Archive for November, 2004

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Six days and counting…

November 30, 2004

Marxism of the Day:
Either this man is dead or my watch has stopped. – Groucho, “A Day at the Races”


Six more days and then we’re off!Three months ago I was asking people for advice on how to make the time go by quicker. Now, I’m wishing for more time. I’ve always been a procrastinator, and even though this time I was much better than usual, I still wish I had more time to do a few more things.

I wanted to take some pictures of the few things I’ve enjoyed about South Florida. I also wanted to take some pictures of the hotel and the surrounding beach at which Chris and I were married. I wanted to get a hair cut. I wanted to have both of our cars cleaned – although that’s probably silly. We’re about to take a very long road trip so that should probably wait until we’re there anyway.

We did get one thing done early, something I had planned to do after we got to Maine, we got China her dog coat. She actually likes wearing it and modeled for some pictures for us. Visit her blog to check it out.

Chris’ comic ‘Gravedigger’ came out last Wednesday and it’s been getting some really good reviews and good word of mouth. If you can’t find it in your local comic shop (it was independently published and can be hard to find) you can buy it here: Rorschach Entertainment Gravedigger Page

It’s personally my favorite thing that Chris has written for comics (I’m not sure if I’ve even told him that – sometimes I’m not such a great wife) and I highly recomend it to fans of crime fiction of fans of bad-ass characters. It is intended for mature readers so don’t buy a copy for the kiddies. It has very little bad language, graphic violence or the like but the themes are simply not meant for children.

Six days…oy! Send good vibes so that this will go as smooth as possible.

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The Marx Brothers

November 25, 2004

Marxism of the Day:
Three years ago I came to Florida without a nickel in my pocket. Now I’ve got a nickel in my pocket.
-Groucho Marx, The Cocoanuts (1929)

Anyone who’s been keeping up with my blog (anyone? anyone? Bueller?) has probably noticed the new ‘Marxism of the Day’ feature. Maybe you have wondered why this sudden fascination with Marx Brothers quotes, or maybe you didn’t really care. If the latter, too bad, I’m going to tell you anyway.

I’ve always known who the Marx Brothers are, of course. I’m a classic film buff and if you’re a classic film fan, you know who the Marx Brothers are. Hell, I even knew who Zeppo was! (I did not, however, know about Gummo until a few days ago).

However, I had never really seen a Marx Brothers movie all the way through until about 2 weeks ago – I had only seen excerpts from their films. A few weeks ago, my husband bought the first Marx Brothers DVD collection and we’ve watched a few movies from the set.

Those guys were freakin’ hilarious – all of them. I was always under the impression that it was Groucho who made all the funnies and the other 2 (or 3, depending on which films you watch) were there for back-up. Heck no! Chico and Harpo are just as funny as Groucho and in very unique ways. And being a musician myself, it’s hard not to be in awe of Harpo’s versatile musical ability. Makes me wonder if he could sing.

I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving!

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Sad Adventure

November 23, 2004

Marxism of the day:
I can’t understand why you don’t get any mail from me. Perhaps it’s because I haven’t been writing.


We had a sad little adventure last night.About a week ago, Chris was at home, not feeling well, and he heard a cat meowing outside. He looked out the window to see an orange cat just standing out there, meowing his poor little head off. Chris said he sounded scared and sad.

We didn’t see anything of the cat again until last night. When we got home, we heard the cat again. Now, he had taken to following people around. Our apartment community has been very busy as of late – people are outside all the time. This orange cat was walking up to everyone, meowing his pathetic little cry. He was pretty much ignored by everyone.

After walking the dog, we found that he was still out there, so I went back out and called him. He came right to me and let me pick him up, meowing loudly the entire time. He didn’t fight, but felt kind of tense so when I opened the door, I made sure to scruff him so that if he did freak out, he wouldn’t scratch me up.

Both China (the dog) and Audrey (the cat) came running as I walked inside. The orange kitty didn’t even flinch. He just kept meowing. China just wanted to sniff (she’s never been violent toward any other living creature, just curious) but Audrey started howling.

