Sunday, February 28, 2016

How About These Fine Candidates?





Most of you know that I'm a political junkie. I wake up and watch cable news, I get showered, then watch some more political news. At work, I listen to talk radio, (after the local comedy radio show). I mean it can’t be politics all the time. Then when I return home, I listen to a bit more cable news before I get a big ol’ dose of my reality shows. You know, to get a break from all that politics. But this year, this year I feel like politics has drifted it’s way into my reality shows and I’m not happy about that. So much damn drama going on in the world of politics.

I want politics to stay where it belongs. In politics. I don’t mind some mudslinging now and then but this whole thing has just turned downright ugly, childish, and petty. It gets worse year after year. What happened to dignity in running an entire country? Can’t we just play nice? Can’t we act like adults? At this rate, I’m tempted to vote for some of these fine candidates:
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Remember when Stephen Colbert and Jon Stewart threw their hats in the ring in 2008? Yes, it was a lot of fun to watch and sure, Colbert pulled out of the running long before it got too serious (and way too expensive - a mere $35,000 to enter the South Carolina primary - but still entertaining and very informative too.

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Love Curb Your Enthusiasm and still watch the reruns
hoping it will return one day!

How hilarious would it be to have the bumbling Larry David running our country? Sure there would be the risk of a nuke being dropped on head at any given time, or the chance of riots breaking out because he has no filter...okay, never mind. Maybe Larry wouldn't make such a great president. But what a great advisor he'd make. I'd watch him be an advisor on Veep anyway. Not so much in real life though.

 
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Ron White announced his intentions to run for 2016. His slogan? “Vote Smart, Because You Can’t Fix Stupid.” From the looks of the candidates this year...stupid seems to be a running theme. Not sure Ron can do any good to help this election year. I think we're right screwed no matter who gets in.

I know I've got my homework cut out for me this year. I take my vote seriously and don't just listen to whatever the talking heads have to say. I read. I think. I ponder. Then I pray and hope for the best.

from Google. Of course

I also took some downtime in between my political homework this weekend and saw Deadpool. It rocked and I'll be buying it when it comes out on DVD. It was that good. I'm not usually into "superhero" action movies, but he's not the typical superhero either.

Maybe I'll just vote for him. He seems like a sensible candidate. Or not.

What are your thoughts on these fine presidential candidates? Any suggestions of your own? Have you seen or plan to see Deadpool? Thoughts on the movie?




Sunday, February 21, 2016

I Won't Know Unless I Try

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It feels a bit strange to do a post on a Sunday but I have to work tomorrow and I wasn’t on Blogger at all last week so here I am, posting on the weekend.

Its not like football is on anyway...but The Walking Dead is on tonight. What a premiere that was last week. Holy smokes! Didn’t see that one coming…neither did Carl. Amiright? Okay, I won’t say anymore. Don’t want to ruin it for anyone. And if you’re not caught up, hurry! Me thinks it’s gonna be a fast paced rest of the season.

Anyway, enough zombie talk. I've been tossing an idea around in my head for the last few weeks and Friday I think I may have convinced myself to do it. Maybe. You how sometimes we think we have great ideas and then they turn out not so great, while others turn out fantastic? I'm not sure which category this one falls into just yet. But I'm gonna give it go and see where it lands.

I’m think I’m going to write a second self-help book.

I should probably mark this post down somewhere. February 21, 2016. Let’s see how long it takes to really get it written. The first one isn’t even in print and I’m already thinking about the outline for the second. But seeing how the first one took what? Two, three years, by the time it’s officially published – I’d say I have plenty of time to write the second. I’m not worried. It's not like I have a deadline or anything.

While the first one deals with recovering from the Relational Trauma of discovering your partner is a sex addict, the second one will address moving forward in a relationship with a sex addict. Sometimes I forget just how difficult it was (and still can be) to navigate this journey together.

There were times I wanted to run away. There were times I wanted to punch Devin in the face. But the times that I laughed and felt overjoyed far outweighed those tough times and I’m grateful I stayed. I think I want to share that hope with others too. So yeah, I think I’m going to give it a try and see where it goes. If it turns out like a piece of crap, well, at least I gave it a shot.

Anyone else a Walking Dead fan? Or have you tried a project only to have it fail? Or better yet, have it turn out better than expected?

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Depending on my work schedule, I may be posting on Sundays for the next few weeks.

 

Monday, February 8, 2016

The Stars Aligned…


Last week the stars aligned…just not for what I expected. As I mentioned a few posts back, my self-help book was so close to publishing, I could smell the carbon on the paper. (Anyone old enough to remember those days?)

Bryan returned my WIP with a few minor edits and all I had left to do was a final read through. Then, it occurred to me I should probably send out a few CYA emails to avoid getting sued. You know, copyrights and all that silly legal mumbo jumbo stuff I’m too naive to understand.

Turns out it’s a good thing I sent out those emails. Because, um yeah, the first email was promptly (and extremely politely) answered and my excerpt is still under review by their attorney.

Another email was also quickly answered, only the response was one I didn’t see coming. Long time readers already know how firmly I believe that things happen for a reason. How cliché, right? I know, I know. But hear me out.

The person offered me a unique opportunity: a chance to sit in on a support group offered for the injured spouses of addicts. I can get additional ideas for my book and also help them heal from their trauma in the process. Exactly the reason I wrote the book - to help people heal. How cool is that?

Last week was my first meeting and it went thirty minutes over so I’d say it went well. They were a welcoming and warm group of folks who love to laugh, just like me.

