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** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Ask yourselves honestly now - how was I going to resist going here? The surprise is, this entry won't be entirely about C*H*O*C*O*L*A*T*E. The entry is about foods considered to be Aphrodisiacs. A long long long long time ago you ate certain foods to either (a) increase fertility or (b) as a remedy for various sexual anxieties. Today we have Viagra and Cialis, but they didn't have those long ago. I want to list the popular aphrodisiacs from Ancient Greece and later.  Aniseed It has been used as an aphrodisiac since the Greeks and the Romans, who believed aniseed had special powers. Sucking on the seeds is said to increases your desire. AsparagusThe Vegetarian Society suggests "eating asparagus for three days for the most powerful affect". Almond A symbol of fertility throughout the ages. The aroma is thought to induce passion in a female.  ArugulaArugula or "rocket" seed has been documented as an aphrodisiac since the first century A.D. AvocadoThe Aztecs called the avocado tree "Ahuacuatl which translated means "testicle tree".  Bananas It states that bananas are rich in potassium and B vitamins, necessities for sex hormone production. Chocolate Chocolate Chocolate Chocolate Chocolate Chocolate Chocolate ChocolateThe Aztecs referred to chocolate as "nourishment of the Gods". Chocolate contains chemicals thought to effect neurotransmitters in the brain and a related substance to caffeine called theobromine. Chocolate contains more antioxidant (cancer preventing enzymes) than does red wine. neener neener neener! CarrotsWas used by early Middle Eastern royalty to aid seduction.  yeah Bugz, so far it's all on your diet! Coffee - Coffee - Coffee  Coffee stimulates both the body and the mind - but not too much as it can become a depressant - oh...hm....okay. GarlicThe 'heat' in garlic is said to stir sexual desires. Make sure you and your partner share it together.  HoneyMany medicines in Egyptian times were based on honey including cures for sterility and impotence. Medieval seducers plied their partners with Mead, a fermented drink made from honey. NutmegNutmeg was highly prized by Chinese women as an aphrodisiac. OystersOysters were documented as a aphrodisiac food by the Romans in the second century A.D as mentioned in a satire by Juvenal. Okay then...moving on.... PineappleRich in vitamin C and and is used in the homeopathic treatment for impotence. I am not making this up either! TrufflesThe Greeks and the Romans considered the rare Truffle to be an aphrodisiac. VanillaThe scent and flavor of vanilla is believed to increase lust. WineA glass or two of wine can greatly enhance a romantic interlude. Now, that you have that list, let me give you a menu of exotic, erotic recipes that I found: Appetizer Chef Dante Boccuzzi's Ménage à Foie Soup Chef Patrice Caillot's Passion Fruit Soup Entrée Chef Rozanne Gold's Menu for Dinner in Your Silk Pajamas The Sweet Finale Chef David Jeffries' Chocolate Obsession To obtain recipes for the above, go to http://starchefs.com/features/aphrodisiacs/volume_08/ If you are making The SWEET FINALE - let me know - I'll be right there! |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Time to deal with our earliest best friends. Most of us had a pet while growing up and if you didn't I believe you missed out on a lot. My earliest and best friend was a black Cocker Spaniel named Sally. She and I shared so many things together. Whether it was a sandwich, an ice cream cone or the first icicle of winter, Sally got her fair share of whatever I had. She was there for the tears, the running and climbing. She understood me in a way no one else could. She loved me. It was an unconditional love and if you are a child, sometimes that is exactly what you need. Yes, I did actually have a pet worm at one point in my life, but I found out worms don't do well outside their natural environment. Herman passed to the Big Garden in the Sky and while I missed him, Sally was there to clean my tears away with gentle doggie licks of understanding. She wasn't jealous of Herman or the attention I gave the worm either. As long as I played with her, hugged her and cared about her, she was as happy and secure as could be. There are currently studies which show that pet ownership can help with the symptoms of depression. It seems that having a dog or cat that needs care and nurturing helps to raise the self esteem of a depressed person. I couldn't find statistics on fish or bird ownership but I'm sure that while you don't walk a fish (or I hope you don't) they provide entertainment and a certain calming effect. Birds - well I am not going to state my opinion on them. Someone out there in Blogsville may have owned, or today do own a bird and I would appreciate the feedback on how a bird positively affects you. According to the American Pet Products Manufacturing Association, Inc., studies has proved that if you pet and talk to an animal, it lowers your blood pressure and stress level. Again let me stress this is probably bad advice if you own fish. Petting fish? Don't think that's a great idea. Humans have developed a pet/human relationship with many different critters. People own snakes, ferrets, bunnies and the always reproducing gerbils and hamsters. No matter the type of pet, when we are young a pet can teach us so much. We learn to be gentle. We learn to share and some of us actually learn responsibility. Knowing that something depends on you to stay alive, huge responsibility. Pets - what a wonder and a special treat they are. Many of us have written entire blogs about our pets and in these entries have embraced their love and care regarding those critters. What was your first pet? Do you remember? What made it special? Were you 'Best Friends'? Pets - a special bond between human and animal. Pets get a special love from us. They deserve to be mentioned in this month that has the dubious honor of celebrating "Love". |
It seems that last entry  managed to scare my male visitors! Perhaps it was the photo, perhaps they don't want to know what women want. Hm. Guys? I give you this today. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Why a picture of a movie star long gone? The current selection of photographs of 'sexy' women were, in MY OPINION, way over the top. I don't find blatantly exposed body parts all that sexy, and while men may, my blog isn't rated for XGC. I think there is a timeless beauty found with this one particular female and that in itself is interesting.What do men like? Studies have shown that men prefer women with a waist to hip ratio of 0.7. You can calculate your own ratio ladies by using this formula: waist measurement ÷ hip measurement = ratio Being Independent makes a woman 'hot' to a man. Men like to know that the woman they are interested in can take care of herself, has a good head on her shoulders and knows what she wants. I score a 10 on that aspect but I don't think men prefer woman who are too independent. Studies also show men long for a woman who is "caring". It seems men are looking for a hot, irresistible woman, with a motherly personality. They want a woman who will nourish them and take care of them emotionally, just as we expect them to do for us. Despite the rumor that men prefer dumb blond types it seems that men want a woman who has an IQ at least equal to their own. Men look for women who can listen, have a sense of humor and above all - I find this interesting -men want a woman who can COOK. WAIT - I want all that too! Just in a male! Looks, physical beauty, don't rate all that high with men according to the studies I have read. A female can be overweight by twenty pounds or so but if she has self-confidence, a sense of humor, is intelligent and knows her way around the kitchen - men will find her HOT. If you notice the picture, Marilyn isn't the anorexic type of woman we are constantly exposed to with our models today. Yet over the years her allure hasn't faded. In reality though, Marilyn would fail in many of the categories men desire. Nice to look at - don't want to marry her. There you have it. A shortened entry about what 'studies' say men find HOT in a woman. Now guys it's YOUR turn. What do you find HOT? What are you looking for if you are looking. You have to have that attraction thing first before the romance starts - right? Perhaps not. Let me know! |