I moved the orange kitty to the porch and got him a cup of food. He finally shut up, being so damn hungry. He ate the food in about five minutes flat, then stretched himself out on the little bench we made for Audrey like he owned the place.

He was an unneutered male, and had a large wound at the base of his tail. He didn’t act like it hurt him (I had to lift his tail to see what sex he was – he didn’t even flinch) and he was extremely friendly.

If Audrey didn’t hate other cats so much, I think we would have kept him, wound and all. He was such a nice, layed back cat who obviously just needed someone to take care of him. I believe he was probably dumped and had no way to know how to fend for himself. He was so skinny that I was sure he hadn’t had a decent meal in over a week.

But, Audrey does hate other cats. She’s 13 years old and we didn’t think it would be fair to introduce a new pet to our home this late in her life. She still hasn’t really accepted China.

So, I called the local shelter and they told us to bring him to them. We drove out and left him in their night drop-off area – which was almost already full by 7:30 p.m. They close at 5:00 p.m. so I knew that meant they had to get a lot of drop offs every day.

(One of the cages had an Opossum in it. I can’t even imagine how he was caught. Eek.)

As we left, Chris really wanted to turn around and get him back. That was kind of impossible, though, as they place was closed to the public, and the cage we left him in locked when it was shut (so people wouldn’t come out to steal drop-offs for nefarious reasons).

I checked the shelter’s website this morning and found that they had over 100 drop offs last night. While this depressed me, I still know that we did better by him than most people would have. Even if he does have to be euthanized, it’s still a much better fate than slowly starving to death. Some cats are good at fending for themselves, but that little guy obviously just didn’t know how to do the ‘feral’ thing.

I honestly hope he finds a home and really wish we could have kept him. I think I would have named him Rupert.

Good luck, little kitty. You deserve it.
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Saved, my a$$

November 22, 2004

Marxism of the Day:
Money frees you from doing things you dislike. Since I dislike doing nearly everything, money is handy. – Groucho


Had a pretty uneventful weekend – packed up some boxes, watched some movies.

Move Recomendation: ‘Saved

We watched Saved this past Saturday night and enjoyed it thouroughly (did I spell that right?). I think I would have enjoyed it more if I didn’t come from a religious background. The movie was quite realistic in depicting the attitudes, behaviour and mind-set of modern Christians. While all the characters were deeper than most characters in movies and none of them were despicable, some of the actions and ideas were. It’s hard for me to look back at those 4 years I spent deeply entrenched in that lifestyle without becoming disgusted and covetous of those wasted years.

What do I mean by that? I’ll try to be fair. My church was full of good people who were genuinely caring, loving and giving people. However, the church bureaucracy was the same as any bureaucracy – the more power the better. My church was always in the forefront of politics, making sure the county stayed dry (that means no liquor) among other things. Even then I was very much opposed to mixing religion and politics but there was a mindset that we had to save the world all at once, instead of taking it one person at a time – you know, making it a personal thing instead of a state-mandated thing.

Then there was the whole hatred of the homosexuals and their lifestyle. There was no way to even discuss the idea that maybe it wasn’t a choice, that perhaps it was just the way they are. Nope. Bible says it’s wrong, it’s wrong. End of discussion. Doesn’t matter that they ignored other ‘laws’ that the Bible spouts (it’s okay to own slaves and sell your children, it’s your duty to kill your neighbor for working on the Sabbath, etc. etc. etc.) but that one thing was still valid.

One of my favorite quotes from ‘Saved’ was after a scene that was included in the trailer. After an attempted exorcism, Hillary Faye (Mandy Moore) throws her Bible at Mary (Jena Malone) stating that she’s FILLED with Christ’s love. Mary holds up the Bible and says, “This is not a weapon, you idiot.”

She’s right, but so many people out there are using it as if it were a weapon – something to beat others down with, to subjugate them and control them.

