ago, I used to speed a lot of the time, often pretending I was in a chase scene like you see in the movies. I loved to weave in and out of traffic on the freeway, or cut in on merging lines by taking the shoulder to the furthest point I could go, and then cutting in. (It never occurred to me it was rude - I just thought it was good driving. I know!) One day it all came to a screeching halt - literally - as I was racing across the Ford Parkway bridge in St. Paul, going 65mph in a 30mph zone. Because of the volume of the radio, I did not hear the police siren, and he was pretty angry when I finally stopped. Gratefully, I only received a very expensive ticket. After that incident however, I always drive within the speed limit.

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3) My blog, Abbey-Roads2.

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4) My blog, Up Your Street.

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5) This blog.

Sunday morning musings...

Sometimes I wonder.

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I wonder what happened to all my friends. "Was it something I said?" I ask myself.

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Obviously they were not kidding when they said things like, "Keep hurling the insults and you'll end up friendless." Or, "Stop posting fake videos of me drunk and dancing, or I'll never talk to you again." And then the notorized letters: "Cease and desist or face legal action." And, "If you are caught on our property again you will be arrested for trespassing." The classic one is this, "You will never work in this town again!" Gosh! How often have I heard that one? Or this, "Get out! get out! I never want to see you again!"

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Some people can be so darn sensitive.

Br. Christian.

This is me when I was a novice with the Trappists.

Separated at birth?

Or is this the same person?

Cool looks from the streets of Milan and Florence...

These shots are from one of my favorite blogs, The Sartorialist.

This is who the Sartorialist is and what he is about - in his own words:
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I started The Sartorialist simply to share photos of people that I saw on the streets of New York that I thought looked great. When I worked in the fashion industry (15 years), I always felt that there was a disconnect between what I was selling in the showroom and what I was seeing real people (really cool people) wearing in real life. - Sartorialist
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My comments.
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The shorter trouser and tapered leg is so early 1960's - and as the "old guy" in the middle demonstrates, it works much better on the young guys - "Bumpa's" trousers could be lengthened about an inch or two - otherwise he looks good.

Went out to dinner again...

With friends who read my blogs.
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The evening had been in the planning stages for weeks. I committed, but no one expected me to show up. (Isn't that sad - they are so desperate for friends.) We ate at a Nazi restaurant - a place that specializes in German food. Although before meeting there, we made a pact not to bring up the war or the holocaust while we were eating. So the food was fairly palatable. Even though we ate outside, you could smell the ovens, as well as the insecticide to keep the bugs away, so naturally I couldn't help think about the concentration camps and all. But I tried not to dwell on it.

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My two dinner companions were so drunk they didn't notice anything until I brought it up.

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As the evening wore on, everyone was talking at once. The woman, who I'll call Kathy, kept applying make-up for the 3 or 4 hours we were there - well not steadily, but on and off. The fellow she was with, whom I'll call Jay, kept kicking me under the table calling my attention to it - then he whispered, "She's watching that guy behind her in her compact mirror." Finally, I just had to say something, "Kath, hon, you have lipstick all over your upper lip and it's even in your nose for crying out loud."

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Anyway, we discussed blogging, and my blogs in particular, since I was pretty much able to talk them down, except for when they yelled out names of local celebrities they knew - "Michael Bayly told me this." The Archbishop told me that!" "Oh Mitchell is so handsome!" "When I was talking to the Mayor..." "Well, when I dealt with Catholic Parents Online, I told..." - just before saying the name, that was when they'd raise their voice for attention... "COLEEN PERFECT..." No, I wasn't embarrassed.

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Then they set their sights on me and started asking really pointed questions such as: "Why are you so mean on your posts? Why don't you like this or that person?" "Why do you have a problem with Germans?" "How much money do you have?" "Have you ever been in a mental hospital?" "Why don't you post your real photo in your profile? Are you wanted by the police?" "Or are you trying to get dates?" "Tell us what you know about this blogger or that commenter."