| Take my advice. Do NOT go out the night before you have to open up IKEA. Just don't do it okay? If you every find yourself in a position of going out or not and you know you have to open IKEA on a Saturday - remember my advice! Ladies, you see him come into the coffee bar/grocery store/bait shop and you almost break your neck when you go to get another look. HE IS HOT! Hm. What actually makes men HOT to women? ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** What Women Find Sexy About Men Some women feel that when a man cries he is weak, while others feel that this shows that he is in fact human and owns a sensitive side. All living things have emotions, and some women say it is sexy to find a guy that has character that includes sensitivity. Masculinity has always equaled sex appeal, and all of those strapping firefighters with ashes and scratches on their faces, dirty uniforms and sweaty brows are just downright sexy to the majority of women. There is just something overly appealing about a man in uniform, but when you add hero to their job description it just makes the whole picture a little sweeter. Women love the men on screen who are hero types so why not in real life? Women find such diverse aspects in men sexy and hot. Some women like the man to have that naughty little boy look. Some crave that body with carved muscles. Some women say that manners matter as well as intelligence. WHOA. Basically, studies from all over have show - women, like men, will do a head swivel, whip-lash look at men for many reasons. Now ladies, ask yourselves this: What makes you turn and look, hold your breathe, makes your pulse race and you mouth water when it comes to finding a man HOT HOT HOT? Don't worry guys. I'm covering what studies find men find sexy about women - tomorrow. Whatever turns you on, I hope you find it. Just don't get burned now! |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Here's a subject my friends and I talk about a lot. Can good friends become lovers and then stay friends. Time for me to 'belly up to the bar' and let you know my opinions. I have been studiously avoiding inputing much of myself into these 'Valentine' entries. I don't like to talk about *L*O*V*E* or *R*O*M*A*N*C*E* much. Why? I am out of sync with them lately. Oh, I have had my boy toys, my personal massage therapists, but the last one was asked to leave my life lately because of his crazy ideas. He felt we had a committed relationship. I swear I never ever made any promises to him in that regards. My friends asked what happened and I just say "Oh, he broke!" If you hadn't noticed, I don't go on and on about my personal life. I'm like that. I am much more interested in YOUR personal life! Actually other's lives are much more entertaining, instructional and interesting than mine is. IN MY OPINION. Gak. Better put those disclaimers in huh? Back on track though, can a friend turn into a lover yet remain a friend? I haven't been able to keep that relationship thing on track it seems. Lovers just can't seem to maintain a respectable apartness or something. They get too close. Cling time. Need more dryer sheets! Others of my sex find nothing wrong with losing their friendship to a relationship of just love. I know, I make that sound so bad don't I? "Just Love" Everyone will tell you I have commitment issues or was that I should be committed...nah...it was issues! But I find relationships, emotions inside relationships extremely interesting and am always [ahem] asking questions of couples. "Don't you miss the friendship though?" "Well, we still do things together just like before. It's not like that changed." "No, but now you are accountable to him/her. Your time, where you are and will be, who you are with, all this has to be accounted for." "It's not like he's/she's my parent for god sake! He/she just wants to know I'm safe!" Yeah, okay, right. We'll go with that. I watch relationships change after the 'loving' starts and seriously, I would rather just stay with the friendship. It's cleaner, saner, safer and a lot more fun. IN MY OPINION. [man I gotta get a disclaimer icon or something!] I love my friends, please don't misunderstand me. I am loyal and giving, of both my time and energy, I am a great listener (who just asks a lot of questions) and I play well with others ('cept Sweet but she started it). I have to have my independence. It's as necessary as the air I breath, the water I drink and the sun that I love. I don't want to account to anyone for anything. If I make plans with a friend, then I am accountable and I live up to that. I have talked with married peop's who tell me their 'best friend' is their partner. Not everyone feels that way or else we wouldn't have expressions like "the old ball and chain" or "my better half". I wonder, do people who get married miss the friendship (hopefully they had one before the marriage!) they once knew? I mean, can they remember being just friends? Does that get lost in day to day mini-drama's, attempts to pay bills, have kids, raise kids and work at a job? I've asked. The answers I mostly get back aren't very hopeful to me. Some are sterling examples but most are mundane and sad answers. If you could take your "mate" and turn back the hands of time to where you had a strong friendship would you? I mean wouldn't you be curious what it really felt like? Would you be surprised at the amount of changes that you both have gone through? Or have you changed? Maybe some haven't. I don't know. I see couples change so fast sometimes, but people say "OH they're young." and then the Charlie Brown Teacher talk starts. "Wah wah wah wah wa wah." Yeah I'm a brat but you all knew that. Just friends. Just lovers. Just married. All of the above. Which are you? Me? I'm just where I need to be - on my own, responsible to me for me. Just like I like it! |
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Romance – what is romance anyway? Definitions vary, yet they all seem to agree that; Romance is a state of being. It's about taking action on your feelings. Romance-love in action-is a daily, living, growing activity. Romance often starts as a 'state of mind' but it must move beyond mere thoughts and intentions and be communicated to your lover...through words, actions, gifts, gestures, or just a tender look.    Then there are the Romantic Letters written eons ago, that were sent by both males and females. How would you like to receive a letter such as this one ladies? Dearest, - I wish I had the gift of making rhymes, for methinks there is poetry in my head and heart since I have been in love with you. You are a Poem. Of what sort, then? Epic? Mercy on me, no! A sonnet? No; for that is too labored and artificial. You are a sort of sweet, simple, gay, pathetic ballad, which Nature is singing, sometimes with tears, sometimes with smiles, and sometimes with intermingled smiles and tears. