Friday, January 29, 2021

RIP Toys are Us

 The last two Toys are Us stores have closed.

I weep.

We got so many things for Josh and Mimi there.

On-line sales rule.

In person stores are at risk, all of them

Malls across America will be empty.

I weep.

 

Shitt$ Creek

Watching Netflix has been a big deal during the Pandemic.

Without movie theaters and live shows and restaurants to go to, people have been watching much, much more TV.

My favorite is Shitt$ Creek. 

The Levy family are involved in production and acting. The main actors are Eugene Levy, Catherine O'Hare, Dan Levy and Annie Murphy--who play a family of rich Video owners who lose all their money and go to Shitt$ Creek to live in a motel.

The $ in the name is because the Rose family own the town, bought as a joke when they were rich.

There are a whole crew of supporting actors who are great!

Watch it if you get a chance--warning, you might get hooked like me....

 

Thursday, January 28, 2021

Very cold, very cold

 Tonight it's supposed to get in the single digits and I was just outside on our back porch and it was already 7 at 10 p.m.

I've been very itchy this winter. Dry skin, I assume.

My doctor gave me a RX for an itch medicine for a rash on my upper back and arms. I'm using other things over my body where there is no rash.

My friend, Vi, who is from Seattle, Washington, and is now in New Haven at Yale Divinity School, told me she really feels the cold. She said it only gets below freezing in Seattle a few day a year and the air is always moist.

The dry cold is the worst.

Makes me want to live in Seattle.

Lord help us through this winter and this pandemic.

(Isn't it calming to only be worried about the cold and the pandemic and not the President?)


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I just noticed

"Noticed" is an interesting word.

It comes from Middle English and Middle French and ultimately from the Latin notita--which means "a knowing" or "a being known".

So to 'notice' to give 'knowing' to what was not yet 'known'.

Pretty neat.

Well, what I just noticed is that this week none of my posts have had anything 'political' in them--except one that mentions Q-anon needing to realize what is 'true' and 'real'.

We're only 8 days since Biden became our 46th President and for much of that time, I haven't been immersed in politics as I've been in the past 4 years.

"Normalcy" has its virtues.

It feels so 'normal' today.

I've missed 'normal' so much.

I look forward to more and more and more of 'normal'.

It will feel so...well, 'normal'.

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How wrong my parents were!

 My friend, Chuck, (he'd never let me call him that in person) looked on the "Urban Dictionary" and found that 'tickle box' was urban slang for a woman's vagina!

All I could think was that they were so 'rural' they didn't know where the slang came from or what it referred to.

It's helpful to use your parents mis-steps to examine your own.

You can never learn enough about what you got wrong.

I'd recommend that for all the Q-anon folks out there.

Learn about all you got wrong and try to think 'right' for a change.



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Wednesday, January 27, 2021

Tickle box

Lordy, Lordy, my parents (God love their souls) taught me that my penis was my "tickle box". Where they got that, I'll never know.

I just remembered this tonight and I was reflecting on the most humiliated I've ever been. (You might try that--it turns up interesting stuff.)

I went on line to find nick-names for the penis. One site had 150.

None of them were 'tickle box'.

I was in 7th grade, out on the playground when someone cupped his genitals in his hand and let off a string of names for it.

Someone said, "Jimmy, what do you call your d*ck?"

I looked down and asked, "my tickle box?" 

I was the brunt of abuse for weeks after that. Boys called me 'tickle box boy' and girls, who had heard the news, laughed into their hands when I came by.

I'll try to look back and see what I told my children that came back to humiliate them.

I can't think of anything off the bat, but I'm sure there were some things.

Parents and children--it's just like that.

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I talk to Ollie

Ollie is what I call our plastic, life-sized owl on our deck. He's supposed to keep squirrels away, but doesn't. I've even seen squirrels sitting next to him on the banister! 

I don't know why I talk to him, but I do.

Maybe because I talk to so few people during the Covid pandemic.

He doesn't talk back--thank the Lord! That would mean I was really going bonkers....

Today he had snow on his head in the shape of a yamaka. I hadn't know he was Jewish.

He has a brother on a poll down in the back of our yard. I haven't named that one.

That one doesn't keep anything away either.

I don't know if that one is Jewish too.

But Ollie listens quietly when I talk to him, taking it all in but not responding.

What will I start talking to next?

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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.