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I couldn't answer most of their queries because I was hardly able to understand a word they said, and I had just gone to confession anyway. All in all, I have to admit it was a good time. When we finally had enough, we all hugged each other and left. The lady said she had to use the restroom - although I thought she said, "What a farce." (Jay said, "No - she said she had to f@rt." I said, "I hate that word!") Anyway, he just shrugged and we left her there. Halfway to my car I realized I had left my keys on the table and went back to the restaurant. To my surprise, the lady was seated at the bar with a pitcher of beer, apparently trying to text message on what looked like to be the back of a hair brush.

The last days of Johannes Paulus I (Albino Luciani 1978)

30 years ago. I love him.

Sort of like gay marriage.

This is what frequently happens in same sex relationships - when there happens to be a huge age gap or people have been together for a very long time. In fact - straight relationships often turn out like this too - if the couple has lived together for a long time without benefit of marriage and no children. Yes. That can be kind of gay.

Drunk Again

I'm thinking of starting another new blog - just because I'm bored.

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It would add balance to all the other blogs dedicated to writing about the 12 steps; you know, it would be for people who like being alcoholics. I'd call it, "Drunk Again".

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Being a nation which celebrates Independence Day - we sure have a lot of restrictions. No drunks allowed. No smoking anyplace, no drinking while driving, smokers and drunks are discriminated against - but oh boy! Uncle Sam sure likes to tax them. Marijuana and other drugs are illegal. No shoes, no shirt, no service - which is entirely bogus BTW. No prostitutes, even though gay people are getting more and more rights and can do what they want. (Many drink a lot too.) You can't say hateful things to or about people anymore. Gosh - you can't even burn your trash. There are so many freedoms curtailed in this country that I'm beginning to think this July 4th crap is really over-rated.

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Maybe we should start a war or something to get people feeling more patriotic.

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At least liquor stores are open on the 4th now days.

Only the good die young.

I believe there is some truth to that.

A 4th of July Story

"What the man who lives on the corner did while working in his yard the day before Independence Day." By Terry Nelson

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One day, today actually, I was working in the yard planting grass seed when I decided I needed to take a break. I went in and got my cigarette lighter, a sleek black Bic. I wanted a cigarette, but I said to myself, "No Mr. Man! No smoking for you!" I then returned outside and sat on the boulevard. The grass is all yellow and dry because we have had very little rain in the past month and naturally I have not watered the boulevard because the city used salt on the street this past winter and it killed all the beautiful grass I planted last year, which made me very, very angry.

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Anyway, I tried setting the dried, weed infested dead grass on fire. But it didn't burn more than 3 square inches at a time. (I also had a hose handy just in case it really did burn.) Although I was alone, I said to myself, "And yet people yelled at me when I'd throw cigarette butts out my car window as I drove, screaming at me that I could start a grass fire." (Of course, I'm positive many of these same people throw their beer cans and pop cans and french fry bags out of their car window onto my boulevard for me to clean up.)

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So after a couple of tries, I got bored with trying to see how easy a grass fire would start, and quickly went into the house to get my smoke bombs and cherry bombs and fire-crackers. (My neighbors are so lucky I do not have a gun.) I carefully placed several of them in ant holes around the yard to blow up their sinister tunnels by which they infiltrated my yard. (5th Column movement, you know.) I pretended it was war and the ants were filthy, despicable Germans. Nazis. I later tried to blow up a short wall along side my driveway - since I have to rebuild it anyway. I was pretending I was doing demolition work with explosives after a nuclear attack that killed off all of the ants. Unfortunately, the cherry bombs did little to no damage, so I will still have to rework the wall by hand - and the ants were still there.

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I realized it would be best if I resorted to guerrilla tactics, and so it became necessary to use chemical weaponry. I got out the smoke bombs. I positioned myself behind the fence and placed them in prominent locations - though heavily camouflaged - like landmines, but not really. They were embedded in the ivy along the fence. As kids were coming by from the park across the street, I'd light them and they would get all excited wondering where and why the smoke was - it was simply a diversionary tactic - until suddenly, the neighbor lady came running around the corner because, "After seeing all of the blue smoke, I thought maybe your hedge-trimmer... or something had blown up! Are you okay?" Then the police came by and we waved and I went back to work after assuring Mrs. Kravetz everything was fine.

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The End.

Al Green- Lets Stay Together

What Bishop DiLorenzo knew.