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This was written by none other than Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804 - 1864) And men, I have not forgotten you, how would you like to receive a letter similar to the following? October 4, 1796 … I shall cork up all my kindness - yet the fine volatile essence may fly off in my walk - you know not how much tenderness for you may escape in a voluptuous sigh, should the air, as is often the case, give a pleasurable movement to the sensations, that have been clustering round my heart, as I read this morning - reminding myself, every now and then, that the writer loved me. Voluptuous is often expressive of a meaning I do not now intend to give, I would describe one of those moments, when the senses are exactly tuned by the ringing tenderness of the heart and according reason entices you to live in the present moment, regardless of the past or future - it is not rapture - it is sublime tranquility. I have felt it in your arms - hush! Let not the light see, I was going to say hear it - these confessions should only be uttered - you know where, when the curtains are up - and all the world shut out - Ah me! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The writer of that was Mary Wollstonecraft, Anglo-Irish feminist and writer, to William Godwin, philosopher and writer. Myself, I prefer the letter sent to a nameless Marquis by the infamous courtesan in 17th century France, Ninon de l'Enclos. She shows her wit, and drive in this letter. No fawning about, no mistaking what she has to say. Yes, Marquis, I will keep my word with you, and upon all occasions shall speak the truth, though I sometimes tell it at my own expense. I have more firmness of mind than perhaps you may imagine, and 'tis very probable that in the course of this correspondence, you will think I push this quality too far, even to severity… Shall I tell you what makes love so dangerous? 'Tis the too high idea we are apt to form it. But to speak the truth, love, considered as passion, is merely a blind instinct, that we should rate accordingly. It is an appetite, which inclines us to one object, rather than another, without our being able to account for our taste. Considered as a bond of friendship, where reason presides, it is no longer a passion and loses the very name of love. It becomes esteem: which is indeed a very pleasing appetite, but too tranquil; and therefore incapable of rousing you from you present supineness. So, there you have it - some romance. Put some in your lives. Or....consider these little tidbits! ~~~A team of medical experts in Virginia contends that you're more likely to catch the common cold virus by shaking hands than by kissing. ~~~Most recent research indicates just about 9,000 romantic couples each year take out marriage licenses, then fail to use them. ~~~It's reported that more than 10,000 marriages a year now are directly traceable to romances which begin during coffee breaks. ~~~Romance statisticians have calculated that the odds run 70 to one that you won't marry any of the boys in the office where you work. About 100 to one you won't marry your boss, and 1700 to one that you won't marry your doctor. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** The word "love" has the highest reference frequency of any word cited in Bartlett's book of Familiar Quotations, according to studies done on . Looking at the various types of love, it did strike me how science went about studying this emotion, which believe me they cannot truly get their minds around. They took baby monkeys away from their mothers and gave them either (a)surrogate mothers or (b) nothing. Science then concluded, after much picking on poor defenseless baby monkeys that:"The mother–child attachment bond shapes infants brains, profoundly influencing our self-esteem, our expectations of others, and our ability to attract and maintain successful relationships. So, the success, or failure, of our first love—the attachment bond—has a life-long effect."1 What happens to a human that hasn't gotten this bonding though? Science can explain adult behaviors as well. "Our secure attachment bond [sic a mother's love] shapes our abilities to: - feel safe - develop meaningful connections with others - explore our world - deal with stress - balance emotions - experience comfort and security - make sense of our lives - create positive memories and expectations of relationships" WOW! Mom's have a HUGE responsibility don't they? I looked for what the dad's part in all this was and seriously - science doesn't seem to identify dad's importance to a new born. Let's hear from fathers on their opinion of how important they were in the development of their children. My main concern is that if a child doesn't receive the above stated bond, what happens when they reach adult years? Do they reach adulthood at all, because the baby moneky's experimented on died from lack of bonding. Do humans have the ability to mature at all without this core of science writes about?"Attachment bonds are as unique as we are. Primary caretakers don’t have to be perfect. They do not have to always be in tune with their infants’ emotions, but it helps if they are emotionally available a majority of the time." Whew! Okay no mommy has to be perfect, good news for all the mommy's out there. It all starts when we are babies then, this love thing. We carry what we initially 'felt' or what was decidedly absent and brought it forward to our adult years. This is where the Circle begins I suppose. What we learned as babies, we pass down to our babies and on and on. Humans are still primates when it comes to a learned behavior. The huge difference is that humans can break a cycle of behavior by force of will, intelligence, and need to do so. Human Free Will vs Animal Instinct. "When we can recognize knee-jerk memories, expectations, attitudes, assumptions and behaviors as problems resulting from insecure attachment bonds, we can end their influence on our adult relationships. That recognition allows us to reconstruct the healthy nonverbal communication skills that produce an attuned attachment and successful relationships." This is good then. We, as humans, can evolve. Science may not be able to nail down a definition of , but they sure spent the money on proving the importance of a bonding between mother and infant, and brought the information forward to encompass our adult lives as well.This helps us adults examine our love lives. It gives us a basic understanding of why relationships fail or succeed correct? Hm. I have had classes in Psychology and while I found it mildly interesting, along with it's cousin Sociology, I have many questions regarding the results bandied about by science. Scientists fall in love and marry. Scientists have children. When this occurs to them, and something goes awry, do they pull out their studies and say to themselves, "OH! That's why!" Somehow, I seriously doubt that. I bet they do what the rest do - curl up in a corner of their beds, pulling covers over themselves or better yet - get out that gallon of Chocolate Chip Ice Cream and pig out. HA! Here's hoping you have no attachment problems, that your lives are fulfilled and you find the time to adopt a poor baby monkey. Man, I hate the fact they used infant monkeys. I don't care! Monkeys have feelings too - don't they? Footnotes |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** So, it's February. It's actually the fifth of the month already and I'm way behind on plans for blog topics this month. The topic? L*O*V*E Of course! If you type in the word love in a Google or other search engines window, you will be assured of receiving more hits back than if you typed in peanut butter, or voting or even fuzzy logic. This is a subject so many humans agonize over, seek and write long epic stories about. In the "salons" of 17th & 18th century France, questions concerning love were passed around to guests of Marquis de Sourdis. Love questions are simply the strangest things. In the late