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7:30 PM Dusk!

Remember when it was 4:30 and the sun was going down this season?  Now it’s approaching 7:30p.m. and the sky is a faded periwinkle color.  I can see the tips of the large evergreen down the street from my house, the tips are black against the light sky.  It’s Spring!  We just have to wait on the warmth.

It’s four minutes later, the darkness is closing fast.  I can still see the bare branches etching the atonal gray sky.  Night is close at hand.

It was a long day for me.  A good day, but a long one.  I saw a big advertisement for Montgomery County Community College today with a picture of a young person painting a bluish globe.  It made me wish I had more art in my life.

Art isn’t something you go visit in a gallery though, it’s something you see, or hear, or feel.  Right now I’m trying to see the art in our sky here in Pottstown!

I call it ” a study in early spring at dusk”.

Let’s all keep our minds and hearts open to art!

love,

mo

 

 

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Losing Nouns

I was tickled this weekend when I listened to some story tellers who were preparing to take part in a festival in  Toronto that was all about stories.

Sandra Shamas was one of the featured presenters and she had a truly funny video on Youtube talking about the one day she was sitting watching Oprah and listening to a doctor talking about reaching peri-menopause.  It seems that the doctor mentioned that one thing women sometimes lose is nouns.

Sandra was ecstatic, she realized that she wasn’t crazy, she had actually lost her nouns and she explained what life was like without them.  She said she could tell someone the color, the size, the temperature and the texture..but she couldn’t get to the “fucking center” of the thing.

That cracked me up big time.  I find myself having that same exact problem and I chalked it up to getting stupider as I age.  Instead it seems that my lack of estrogen has put a slight crimp in my brain and the good news is this will pass.

Ms. Shamas said she slipped into it and then slipped right back out of it.  I’m afraid my experience is either taking longer than hers did, or I was right the first time and I’m getting stupider as I”mature”.

So…does anyone else have similar experiences?   Have you found yourself stumbling over words that should be right on the tip of  your tongue?  Are they misssing?  Blame it on menopause!

love,

mo

 

 

 

 

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Philly Magazine’s Racism Problem!

I just read about a thousand comments from an article about Whites in Philly.  After reading the comments I feel like I need a shower.  I want to scrub the sick and perverted  version of “white” that I read in the comment section of the article off, I want that Whiteness to be no part of me!  It feels  like a disgusting white furry bacterial shell attempting to insinuate itself onto and into my body like a flaming outbreak of candida albicans!

I AM NOT THAT WHITE PERSON!

Don’t you dare get me wrong, I know I’ve acted like a damn fool racist in my life!  I expect that I’ll do it on an off again for the rest of my life, but I swear, I try to deal with it.  When I think something unpleasant or unkind and I chalk that something up to race, sheesh, I know full well I’m being flat out ignorant.  I take no pride whatsoever in being an ignorant Asshat!

I’ve got a kid who goes to Temple,  she’s the one who brought the article to my attention.  We talked about it and she said she thought that the problem was much more complicated than a question of race.  She thought it had to do with economics and education, and cultural differences that aren’t accepted and honored.  She’s the kind of White person I am!  Or, maybe what I really want to say is I’d like to be the kind of White person she is.

I’m not the kind of White person that says people of any race “need to keep their legs closed”.  I’m not the kind of person who says people of any race “just take” and “contribute nothing”.  Oh, it makes me so mad to see that kind of hatred trotted out like it’s the way decent human beings feel.

I’m racist because I’m stupid sometimes.

The good news is I’m not alone…the bad news is I’m not alone.

love,

mo

 

 

 

 

 

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How Would You Feel if 6,000 Pigs Were In Our River?

This is a scary story from China-

The Shanghai municipal government said in an online announcement that 5,916 swine carcasses had been retrieved from Huangpu River by 3 p.m. Tuesday, but added that municipal water remains safe.

The surge in the dumping of dead pigs — believed to be from pig farms in the upstream Jiaxing area in the neighboring Zhejiang province — has followed police campaigns to curb the illicit trade of pork products harvested from diseased pigs.

Shanghai authorities said the city has taken proper measures to safely dispose of the pig carcasses and that the city’s water plants are stepping up efforts to disinfect public water and testing for six common swine viruses.

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What Does Yellow #5 and #6 Taste Like Anyhow?

It seems Kraft Macaroni and Cheese has fake colorants in it when sold here in the US and when it’s sold in other countries, they don’t put those artificial colorings in.

This duo tried out the American version and compared it to the British version, they say the two dishes taste similarly.

What do you think?  Here is some of their story from the Guardian:

Two food bloggers from North Carolina have gathered more than 200,000 signatures in an effort to persuade food giant Kraft to remove two chemical food dye additives from the mac’n’cheese packaged meals that it sells in America.

Both ingredients, called Yellow #5 and Yellow #6, are not present in equivalent products produced by Kraft in many other countries. In some places they are replaced by other substances, such as paprika, amid some health concerns over their safety.

The two campaigners, Vani Hari of Foodbabe.com and Lisa Leake of 100daysofrealfood.com, have also recorded a video of themselves conducting a taste test between the Kraft Macaroni and Cheese sold in Britain without the additives and the product sold in the United States that contains them. In the shoot the two bloggers say that the products taste and look exactly the same and point out the risks alleged to be carried by Yellow #5 and Yellow #6.

Since being launched a week ago their petition has now attracted some 220,000 signatures on the online activist website Change.org. The swell of signatures has resulted in a flood of media stories on the Kraft petition, including a segment on Good Morning America.

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How Come There Ain’t Any Tuna?

The other day I read about an oily “butterfish” also known as Escolar which is apparently inedible or more accurately indigestible in humans.  The funny part about the story that I was reading was that they were saying that this fish is often sold as tuna!

Tuna?  You mean the stuff that is canned by Chicken of the Sea?  Or Bumblebee?

Ayup.

So, when I then heard that both of those companies were removing cans from the shelves because they had discovered problems with the seals on the cans…I was a little suspicious because that is the kind of person I am.  So when I went to a local store later and found that there was little or no tuna on the shelf…I thought, hmmm, either all the tuna in the world has had processing problems with can seals?  Or could it be possible that stores were concerned that they had purchased discount tuna which was really mixed with oily butterfish?

The crazy thing is some online foodies were saying Escolar is delicious…just don’t eat too much or suffer the wrath of oily anal…well go look for yourself.

Meantime I’m avoiding tuna for a while.  I’d like to know that it’s tuna when I open the can.  I’d also like to know that my tuna has been properly sealed in its can.

Go figure.

love,

mo