Stunningly disappointing.

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"The Roman Catholic bishop of Richmond was told that a diocesan charity planned to help a teenage foster child get an abortion in January and did not try to prevent the procedure." - Rorate Caeli

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Two thoughts.

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I don't know the bishop of course, but it seems to me it wasn't as if the bishop was prevented by outside forces from investigating the matter further, and intervening.

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I really think many people - even in the Church (I'm not saying this is the case with DiLorenzo) - are not convinced abortion is murder - they do not believe that a human life is actually ended by the barbarous procedure. Or worse, they just do not care.

Pride weekend.

And hetero-phobia.

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I just want hetero-phobes to note I did not post any queer stuff this weekend - just because I am nice and you don't like it when I do anyway.

Change - Lisa Stansfield

She is so cute!

LISA STANSFIELD - CHANGE!!!!!!!

And so, then, yep, this is so my anthem...

Lisa Stansfield - Real Love

Awesome.

Lisa Stansfield - All Woman

I love this woman.

Family vacation time.

Mystery and adventure make for fun get-aways.

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Once, when I was in 8th grade, my parents went out to do some errands on Friday night. They said they would be gone for awhile so I could fix supper for my little brother and myself - mom said, "You like doing that." (No, I really didn't.).

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They never returned until the following Sunday afternoon, asking as they walked in the door, "Anybody call?" Later, I finally asked where they had been; they explained they needed a little vacation. Parenting can be very difficult.

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The End.

The waiting room.

And something about this blog...

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Remember the scene from "As Good As It Gets" when Jack Nicholson's character is sent away by his therapist? Jack is leaving the office and walking through the waiting room, when he stops, looks at all of the other patients in the room and asks: "What if this is as good as it gets?" The other patients look at him, a few seem quite uncomfortable, although no one responds. I'm sure most of them dismissed his question and attributed it to his usual inappropriate behavior problems, thinking to themselves, "He's nuts!" Or, "He's just shooting off his mouth again."

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At that moment Jack's character finally got it. While the others in the waiting room simply blew him off.

MARTHA WASH - GIVE IT TO YOU (Kaoz Klub Mix)

Hits a little too close to home I guess...

Listen to this babble...

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A couple of bloggers who seem to dislike one of the subjects I frequently blog about, asked me in separate emails, "Why do you keep focusing on this subject?" As if to say, I have no right to my opinion or to discuss such things. (Well one did tell me that.)

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And yet, other bloggers who hold opposite views have websites and blogs promoting dissent from Church teaching - stuff a few of these guys agree with. So in effect, they are trying to intimidate me and silence me. Isn't that queer?

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Photo: Mr. Peabody and Sherman.

Fawlty Towers | Germans

Goobye

I just got word Gerald is definitely closing the Cafeteria and starting up a new blog on Wordpress. No further information available.

I know!

I love it when Craig Ferguson puts his face in the camera and says, "I know!"

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Anyway - I cleaned up my links on Abbey-Roads 2. Several readers had complained that I have been permitting comments by heterodox bloggers, or those who express hatred for the Church and Her teachings. A couple of people felt posting such comments and links could be a source of scandal and confusion for Catholics. (I haven't posted my links here as yet - but they will not be exclusively Catholic - AR2 will be a purely religious blog - this will continue to be more eclectic.)

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That said, the links eliminated on AR2 will not find a home here either.

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I know!

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[Art: Frida - "A Few Small Nips"]

Dairy Queen

St. John's eve...

it is almost one -
and midsummer's eve
is nearly done.
too old to play the fool...
gifts i brought
to the young -
while kind reprimands
i offered to the dumb...
...lighting a st. john's fire
for none. - TN

it's too late - carole king

This was "our" song - actually the words belong to Linda.

Some advice.

This may apply to some com-box debates that go on as well.

"One strong recommendation, never engage the devil in conversation. I mean never. If you must tell the devil to depart; if you want the devil to go, you know where, tell him, but never engage him in what could even be interpreted as a friendly conversation. I have had enough experience of people foolish enough to engage in conversation with the devil who have suffered disastrous consequences as a result." - Source

Givin' It Up Is Givin' Up - Patrice Rushen

I'm thinking about giving it up - blogging tht is. TTYL

Tonight

Why?!