dead century, however, the questions are so similar to today's that it is scary. No one has found a definitive answer to any of them it seems. This month, let's you and I explore this phenomena called L*O*V*E. I will provide you with quotes, both funny and warmly inspirational, links to sites to check your love life, and questions with answers to which you may or may not agree. It'll be a fun month of L*O*V*E and its exploration. Shall we start? Okay then, here goes. I referenced questions passed around at a wild party of this dude Marquis de Sourdis. Some were familiar to today's society, some we have decided are just definitely NPC. You decide! There are 32 of these sucka's so I'm going to pick and choose which I want to list. HA! It's my blog after all. I kept the list short, but went over the FIVE limitation. It's only six so suck it up okay? I'm putting my reaction to each question in a different color below the question. You decide on an answer and you can leave those in my comment box, do a blog entry about them or just leave them to your warehouse director to store in the 'Forget It' zone of your mental warehouse. Love having free will, don't you?1. Is it better to lose a person we love to death or to infidelity? I don't think this should be a choice do you? Who wants to lose anyone, for any reason whatsoever. What a choice - they can leave you (infidelity) or die - which is leaving as well. I suppose if love is involved, then if a person dies the assumption is they died still loving you. If they cheat on you the assumption is they no longer loved you. Okay then, I pick death. 2. Is the union of two hearts the most appreciable and greatest pleasure in life? Come on now! Give me some kind of a list to pick from would ya? I mean, chocolate, reading, writing, solving difficult math problems, laughing - something to go eeny minny miney moose from. How does this union of two hearts go about anyway? Is it surgical? Kidding. I get the drift, just don't get the reality. I don't think humans can just pick one and say "Yeah I pick that for every minute of every day forever!" and mean it. Humans enjoy diversity too much. They are a hard lot to keep entertained. I do not believe this question takes that into account. Besides it's too mushy. Next.... 3. Are love and desire two opposite feelings? Hm. This one stumps me. I mean I tell people all the time that I L*O*V*E chocolate. I also desire chocolate every day. I love to desire chocolate. Okay now I've gone overboard. How can they be opposite when the end result is "I WANT SOME NOW!"? 4. Can love survive on its own for very long? This is just a silly question. I took it to mean at first, like on a desert island or something. Then I figured it had to do with a one-sided love affair. Then I pictured this cartoon walking around crying "I'm lost! Help me Help me!" Boy, I would have been a disaster at this party wouldn't I?5. Can we love for love's sake without expectations? The way I understand it, love is supposed to be unselfish, giving, open and honest. What does the self-centered expectation have to do with that? 6. Can we love something more than ourselves? Should we? Aside from a deity of course - seriously, should we love more than we love ourselves? Is this a trick question? Does the asker imply conceit? That would be self-centered love not true love. I don't know. Another riddle to me. The link to all 32 questions, for any interested, is: http://goneonmyway.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!5C493EC52CEB742!140.entry Check out the silliness of some of these questions. Make up your mind whether they even deserve answering. Some are truly awful. Let me leave you, today with this quote about L*O*V*E. "True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked." ~~~~~ Erich Segal |
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I am pretty tired tonight, so nothing too fancy for you nice folks. I wanted to address something that is an ongoing issue at work. We have 'acquired' a new manager and over the past three months I've been exposed to his philosophy and ethics. There is an old joke about "How can I tell you're lying? Your lips are moving!" It used to make me laugh. No longer. This manager has managed to alienate every lowly worker on his team. There isn't much of a "team" left anymore. So many of my co-workers have transfered, quit and even been fired. I liken it to a Democratic White House being taken over by an incoming Republican candidate. Out with the old, in with the new. There's a new management team in place and their ethics leave little to respect. "Anyea! You're my go-to girl. I need something done, I know you are the one to go to!" Sounds nice doesn't it? What I've learned is to interpret those words. What they actually mean is: "Do it or I'm putting a bad report in your file." I have been called into the office to get lectured more often in the past month than I have ever been in my entire working life. It is appropriate to lecture me for forty-five minutes, yet when a customer compliments me I get a pat on my head and told "good lil worker". I told my manager he needs to learn to walk a tight rope. When asked why that was, I told him he needed to learn balance. He didn't get it. I didn't care. Today was Super Bowl Sunday. We had no way to know if we would get slammed with customers or suffer a dessert store. We got slammed. Over and over, hour after hour, myself and fellow workers hustled our butts to serve the public. We rushed hither and yon. Then I got a phone call. It was from "UPSTAIRS". My manager was calling me. "This is Anyea, what did I do now?" Paranoid? No, just realistic and tired of being played by management. "Anyea, can you work tomorrow from a ridiculously early hour until an even more ridiculous hour late in the day?" "I'm not in trouble for doing something again?" "No, no. I just need to know if you can change your hours." "Sure." "See! You are my go-to girl. I knew you wouldn't let me down." He opens his mouth and all that comes out is BS. I can put up with a whole lot. I can not, will not tolerate being lied to. The Super Bowl is over. Phoenix can return to normal now. HA! As if Phoenix is normal to begin with. I hope whichever team you rooted for won. I have no idea who won. My co-worker that I traded days with is probably glad to be have been able to kick back and enjoy watching the game. He better have or I'll kick him. Hope all of you out there in the wonderland of Blogsville had a tremendous day filled with relaxation and laughter. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Listen ladies, we females have this tendency to make fun of guys. Fairs fair though - they make fun of us. I've heard the jokes, been told to my face the jokes ( "whatever will her reaction be?" ) and even made up some myself. The blog entry by PlannerDan  about country music started me looking at song lyrics by a little known song writer, Steve Goodman. Now Steve had a severe sense of humor about himself, and wrote lyrics that are still timeless and funny. Remember now, Steve was a MALE!The I Ain't Never Heard You Play No Blues by Steve Goodman My baby came to me this morning and said I'm kinda confused She said "If me and B.B. king was both drownin', Which one would you choose?" And I said "Oh Baby, Oh Baby, Oh Baby, I ain't never heard you play no blues" Now is that a guy response or what? Guys have different priorities than women do. Sorry ladies it is the truth. Here are some more [ahem] truthful things about guys:Men like to barbecue. Men will cook if danger is involved. We woman may well wonder why this is. Well I believe it has to do with that caveman instinct men still have, yup they miss dinosaurs and carrying big clubs. Yet men can be very sensitive as well. Men are sensitive in