Fun Times With No Power During #HurricaneFlorence

This post is merely composed of the random ways I’ve managed to be both totally non-productive and happily occupied during the largest Hurricane in NC history.

First, I had way too much fun making this little video, “Expectation Vs. Reality.” President Obama came out of winter hibernation finally to deliver a truly presidential speech, wherein he called out Donald Trump by name, and listed all the abnormal ways he’s defiling and disrespecting the office of the presidency right now. Then, I had the misfortune of catching Trump’s embarrassingly awful speech for the Congressional medal of honor ceremony. Such a stark contrast between Trump and… well, literally any President in my lifetime. As he bumbled up to the podium with Hail to the Chief playing, I couldn’t help but hear Julius Fučík’s Entrance of the Gladiators (often referred to as “The Circus Song.”) So I thought, I can make that happen. 😉 

 

It was hard not to think of Florence Henderson every time a forecast on Hurricane Florence aired. As a child between 1974-87, Brady Bunch re-runs were watched religiously in my house.

Not terrible. We lost power for a little while. We heated our dinner on a Coleman camping stove, and I relaxed with reading material, this super hot Coleman propane lantern, and of course, my trusty battery-operated fan for my heat intolerance.

Also I made a lot of memes.

Goodbye, Scratchy

Tonight my heart is heavy. At 12:40 pm this afternoon, we said our final goodbyes to Scratchy the Tuxedo Cat, who we were privileged to have as a fur baby for almost 15 years, and boy, was he was loved hard. He led a good life right to the very end.

He was a wanderer, a free spirit, an escape artist, a skilled stalker, and a seasoned sofa-lounger. Scratchy made full use of his nine lives (plus a few extra), having endured such anomolies as losing a top front fang, having a chunk of his ear ripped off in a cat fight, and surviving a bullet shot to the head by an angry, senile man who at one time was our distant neighbor.

Throughout his life Scratchy was bestowed honors such as Continue reading

Here Trump, I Fixed Your Video For You (With Snarky Narration By Yours Truly)

If you’re not on Twitter, you might not know that #DonTheCon has been releasing White House video ‘shorts,’ like this one, and this one, for just a couple of examples. Yes, folks, this is what the current President of the United States calls “speaking directly to the American people.” I call it propaganda. Ta-may-toe, ta-mah-toe, you know.  Continue reading

Old Home Videos

I’ve discovered the Motherload. The file where apparently all our old ‘candid’ home video clips have lived for the past decade or so. There are so many… and part of this process has included me figuring out how to rotate the videos from their original files, because it looks like many were filmed on Jack’s first 2008 iPod Touch, sideways. You may notice that Charlie is always either wearing a princess dress, or ballet costume, and when not wearing one Charlie is at least holding one ‘feminine’ accessory, or saying at least one sassy phrase. I’d forgotten so much of this. If there was ever any doubt…

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One Year Ago Today: The ‘Very Fine’ Stranger Beside You

Found this in today’s social media archives, from one year ago today. Author unknown, but incredibly on point.

Aug. 16, 2017

You know what worries me? It’s not that a group of racist idiots lit some tiki torches and decided to have a rally.

I worry that on Monday they’ll go back to their job in human resources and decide who gets hired and who gets fired.

They’ll put their uniform back on and “serve and protect.”

They’ll sit on a jury and decide the fate of a young person of color.

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One Year Ago Today: Confederate Statues

One year ago today, Tuesday the 15th of August 2017, we were deep into the aftermath of Charlottesville, the city in Virginia where a violent, white nationalist rally led to the death of an innocent counter-protester. It’s hard to believe a whole year has already passed, but here we are.

And though it has been roughly 365 days, nothing has changed. The U.S. appears to be just as divided as it was then, if not more so. Locally, last year on this day there was a Durham rally in my homestate, which ended with a Confederate soldier statue being pulled down by protestors. This happened because, as quoted in the article: Continue reading

2018 Liebster Award Nomination!

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Does it make me narcissistic for being low key obsessed with reading my blog responses? Even the negative ones? Or maybe that makes me masochistic… Wait – no, not that. There’s no sexual motivation. Anyway, I guess it goes without saying that I do a really good job of reading my blog responses. What I suck at is responding to them. Other things I suck at:  Continue reading

From The Comments Archive: “Hello, Martie Sirois. I Voted For Trump.”

On one of the places I freelance, I recently published Hey, Trump Supporters: Tolerance of Intolerance Isn’t A Thing.

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I got the following as one of the responses to that piece, which I felt like sharing here. It was certainly not one of the more crass responses I sometimes get, but it’s still a pretty good example of how my experience with Trump supporters continues to be in complete misalignment. Though this person was polite in his critique, he didn’t offer any concrete points, or evidence supporting that he honestly has true understanding of the policies he says he likes. I guess, it seems to me that in his mind, those policies sound good in theory, so they must be just fine, right? I wonder, has he actually read the fine print?  Continue reading

Man Says “I’m Not a Bigot” In Response To Viral Video: Watch & Decide For Yourself

Today in viral video land, we have a perfect, prime example showcasing the insidious commingling of racism & white privilege.

The story is basically that a white man (Whitman) followed a black man (Lovett) to his home after a minor traffic dispute, and stopped in front of Lovett’s driveway after Lovett pulled in. Lovett got out of his car, calmly approached Whitman, and asked if there was a reason why he Whitman had followed him to his house. Whitman responded, “I just want to let you know what a n—– you are.” Continue reading

Welcome To America

Thinking about the fate of the future often worries me. Honestly, the best way to describe the condition (and reputation) of our nation right now is with a pretty outdated, but perfectly accurate term:

Hot Mess.

My generation knows this phrase, despite its evolution in meaning over the years. But for the older folks who might be reading and are unfamliar with “hot mess,” here’s a definition, courtesy Urban Dictionary: Continue reading