I may have to entertain tonight - or at least go out to dinner. You have no idea!

Groucho Marx -

Groucho Marx- Capt Spalding's Adventures in Africa

The P-Town players.

How queer is this?
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Gay people have busily spruced up their image to appear more family oriented, securing rights here and there until gay marriage has now gained recognized legal status, and many average Americans say, "Why not!" Nevertheless, gay culture has never really raised itself out of the t-rooms (latrine for those who don't know the term) - gutter for those who don't care.
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Some gay bloggers and their psych-trained counterparts insist the low life behavior of marginalized homosexuals will disappear as gay people gain acceptance, along with recognition of same-sex marriage, and a complete end to any and all discrimination - even if it is contrry to faith and morals. Activists insist anonymous trysts and bathroom glory-hole sex, along with public sex in the park will go away when gay people are allowed to date and marry just like their heterosexual counterparts. I really doubt that however, there will never be any real parity with heterosexual behavior, unless the entire society becames totally debauched, no matter what the laws dictate.

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The boys in the band.
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The boyz continue to play in the parks, and the latrines - ask John Michael - "This is what gay people do!" he once told reporters. Now the cops are cracking down on the gay behavior in one of the gay fun-spots on the East Coast - Provincetown on Cape Cod. It is one of the more notorious gay orgy sites in the world.
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The story from Provincetown.
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PROVINCETOWN — It's a slow week in the northern territory of the Cape Cod National Seashore when a man with a yellow towel flashing passers-by is the sole complaint about public sex acts.
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In the past decade, the number of complaints about explicit, open public sex in the Provincetown and Truro portions of the national park has more than tripled, Seashore acting chief ranger Craig Thatcher said. The activity ranges from flashing to masturbation to men's outdoor orgies, he said.
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This summer, federal authorities are introducing a new tactic to discourage debauchery in the dunes: pairing up with local officials and business leaders to try to persuade culprits to behave better through public education.
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"It's a growing issue, both from the number of complaints and the number of areas doing this activity," Seashore superintendent George Price said. "We certainly wanted to start a conversation with the people in Provincetown to see how we can tackle this together." - Source

Another reason to hate birthdays.

"That's right honey, we gave all of your presents to Charity, you know, the cocktail waitress dad and I like so much."

THE SOS BAND - Take Your Time (Do It Right) ©1980

Background music while you read old posts!

Dr. Love- First Choice

I'll be off Wednesday, June 18th. Appointments.

Just a few words from our sponsor.

Me.

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Facebook is too much. "Much too much" as Maggie Smith would say. People are getting emails from my site asking if they will be my friend. First of all, I never ask people to be my friend - or chase them down. Secondly, I haven't ever sent out an email like that - well maybe to Cathy in the beginning - but she knows I'm nuts. I think they have bots or something that read my address book and automatically send invites out. Don't get me wrong - I like having lots of friends - but I can't respond to all of this email stuff, I'm getting over 100 emails a day - from the blogs and Facebook, along with personal stuff. I don't even answer my phone or the door at home - really - I never even pick up my phone messages. I know! - I'm just weird like that. That's all.

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On a lighter note, some advice for people who suffer from chronic pain.

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I think I'm on to something here. If you don't have medical insurance or you are poor, or you just don't want to go to the Doctor but experience chronic pain, I have some remedies.

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1) Learn to love it. Accept it, offer it up and all of that, but thank God for it - seriously - thank him you can suffer something for him and for souls. I'm not kidding - it becomes so bearable that way - well not always - but often.

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2) Frequently at night I allow myself to think about it - I imagine I'm on pain killers, but awake, undergoing surgery. I imagine the doctor inserting a huge needle, say into my kidneys, to drain cysts, and I watch the tube fill up with a watery, bloody, liquid. It seems to me the pain then goes away. Well, not always - but I distract myself with watching the surgical procedure - I imagine little flecks in the drainage as well.

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3) I do the same thing with arthritis pain - I imagine the doctor poking me with painful needles in all of my joints, while he injects cortisone. The pain of the needles allows me to forget the other pain and to focus upon the relief the cortisone would cause. The pain is still there, but it doesn't hurt as much as those pretend needles.