strange ways. If a man has built a fire and the last log does not burn, he will take it personally. We women just giggle at their frustration over what we see as "minor difficulties" and remind them of giving birth, our periods, and menopause. Speaking of that: Male menopause is a lot more fun than female menopause. With female menopause you gain weight and get hot flashes. Male menopause -- you get to date young girls and drive motorcycles. But we women love them, yes C. Anthony , we do love you males. Sometimes we are unwise in our loving though. However here's a bit of sage advice!Marrying a divorced man is ecologically responsible. In a world where there are more women than men, it pays to recycle. Sorry guys - but since there are more of you than us it pays to recycle. Personally I am all for recycling! Some girls I know wish males came with a tat on their forehead explaining why their last girlfriend dumped them. This would give the females a head start on figuring out if the guy is worth dating at all. Females can be so-o-o mean sometimes huh? Shopping is another big difference between the sexes as well.Most men hate to shop. That's why the men's department is usually on the first floor, two inches from the door. I worked at a clothing store and this is fact. The men's department was right inside the front doors. The displays were a bit strange though. On the right side, the knit polo shirts and khaki pants, to your left the outrageous studded jeans, leather jackets that screamed how cool a guy is and the underwear? Way way way in the back of the department. I always ask guys what they talk about when they are together. I seldom get a different response. Females the same thing. When four or more men get together, they talk about sports. When four or more women get together, they talk about men. No matter - males, men, boy, guys, hotties - women love em. Keep strutting your stuff guys! And please ladies remember: Men who have pierced ears are better prepared for marriage. They've experienced pain and have bought jewelry. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** So how come no one has reminded me that I've completely, utterly and absolutely forgotten to talk about this? I mean I just went through all my entries and not a ONE is about this. No, not sex. Men. I usually use photographs of women because photographers mostly photograph women. Good photographs, really outstanding photographs that is. I found the one  there and realized it is a self-portrait. Hm. Have to study up on this photography business more huh? I have men in my life. Some I play with and some I play with. Yes there is a difference. The ones I play with that hasn't anything to with gymnastics [ahem] are usually ever so much fun and informational beings. I learn about carburetors, side line penalties, how to cook the perfect linguine - what? Yes I know men who actually cook and do it quite marvelously too! The thing with men, males as a whole rather, is that they are under the impression that women don't like them. Whatever gave them that idea? I adore males. They are so entertaining, interesting and when they don't get up on that high testosterone horse they can be educational as well. Point in fact. A male I know, his name is Pancho, has the most eclectic collection of reading material I have seen outside a library's doors. His interests range all over the place from rockets, to fuzzy logic, to water colors and cactus gardening - and a bunch in between. He is great to talk to UNTIL..... M.M.C Ah yes, the Male Monthly Cycle - which no self-respecting male will admit to, can drive a girl to go out and shop! A while back Panch was going through his M.M.C. How could I tell? "Hey Panch! Did you ever get around to trying that new recipe I gave you?" "Why? What's the matter? Need me to cook for you now?" ouch "No Panch. I am thinking of putting you in a huge cauldron and stewing you up though!" We left it at that. Good thing too. Now, three days later: "Anyea! You aren't going to believe what I just found on-line! It's special garlic press. Oh! And I found a site that you can order Xzallafallupwhatisit cactus from." The M.M.C. was over. [note: I made the name of the cactus up okay? I am not a botanist! sheesh] I have tried to explain to men, that the moon's cycles affect them just as they do woman but men don't like to be connected to us that way I guess. Jack (of Jack and Jill fame) handles his M.M.C. quite differently. When he gets "in a mood", as Jill says, he goes on a trip by himself. Sometimes he only goes to Goodyear to be sure it still exists and other times drives all the way to Las Vegas to see a show and gamble a bit. Jill understands and supports this decision. We are in agreement that during M.M.C. males can be a true pain. Whatever time of the month it is though, males are special. Special sometimes in a good way and sometimes in a not so good way. [The disclaimer I must put in is to exclude the monsters who are male.] I guess the same holds true for us females as well. I wonder though, what would it be like if there were more than 2 genders on earth? What if there were 4 or 5? HOLY SALTED KIPPERS! Whether you be male or female - be glad there are only two genders to contend with here! |
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** One of my friends [ahem] here called me a 'brat'. I take great pride in that. You can do a lot with being a brat. You just don't seem to get away with anything. Part brat, pure child, growing up person - that's me. I need to put an ad in the paper that goes something like this: WANTED: Someone with enormous Life experiences, smorgasbord of interests, tons of laughs, who isn't bitter or angry. Will provide hours of annoying questions. I am always looking for answers. Sometimes I get unexpected answers and I have to sit back and ponder upon them for a bit. Sometimes the answers I receive only lead to more questions. "How come when my body gets cold, I get energized. When I'm warm, I get sleepy?" "Warmth lowers the blood pressure which in turn can cause sleepiness." "Oh. Well how come some people are attracted to really ugly things like BATS!" "Many people find the unusual species to be compelling, interesting and just like that." "Oh. Then when a circus comes to town, how come the city doesn't always have a parade for it?" "Because Sweets cannot be in each city to follow behind the elephants. Told ya! I'm a brat. SHE STARTED IT. So I'm always looking for answers, seeking information and while certain seeking pays off, usually I get royally bored from reading dry texts on subjects. There is nothing worse than text books - seriously. I think they require a text book writer to have no imagination, inspiration or regard for my ability to stay awake reading them. I once rewrote an entire text book just so I would pass the final. I had the whole book down to less than three pages and my prof asked if he could use them in future classes. Sure! Why not. Stupid text book writers anyway, screwing up a perfectly understandable subject matter by writing on and on and on and making no sense. We need to revolutionize the text book industry. Pictures would be good in those Economic books. NICE pictures - not graphs and charts. They could embed a micro-chip that plays songs in those totally boring Statistics books or have Action Figures you could punch out and play with in Accounting text books. Since I love math and physics (not earth sciences though thank you very much) we can leave those books alone. I ask questions from everyone I meet. Some give me answers, some just stare at me and walk away. I still ask. I hope I always ask questions, seek answers, filter what I get and come up with my own beliefs - well I have my own beliefs and all, but enlarging upon them is always