And while this delays publishing my book for a bit, I think it will be a better book because of it. I’m sure there are things I’ve gone through that I’ve since forgotten and talking to these fine folks will help jog my memory to include it in my final draft. I’m stoked!
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How about that game last night? What was your favorite commercial?

Monday, February 1, 2016

Needeen's Love - Lost and Found: Valentine’s Edition Bloghop

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When Lexi was a young girl with blonde ponytails that bounced when she ran and played, she had no idea she’d be famous before the age of thirty. Perhaps not for artist she longed to be but instead for whom she loved, but famous nonetheless. But that fame wouldn’t come for another twenty-five years. 

Right now, all Lexi wondered was if Santa remembered the watercolors she wanted. And Santa gave her that and more. Brushes, paints, canvases, and other supplies for an aspiring young artist were beautifully wrapped and left under the tiny tree. Mommy whispered that Santa had a special place in his heart for talented artists like the two of them.

Lexi would never forget that Christmas. Not because Santa had been so generous, but because cancer took mommy away that year. Lexi used her mother’s death to inspire her. She pursued her love for the arts and attended art school in New York. That passion eventually led Lexi to her second love in life, Adam Needeen. She met him in SoHo while attending an art show for her friend Anna.

Adam and Lexi were inseparable. Their love was instant. The kind people whispered in envy about as they walked by hand-in-hand. Of course, it may have been because they recognized Adam from his newfound fame. He had rave reviews of his restaurant in the New York Post and according to them “It wasn’t just a weekend excursion, it was a culinary adventure.”

The five-star review earned him a short interview on Channel 12 News, the local news station on Long Island. It caught the eye of Kelly Ripa and Adam was booked to appear on Live! with Regis and Kelly the following week.

Regis loved the concept of this restaurant experience and showcased it on the air. “Where else can you spend a weekend in Connecticut lounging by the pool, cows chewing grass in the pasture, and then be in the hustle and bustle of New York City the next day eating the same damn cow that was mooing at you just the day before?” The audience laughed hysterically while Regis mooed at them. Behind him a clip ran of him and Kelly eating rare steaks.

And it was that laughter that took the fuel out of PETA’s protests and into the rockets that propelled Adam’s success to the nation’s most sought after spot. The waiting list was months long. New York may have been riddled with crime, a rising serial killer, hookers on every corner, and loads of cocaine, but Needeen’s was soon a hit and so were Lexi and Adam. Even with all the time they spent away from each other because of work and the gallery.

Everyone expected the wedding to be at Needeen’s. Instead they wed in the rustic setting of the farm. Hundreds of family and friends were in attendance. It was a picture perfect ceremony filled with love and happiness. Even the paparazzi that showed up were invited inside the cozy stable to attend. Cameras snapped and flashed.

Life for Adam and Lexi was magical. Lexi’s artwork graced the walls of Adam’s restaurant and it wasn’t long before she too was noticed for her own talents though not quite like Adam. Finally, she had her own art show.

As they walked out of her show, police surrounded them. One of them handcuffed Adam and read him his rights. He was charged with 17 counts of first-degree and for forcing unknowing acts of cannibalism.

Adam didn’t protest but instead turned to Lexi and said, “I’m sorry, honey, I…I just couldn’t stop. I tried but I couldn’t, not after the first one, I’m sorry…I,” but she didn’t hear anything after that. She’d fainted.

For the next several days Lexi’s love for Adam was tested as the story of his double life unfolded. In the end, she couldn’t stand beside a serial killer who fed his victims to his guests as their entrees.

Lexi’s disgust and disbelief grew as she discovered that the man she loved so deeply had more compassion for the cows in their pastures then the humans walking the city streets. When Adam was shown by PETA how his cows would be brought to slaughter, Adam couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Not wanting to disappoint Lexi and close the restaurant, he became enraged at the activist, losing his temper and accidently killing him. And that’s when the idea struck him. Why not kill those that deserve killing? Drug dealers, thieves, and the like.

A new line cook eager to impress Adam dug into the head chef's supplies not knowing it was off limits to everyone in the restaurant. He also didn't why it wasn't meant for anyone else but Adam. It hadn't been boiled down enough for the restaurant's diners to eat.

And so, the line cook  didn’t see the small bone that was mixed in among the risotto but the diner, also a medical examiner, did and pointed it out to his friend, a coroner, who was dining with him. It wasn’t long before the investigation was launched, Needeen’s was closed, and Adam was spending life in prison. 

Now the cameras snapped and flashed again. Only this time it wasn’t to celebrate the wedding of the decade. It was to capture the downward spiral her life had become. Snap. Flash. Snap. Flash. Snap.

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Happy Valentine’s Day! Let's hope ours is way way happier than Lexi's!! 

I usually don’t post such long stories so if you read the whole thing, thank you.  Also, if you’re a long time reader of the blog, you know I love a good twist. I just can’t help myself. I blame Stephen King.

This is part of The Lost and Found: Valentine’s Edition Bloghop so join in today if you’d like, we’d love to have you! And a big shout out to Alex and the crew for hosting it. Thank you!
 

Do you remember that special feeling of love found? And who hasn't experienced the emotional experience of love lost?  Some of you might have even lost a love only to find that person later for another go around. Tell your story about love lost or found in our special Valentine's blogfest. Your post can be a short fiction, an essay, poetry, or even a song--let your imagination run free. Any genre is fair game, be it romance, historical fiction, memoir, or even science fiction.  After all there are no limitations when it comes to love.