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4) Chest pains and breathing difficulties. The best thing here is to offer it up, recall how much you enjoyed smoking, and tell yourself how much worse they would be if you still smoked. When that fails, I try to pretend I'm on narcotics - but I can never duplicate that euphoria!

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5) Frequent awakenings during the night due to male problems... I look on these things as opportunities to pray during the night... and the pain as a good penance. But I'm always so tired the next day.

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6) If all of these remedies fail, I remind myself to pray for a happy death.

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Look for future "advice and how to" posts. I'm thinking the next one will be, "How to stretch your food budget during a recession, huge inflation, and food shortages."

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[I'll be offline because I'm in California for a wedding. OH! C'MON! I'M JUST KIDDING!!! I needed an excuse to use the photo.]

Haircut

Now days...

Being a little out of step.

I have a feeling that now days a person can become a saint just by living according to the teachings of the Catholic Church. Nothing more heroic required.

Sorry.

So sorry I haven't been able to keep up with my blogs and your blogs, Facebook, and emails - it is all becoming a bit much. I doubt that it is worth the effort really.

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I'll just mention I went to Mass this evening - several Baptisms were performed - I wish that didn't have to interrupt the Mass - applause scares the babies anyway. Then the not very good liturgist had his son accompany his poor piano playing with bongos. It was awful - and not in a good way.

learn disco

For Cathy and Ray.

"Timmy"

Remembering Tim Russert. 1950-2008
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No, I did not know him personally - I just thought I did. For some reason he seemed to me like every ones successful brother. He always looked as if he loved his job and loved life. I would have loved to have been his best friend. May he rest in peace. Prayers for Tim and his family.

Corky Dances

Gordon Lightfoot If You Could Read My Mind

This song popped into my head today... I really love this song and I haven't heard it in years. It reminds me of the time I spent in Vancouver, B.C. (Hi Terry!)

The Liturgy of the notices - from the Naked Liturgist

This is different. Father asked me to post this.

I'm on Facebook.

I'm on Facebook now - I have no idea why. I suppose this confirms that I am indeed a narcissist, seeking approval and affirmation from strangers.

Klute (1971) - Behind the Scenes

This was filmed the year before my conversion in 1972. One scene in the film is shot in a disco I used to frequent in NYC. It was an old church on the west side renamed The Sanctuary. Above the space where the altar had been situated was a fresco of Satan.

More trivia...

Because the world doesn't have enough of it.

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When I was little and wanted a particular toy or something unaffordable, my parents would usually say, "No you don't - you just think you want that." Followed by, "Get us another beer."

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Dogs are not sexually attracted to cats.

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If one door closes - well, try the knob - it may be unlocked.

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Studio 54 was essentially a gay bar before the term metrosexual was invented.

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Animals do not think like humans, although humans think they do.

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Kathy Lee Gifford claims she was born in Paris. She claims to have grown up in a Jewish milieu because one of her grandparents was Jewish. She also claims she grew up in Annapolis, Maryland when it was really Bowe. I've always thought Kathy Lee Gifford was a &!%@.

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I was shocked when I found this out - you do not get a baby just by praying for one.

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Many people of European descent think Asian people all look alike and that they are all Chinese - while Asians definitely discriminate between each other. Hispanics are like that too. It is like a caste system. People of European descent can be so dumb.

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Has anyone else noticed that contemporary music has remained pretty much the same since the early 1960's? Does this mean we are living in "The day the music died"?

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Oh! Oh! Oh! Listen to this! If Obama and Hillary were running for office in the 1950's (McCarthy era) they probably would have been tried and convicted as communists.

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The concept for unisex toilets originated in gay bars. In most gay bars there were very few women and so when the men's room got crowded, most men used the women's restroom because, like I said - there were very few women. It's true - even straight men used it because they were more comfortable peeing in there than in an all gay toilet. So yeah - the gays started all of this crap. (I wonder if I could get a spot on the 700 Club?)

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Jane Fonda was never arrested for being a traitor after her good-will tour of North Vietnam.