good. Next time someone asks you a question, and you don't have an answer, just tell them this: "It's due to the fact that there is only one Sweets and many many elephants!" That's sure to stump them! HA! Everyone out there have a day, whether it's a cold wintry day all grey and gloomy or a crisp blue sky sun shining Arizona day - have one. You're due a good day as well so hop to it okay? |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I just received notice that another person has left WdC due to games being played. My first inclination was to explode. My second inclination was to rip someone a new asshole. My third inclination was to take a deep breath and calm down. I think I'm getting this maturing process down, don't you? Certain ages of humans are looked down on by older people because they "act so immature and irresponsible." I can turn that around and ask what does age have to do with acting that way? Instead let me ask you all something else. When is the last time you felt Joy? I mean actual joy of mind, soul and body. When was the last time you felt the warmth of wonder and delight? Joy is not an emotion that comes from the "slings and arrows" of outrageous acts or words. Joy cannot be found in the hearts of anyone seeking revenge. Joy is a pure emotion and as such demands pureness back from the person who will experience it. People talk about what makes them "happy". Everyone should know, I would hope, that "happiness" is transitory - it's fleeting and cannot sustain the human heart. Joy is long lasting. It seeps into the fiber of your being, swirls through the dark shadows in your mind and leaves you knowing that Life is indeed worthwhile. Writers, those who have the courage to admit they are real writers, experience joy every time they put those shining words down on paper or screen. There is a joy that comes with experiencing creativity. There is also joy in reading someone's writings who takes the art seriously. I know we all won't get published, hell a lot of folks on this site have no intention of even trying to get published and that's fine. It's called free will. Animals have instincts and humans get free will. As humans evolve, get overwhelmed by the mores of society, smacked around by the marketing folks who need everyone to believe there is no such thing as death, disease, aging, ugliness or being unloved, we move further and further away from being able to experience Joy. It seems that way to me. I watch people. It's one of my more serious hobbies. I watch their body language, listen to the words they speak and look into their eyes. I rarely, if ever see Joy in anyone. There is a huge exception to this of course. Children know Joy, know it intimately, vocalize it for the whole adult world to hear. The simple things brings Joy to a child. Watch one with an empty cardboard box sometime. Listen to me very carefully now (okay okay read - sheesh). Even the abused, the homeless, the mentally challenged or physically damaged child experiences Joy. How can this be? As an adult have you ever asked yourself how can a child suffering possibly find any Joy? What happens to an adult who has no Joy in their Life? What sustains them through all the hard times, the scary times and the alone times? Being alone and unloved is not the worst thing that can happen to an adult. Death and disease are not the worst things that can happen to adults. Try to live a life with no Joy or Hope - that is probably the worst thing that can happen to anyone. Even a child dying of cancer has hope, experiences Joy. Perhaps I should have used my "RANT" symbol to head this entry. It looks a whole lot like a Rant. It isn't though, not really. It's my way of showing concern for crap that happens and the outcome of that crap. It's my way to grow up a bit, mature a little. I won't apologize to anyone for my opinions. I never have and I won't start in here. Please know that many of you have become so important to me. I look to many of you for guidance, advice and comfort. Best of all are those who have given me these things along with laughter. Thank you to each one of you that has been there for me. I know you will be there for others as well and guess what? That brings me JOY! |
| So, while I was without the Internet what was I doing? Wondering that are ya? Okay I'll tell ya about my life away from the Web. I have this over-active brain. I have to be doing something while I'm awake and I cannot just sit around doing nothing. A couple of years ago, I purchased this small RPG (role playing game) from MSN. The name of it is FATE and it is unusual for me to enjoy a game such as this. I have problems killing things. The whole point of an RPG game is to kill the baddies and gather treasure and experience and stuff. I really enjoyed this game and still do. It's a really small RPG with excellent graphics (I don't have a sound card so can't tell you about that part). While I was "away" I started a new game on it. I made my character a female and used a high level to start with. This makes the game more challenging and I felt up to a challenge. Then I had a thought! (OH NO - ANYEA IS THINKING!) A bad sign right? Well, yes and no. I am used to yelling at the bad guys and telling my character when they mess up. OH and you get to have a PET too! My new character has a puppy! I have used the (ew) cat but usually name it "EggRoll" or something clever like that. Anyway....I decided to chronicle this character's experience from her POV (point of veiw). I am having a blast with her and only up to level 10. To see her story you'll have to go to the link I will provide as I'm not writing her story in here! "Invalid Item"  [] by A Guest Visitor ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** OH and I did artwork for her. I fell in love with this photo and can't quit messing with it. I don't know if it's because it's black and white (BnW) or what, but it just struck me that my new character would look something like this woman. Sorta. Kinda. You know...um..... What else have I been doing? Work work work. Rest in between. Trying to get torn muscles to quit hurting and my dislocated thumb to pop back in. Not much. Nothing else interesting. OH and I heard from my friend who is now firmly located in Iraq. He requests for his troop small things and some how I will come up with the money to send stuff. He is a Sgt. and an MP. He has a lovely caring heart and a sharp mind. I did see in blog entries that a whole lot of STUFF is going on - but am mostly clueless as to WTF it is! Turn my back for just a second and this place goes KA-PLUIE...You all settle down now - winter hasn't had his way with us just yet. We got a ways to go. OH YEAH - and for those interested in football................ PHOENIX IS HOSTING THE SUPERBOWL heehee... |