On a brighter note, here’s another picture of the Belgrade area:
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Only two more weeks…

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Different Preferences, that’s all

November 18, 2004

Since announcing that the family and I are moving to Maine, I’ve had several people ask me why? It seems that everyone has this mindset that Florida is ‘the’ place to live, vacation or retire.

For many people, this is obviously true, but it is not for me. Take a look at these pictures:

The first is a picture of Boca Raton Lake down here in Florida:
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Sure, it’s a nice picture, but look at what’s in it: Sky-scraping condos, boats, people, people and more people.

Now, look at this picture of a lake in the Belgrade Lakes area:
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What’s there? A pier, a (only one) boat and a (only one) person. No ugly buildings and a lot more trees.

I prefer picture number two. That’s the way I’d like to live my life and I look forward to finally obtaining that life-style.

No, there will be no more regular ‘eating out’ nights, no more spur-of-the-moment movie buying sprees, but it’s worth moving to a place where I can go outside and be by myself and (to sound corny) be one with nature.

Three weeks and counting…

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Posterity…or…The Future Isn’t Soon Enough

November 16, 2004

Marxism of the Day:
Why should I care about posterity? What’s posterity ever done for me?

Searching for my Marxism of the day, I found the above quote, which reminded me of something that I read yesterday that put this whole gay marriage thing in an entirely different light for me.

First off, if you’ve read any of this blog, you have probably guessed that I am for equal freedoms for everyone, regardless of sex, color, sexual-orientation, etc. etc. etc. Bush winning the election was bad enough, but the thing that made me even sadder – and quite frankly, sick to my stomach – was the fact that so many states voted to BAN gays from marrying.

Can you believe it? People actually VOTED to take rights away from someone else. Thousands of men and women have died fighting to ensure that we have the right to vote, and what do these people use it for? To restrict others – to deny others what to most people is a basic right.

Anyway, I digress.

So, the article I was reading (I can’t even remember where now, but it’s not important) was written by a gay man who is obviously quite upset with the election results. His basic sentiment was that he was tired of hearing, ‘Just wait. It’s a matter of time. The gay community will eventually have all the rights that everyone else has.’

He said that some vague ‘future’ is not soon enough for him. He’s a citizen of the United States of America, he’s not a criminal and in all aspects he’s a functioning, productive member of society. Why the hell should he have to wait for something that most people in this country take for granted?

Here’s why:
A) Homophobic assholes feel ‘icky’ about the whole thing.
B) Zealous ‘christian’ assholes feel it’s their duty to baby-sit and scold the entire country (hell, the world) based on their own belief system, and will use their vote to do so.
C) Ignorant assholes have allowed themselves to be brain-washed to believe that if gay marriage is allowed, the whole institution of marriage will come crumbling down and become rubble.

And to that, I’ll add another Marxism: Marriage is a wonderful institution, but who wants to live in an institution?

My answer: Who cares? If the institution exists, EVERYONE should be allowed in? The more insanity the merrier, eh?

So, what about this ‘whole new light’ thing that I mentioned? I’ve often made myself feel better by thinking that someday everyone will have equal rights. I can’t let myself be soothed by that thought and, as a result, quit fighting. When you quit fighting, it takes all that much longer for the desired result to come to fruition.

So, my new motto: Freedom is For Everyone — Not just white, straight, religious males.

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Maybe Bush Has Watched Too Many Marx Brothers Movies?

November 15, 2004

Marxism of the Day: Lyrics from “Laws of Administration” in the film ‘Duck Soup

If any form of pleasure is exhibited.
Report to me and it will prohibited.
I’ll put my foot down,
So shall it be.
This is the land of the Free.

The last man nearly ruined this place,
He didn’t know what to do with it.
If you think this country’s bad enough now,
Just wait till I get through with it.

The country’s taxes must be fixed,
And I know what to do with it.
If you think you’re paying too much now,
Just wait till I get through with it.

I will not stand for anything
That’s crooked or unfair.
I’m strictly on the up and up,
So everyone beware.

If anyone’s caught taking graft
And I don’t get my share,
We stand ‘em up against the wall…
And pop goes the weasel!