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Bill Blass, the American fashion designer, never took a lover - he always lived alone. Coco Chanel was the same way - "Always Mademoiselle".

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Charlene Phoonman is a name I made up when I used to tell stories at parties about the woman who lived upstairs from me. She was friends with the Tittman's, a wealthy couple I also made up. People thought Charlene was Asian, but she wasn't. (The building I lived in at the time was a very chic apartment building in the Kenwood area of Minneapolis, and my stories were all madcap retells of '30's and '40's screwball comedies - only screwier. People knew I was lying.)

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Did you know I met Gypsy Rose Lee one day while I was working in Downtown Minneapolis? She stopped to watch me as we were opening a bridal window at Dayton's.

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Doctors are now saying flip-flops are worse for a person's feet than high heels.

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Once I went to a party and everyone there was from the Guthrie, and other local theaters. They were all theater people. Oh! My! Gosh! It was like a room full of Robert Goulets and Ethel Mermans - breaking into song, posing, reciting lines - all night. It was absolutely the worst kind of party - everyone vying for center stage - I never had a chance.

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One may eat the buds of Hosta flowers. They can be prepared like asparagus.

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Before the 1960's haute couture was virtually non-existent in the United States - everything came out of Paris and copied over here by anonymous designers working for dress manufacturers. Of course, Hollywood designers also set the style - Edith Head was a studio designer who was something of an American Chanel. It wasn't until the jet-set and Jackie Kennedy that American designers came into their own.

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Did you know Cybill Shepherd and Christine Baranski never got along after Baranski won an Emmy for her role in "Cybill".

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Many Hollywood actors, like Stallone, are short.

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AIDS is no longer considered a threat to heterosexuals outside of Africa. It was on Drudge today.

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Rabbits, though fed in the winter, may remain in the spring and feed on one's clematis plants. One can feel betrayed by rabbits when this behaviour occurs. Rabbits obviously have a much different appreciation for flowers than that of humans.

"Seasons of Love"--Jeffrey Mylett Tribute Video--Godspell

I did a post on Abbey-Roads2 about Jeff.

Little known facts...

Something to think about.

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I love little known facts, I am something like Cliff Claven that way - which reminds me, I have always loved "Cheers" but there is not one character in the sitcom I'd want as a friend... Same goes for "Seinfeld". But I digress - I do not want to keep you in suspense.

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Little known facts.

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Since I wrote it in a comment on AR2, I'll repeat it here. Didja know the term "drag" originated in reference to one’s train being dragged behind them? It had to do with the grandness of a woman's (or man's) gown or cape. One's status was recognized by the length of one's train, and so on.

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"White people love rules. It explains why so they get upset when people cut in line, why they tip so religiously and why they become lawyers. But without a doubt, the rule system that white people love the most is grammar. It is in their blood not only to use perfect grammar but also to spend significant portions of time pointing out the errors of others." - Source

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The term "faggot" used for homosexuals comes from the time they used to burn gay people at the stake. Faggots were used for kindling.

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The Vatican bombed. "As a story that's never really been told, many don't even know that the Vatican City itself was bombed during World War II. Friday, November 5, 1943 was a quiet morning. Until, they say, five bombs fell on the Vatican from a single, unmarked plane." - Source

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Cardinals (the bird) mate for life - they are monogamous.

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I heard this one on Laurie and Julia. In a family of all women, the women tend to menstruate at the same time of the month. Yuck!

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The design of a room: "Scale can be a worrisome thing. But far too many people don't understand that adding an over scale object to a room can give that space an undeniable thrill, a sense of recklessness, of danger." - Source

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If you commit a mortal sin with a priest - he cannot hear your confession or absolve you for that sin. Canon law forbids it.

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Ties. "According to Ray Smith in the June 4 edition of The Wall Street Journal, a recent Gallup Poll reports that the number of American men who wore ties every day to work last year dropped to a record low of 6%, down from 10% in 2002. The necktie industry group sensed this trend for itself when a number of its members showed up tie less for a recent association meeting. Smith's story reports that the association is now disbanding." - Source

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People who drive SUV's are paying a lot more at the pumps, and those who want to sell their big trucks are having a difficult time of it.