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** HEY YOU ALL! I ARE BACK! Miss me? Sheesh from the number of e-mails in my box I would say either you all partied down while I was away or....you missed me! Where was I? Oh, without an Internet it seems a bit difficult to come in and play with you all. I just threw some money at my provider and within 10 seconds VOILA' - I were back. I will go through all my mail but I did see that Bugz-ter had a WdC b'day. Whoo hooo to her. I will write more tomorrow - an actual day off and catch up on all that's been happening in Blogsville I promise. Just wanted to wave at y'all waves to the nice peop's and say hey. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Hey if a picture is worth a thousand words, wouldn't one word be worth as much? How about two words? I quit Yup, I finally quit my second job today. Totally burned out and just physically, mentally and um, something else, couldn't do both anymore. Working over forty a week doing much physical labor was driving me into the earth. So I handed in my two weeks notice. Now we'll see what happens. Fragments of me are still floating about, looking for succor, relaxation and a million dollars or at least a life time supply of chocolate. I tried to tie me all together today but took a nap instead. Sleep is good. Now I can just have dreams of ONE job instead of TWO. More rest for me and that is good. So, two of our buds will get a face-to-face soon - how jealous are we about that? Yup Mrs. W. and Deb will be talking over a traveling crib some day soon. They can compare mileage on that crib. Hopefully the crib stays behind the truck and doesn't go swinging out into traffic! I guess you had to be there huh?We also have Ghosts running amuck in Blogsville lately. Love that. The stories are stupendous, the car lives to see another cold day in the Arctic winds and all is right with New Jersey. There is furniture problems over at Sweets house and Sweet T is doing historical research into tonsil hockey. Slam dunk in one - no wait - that's some other sport. Told you I was fragmented and feeling fermented so hang on there is no point to this entry at all. Everyone read up on how to brush your teeth? No? Well look at the label on your toilet bowl cleaner some day then. Educational. January of 2008 and we are still hanging in there - hopefully we all are. Besides the flu, colds, and other miscellaneous problems we are all together. Hoping that lil Deb W is going to be okay as well. There have been talks of Reality Shows, Talent Shows, Comedy Shows and the Writers Strike and I just want to say this about those -  That should cover those adequately.I have an early day tomorrow which works out as I have to close the day after that. Don't understand how they schedule me lately. They let go of our "seasonal help" AGAIN and once again we are severely short handed at work. What the smuckola do these management types think when they go about their daily working lives? I know - economics and let me say this about THAT . Doesn't do justice to what I think but it'll do for now.Consider me gone, in bed and then up again. Here's to each of you out there - wherever you are, on land, sea or even in the air. May you all have a word that paints a thousand pictures and keep those words coming - the world needs them! |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I have art work! I didn't know I had art work to put in. I can't do a blog entry without art work so this is all GOOD! I like the way I messed, uh created the graphic. The woman's eyes look empty don't they? Cool. I mean I look at people and while they have the pupil thing going on, iris in place blah blah blah, there is absolutely NO ONE HOME. Scary. So, I did this and kept thinking about people, specifically females, who are waiting to be "rescued". From what you ask? Oh, from responsibility, from physical labor, from boredom, from themselves I think. No one home. Tonight at work a well dressed, manicured to the "N-th" degree female unloaded heavy boxes and two carts of stuff, for her friend who outweighed her, under-dressed her and stood waiting for someone to rescue her. I was impressed with the woman with the high heels, smart clothes and sharp fingernails. I told her she was a woman after my own heart - a 'get-it-done' kinda woman. Her friend stood helplessly by and watched. Maybe the other was depressed or something. I don't know. I can't stand around waiting for someone to rescue me. Let me tell you I am in a position where I need rescuing, evidenced by the fact my supervisor fed me half of his supper after figuring out, through direct questioning about my current eating patterns. It was sweet. He also gave me his chocolate as he knows (how, I don't know) that I have a "thing" for chocolate. "Yeah, I got this from F and was holding onto it for a special occasion." He grinned at me. This is a married man so it wasn't that kind of grin. It was a grin that told me I was his special occasion and this made him feel good. WHOO HOOO...give me chocolate and I feel great! I see "girls" in the gym working out. These same females can't lift a 50 pound box if someone told them it would save them from getting wrinkles. They just stand waiting - to be rescued. I also see men over six feet tall with the same symptoms but I think of them as just plain brain dead, not waiting for rescue. Tonight was actually a mellow one at the store. I only got one cut - from restocking sheets of tissue ( I HATE PAPER CUTS) and most of my customers helped with their heavy loads. I love that. They want the stuff the least they can do is take responsibility for helping out a very short person get their bar codes scanned. When I got home, my two puppies were so excited to see me (this always makes me feel loved) and the female tried to jump up on one of our dining room chairs. This is a new "trick" she is trying out and failing at miserably. The chair fell over and she stood there looking at it like the chair had committed some crime against puppy-hood. The male ran as if the chair was chasing him. Welcome Home Anyea - reality is just a puppy kiss away. Its kinda cold out tonight and my waterbed will wrap me up in its warmth hopefully holding me in slumber until I have to get up and start over again - tomorrow. That's the cool thing about Life. There is a tomorrow. We get to try again, work at getting it right - again, strive to do our best - again, play with people's minds - again. Laughter is just a customer away for me. Have some fun out there in your world. Smile at some grump - it scares them to death! (this makes me laugh out loud actually) Tell a short tale to a child and read the instructions on a product you have never read before. Make it some product that should be a no-brainer and see what you are told to do. I read the back of the box on my toothpaste I just opened this morning - laughed so hard. |
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** You know I wish that the red font colour was a real red for WdC, not this rusty brownish blah sort. I will use black to compliment my graphics instead. I know I mentioned that I truly love dragons, but coupled with that is an author I have enjoyed like forever - Anne McCaffrey. I have read every book she wrote minus the newest one, A Life with Dragons which is the author's story. Sheesh now I have another book to add to my Wish List. The books in the Pern World series, in the order of publication, and the suggested order which they should be read in are: Dragonquest (1968) Dragonflight (1971) Dragonsinger (1976) Dragonsong (1977) Dragondrums (1979) The White Dragon (1978) Moreta:Dragonlady of Pern (1983) Nerilka's Story (1986) Dragonsdawn (1988) The Renegades of Pern (1990) All the Weyrs of Pern (1991) The Chronicles of Pern: First Fall (1993) The Dolphins of Pern (1994) The Girl Who Heard Dragons ( 1994) Dragonseye (1997) Look at the dates on the books. There are some huge gaps in the publication of them aren't there? This gives me hope. If it took her that long to get a book out - well as a novice I too can take a long time right? No? The thing about Ann's books are the cohesiveness of each one. She ties her history into each book so tightly a reader doesn't have to guess who the character is, where they came from or why they are in the book at all. >sigh< That is talent. The sad thing is, Ann is old. I mean like really old. Like probably won't be with us to provide more tales of the Pern people. The newer writers don't seem to be able to write dragons well, history is non-existant and the story lines - uh, suck. The ones I've tried to read anyway. I read each Pern book (plus she has other series I also have read), I don't know how many times and then discovered them on CD - and you can rent them really