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Gay marriage. "The idea existed - and among its fiercest opponents were homosexuals. Here's a reproduction of the August 1953 issue of One Magazine dedicated to the subject." - Source

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California is in trouble because of the drought. Did you know water is going to be the next big issue? Even before the oil runs out. Traditionally, deserts were supposed to be uninhabitable.

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Men's pant lengths. "Italian pant length I am sure it will change someday (that's fashion) but right at or slightly above the ankle still looks good to me, especially for casual Summer pants." - Source

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Studies suggest there is a huge connection between using birth control and abortion and all sorts of cancers in women, and the use of these things may result in the death of the fetus if the woman is pregnant.

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June is like "Gay Pride" month.

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Men's hats: "The hat's natural purpose of protecting the head from rain or sun soon faded into the background, giving way to the much more important function of signalling rank, emphasizing authority, identifying leaders, uniting the members of a community or distinguishing social classes and nationalities..." - Source

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Most people who commit suicide never live to tell about it. It is also believed that most people who commit suicide regret that they had.

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Men and women who have had face-lifts and repetitive cosmetic surgeries, simply look like old people who have had repetitive cosmetic surgeries.

Last day of school!

The girls got out of school today!

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I don't have to tell you parents what I'll be going through this summer, do I! Two teen aged girls on the loose! I had hoped they could get a job at Petco (pet supply store) or something, but they didn't want to work with riff-raff. Then they were going to be candy-strippers (nurse-assistants) at the veterinarian clinic down the block, but said they didn't want to take their clothes off in front of those animals. (They made the right decision there, but see what I have to contend with?!)

Crazy Friday!

I just want to do something outrageous - like a crazy, provocative post - something off the wall, something to get people stirred up. I'm so tired of posting my bland, ordinary, boring material. Maybe I'll write about the gays.

The last years of Pius XII (Eugenio Pacelli 1951-58)

Morning

The Pope Goes For A Ride...

Interesting photo of John XXIII all dressed up in a convertible.

Sting - If You Love Somebody Set Them Free

Did you know he was raised Catholic?

The Hounds Of Winter - Sting

I love this album.

Please be patient.

I haven't updated my blogroll yet.

I know it has been weeks since I changed my format - but I have to update the blogroll one by one since the old blogroll was lost - and that is like work to me. It needed updating anyway, and the new one will be much more eclectic - reflecting my weird interests. It will be fun, even educational.

I had visitors today.

Yes I did.

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My (es)strange(d) son (Little Freak) and his wife and daughter. Yes. I let them come into the back yard. Yes, we sat under the umbrella and visited; we laughed and talked. It was quite nice and rather normal - they were not at all afraid. Then I asked them to leave.

Nurse Diesel

Don't worry about me, I'm under doctor's care.

It is today!

I am so happy it is Wednesday the 28th of May!

Aren't you? What a wonderful day in the neighborhood. I just love it!

I am so positively happy about it. Every day is a gift - don't you agree? I just love it!

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"Honey, where's Tricia?"

Memorial Day weekend.

In the US this is a long holiday weekend.

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Few people will be online since most people seem to surf the Internet only at work. (How do some people keep their job? Or accept a pay-check in good conscience?) Anyway - I'll still be posting on all my blogs. I'll have extra juicy, tasty and nasty stuff, so if you are online, you will be entertained. (I'll take it all down by Tuesday when people get back to work.)

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You may look forward to the following posts:

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Was she really Well-born?

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What is wrong with Canadians?
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How dark was it before the Dawn?
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A short report on Naus-eating food.
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Does the Catholic roam?
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Dissecting Catholics in recovery.
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Cornered Catholic.
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Not O.K. in the U.K.
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And many other insightful articles. I'll be back after I take my meds.

After getting her hair done...

Cathy of Alexandria attended a wedding last weekend. Read all the fun details here.

Priest

Remember the film "Priest"? When it was released, many Catholics were upset because it was about a young gay priest and his assignment at a liberal parish whose pastor kept a mistress. Many claimed the film was anti-Catholic. It seems more like a documentary in retrospect.

Happy Birthday Mary Kay!

Today is my friend Mary Kay's birthday! Yeah! Pope John Paul II was born today too.