cheap! This was how I got interested in "Books on Tape" (or CD). When you hear the characters speaking, have a wonderful moderator filling in the rest - it's such a treat. I probably had most of the books memorized but that seemed to add to my enjoyment. "The men who rode the dragons were a breed apart. Chosen when the dragons were first hatched, they became soulmates for life with the huge, magnificent beasts they controlled - the green, blue, brown and bronzes - beautiful - terrible - the only creatures who could defend the planet Pern from the blood-red star. But without the Queen, the dragons would become extinct - only the gigantic, golden Queen could breed the new flights. And the Queen was fading... dying... leaving behind one last, huge, golden egg..."2 Please remember when you write that someone, some day, may well fall in love with what you are writing. What you publish will be your legacy to the world of literate people - if there will be any in the future that is. Some day someone may well quote you or your book and even if they misquote it - you will have been remembered! I just love dragons. Footnotes |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** You know I was testing you in a way in my last entry. It said so right in the title so don't play dumb with me! I was building up to something - or I was just up to something - whichever makes you more comfortable.I have this "thing" for stain glass. I don't care if it's stuck in a window, wrapped around a glass, smucked up on a wall, dwitched on a lamp shade - I just love stain glass. Now s-h-h-h! Don't tell Carolina Blue that I did this, but I went out and read up on the History of Stained Glass. Look, its not like I read 3,522 pages of stuff but I started to read some of one of my favorite Artistic Medium's Historical facts.A-H-E-M "Based on remains found at Pompeii and Heraculaneum, stained glass was first used by wealthy Romans in their villas and palaces in the first century A.D. At this time stained glass was considered a domestic luxury rather than an artistic medium."3 Can you image stain glass having existed from that far back? Glass is, in a way, a simple yet complex thingie to produce. You must have fire. The poor cavemen - no stain glass for them. "Before recorded history, man learned to make glass and color it by adding metallic salts and oxides. These minerals within the glass capture specific portions from the spectrum of white light allowing the human eye to see various colors. Gold produces stunning cranberry, cobalt makes blues; silver creates yellows and gold and copper makes greens and brick red."4 How extraordinarily cool that someone figured this out. It led to the creation, eventually, of stain glass. In turn stain glass became an Art Form. It was almost lost when those silly Victorian folks started just painting the glass cuz they saw the stained glass window as 'old fashioned' and destroyed tons of the windows which had been crafted. Idiots. Nowadays there is a renewed interest in stain glass creations. If you go out to the Web you can find about a bazillion sites devoted to the craft and for a few measly jazillion dollars an artist will craft a window or whatever, to meet your needs. This craft is arduous, back breaking, finicky and just plain hard to do. What with my interest in stain glass I decided there must be a way to use my software for creating artistic stuff, Photo Shop, and create my own stain glass. Voila' - see there is my first try. I spent hours figuring out the glass sheets; colors to blend, filters to apply and distortions to hit the glass with to make it look something like glass should. While my first endeavor is by no way perfect, it does "highlight" another of my personal favorites - yeah yeah and you all think I have CHOCOLATE on the brain. M-m-m-m chocolate...wait - where was I?Oh yeah. So, I made this up and thought about everyone's response to the entry there. Many of you figured the graphic was art - for mainly the reasoning that it made you feel good. Art is defined then somehow by emotions. I got it. Some of you were nay sayers - and to them I say I agree 100%. To my way of thinking that wasn't Art. I just love to throw stuff at ya and see what you all think though. Its FUN! Now, I intend to keep trying to perfect this stain glass look in PS. When I have it to where I want it to be, I'll share my output(s). Well, I also want to create a Japanese sand garden in PS but I'm still thinking about that one. Yes I am woman see me create. Sorta. I mean I am a woman - the creating - well its baby steps that's all. Thanks for visiting me today (whichever day it is wherever you happen to be). Love to hear from you. Oh - yeah - and the chocolate in the window is my way of reminding myself that I happen to be out and really should run to the store and get some. Later all! Bye for now. Footnotes |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** The above is a piece of art - or is it? If beauty is in the "eye of the beholder" does anyone out there behold this as "Art"? Come on you can 'fess up! It's a test. See, the way I think about "Art" is this; not everyone will enjoy the same things. I should hope not or every artist would crank out the same ole same ole all the time. There would be no Neo-Classic movements, no Picasso, no Mozart. All the art throughout history has had just that - History. Most new forms of art were generally hated and quite fiercely too. Artists were put to death or worse! They were forced to marry the daughter of their Patron! EW. Today we have a completely new concept to what we call Art. There are photographs hung up in galleries that cause such a commotion and scandals. Paintings done in the Minimalistic style have always had complaints and slams. Is a canvas that is 20 feet by 40 feet painted solid black - Art? Well they have this hanging in the Chicago Art Museum and it is indeed considered "Art". Ever go to an Art Museum? Watch people staring at something, whether a sculptor or painting, intensely and you just ask yourself, "Why? It's garbage! Who would even spend a moment looking?" I've seen copper wires welded together forming a "sculptor". I have seen pictures of garbage, literally junk from a dumpster, put together and called Art. Now I may disagree with the definition, but I have an open mind to Art. I feel I have to give all Art forms their just due - except Rap Music. Okay I draw the line there. When I first heard it I immediately thought, "Wow, something for those people who are tone deaf and can't sing a note! How nice!" Then I heard the lyrics - enough said. The above graphic artistic rendering is my own. I did it in about 10 minutes time playing around with filters in Photoshop. I had been creating a stained glass butterfly using some new techniques I'm trying out but decided that my time would be better spent thus. Challenging everyone to tell me "where is the line between Art and Not Art"? Who gets to say? Do you like Monet? How about The Barney Show? Sponge Bob Square Pants? Sixty Minutes? Come on people - all these are Art. Yup, they may fall into a category of Journalism, Childrens' Entertainment - but they are all Art or we are led to believe they are all Art. What is the difference between Art and Entertainment then? I have stood in front of a famous painting and laughed until the guards asked me to leave. I felt I was being entertained - but was the painting still Art? I do believe that as writers we need to start asking ourselves some very serious questions or questioning some very serious issues. Who gets to decide what is Art and what is not. How did that person or people get that power? How does this impact your future as a writer? So, tell me. Is that above graphic - Art? |
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