Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing: The Eve Was Framed Meme

Cheers to all of us thieves!

1. Why is your favorite color your favorite? My favorite color is Pantone 294 because it's Cubbie blue.

 2. Do you prefer dogs or cats or do you just hate animals, and want to kill baby seals? I do not prefer cats or dogs, love them all, and think this question is just awful.

3. How much time do you spend on the computer? Too much.

4. Not including porn, what do you do on the computer? Email, FB, Pogo, and, of course, this here blog.

5. Are you a clock watcher? Yes.
  
6. What do you/did you look for in a partner? Shallow answer: nice, touchable hair.

7. What type of clothing do you prefer? Casual.

8. What is your favorite type of music? Beatles.

9. Do you believe in the paranormal, Ghosts, ESP, levitation, spoon bending? Not much. But I am open.

10. The most important question: Do you have a inie or outie belly button? Inie.

11. What kind of car do you drive? I don't drive.
 
12. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun or The Boys Are Back in Town?   "When the working day is done, girls just wanna have fun."

13. Camping or the Ritz? The Ritz

14. What food are you craving RIGHT NOW . . . did you eat it? Corn flakes. And yes, I ate them.

15. The most thrilling place you've ever visited. Why? When I was very young I went to Paris and seeing the Arc de Triomphe was a gas.

16. If you could slip into the skin of one public figure--celebrity, artist,--who would it be? I think it would be great to be Jennifer Aniston. She's not only funny and gorgeous, she knows what John Mayer and Vince Vaughn and Brad Pitt are really like.

17. Look up from your computer. What do you see first? My TV

18. Sum up your philosophy of life in one sentence. You can borrow it from someone else, if you'd like. "Life is not fair, but it's fairer than death." William Goldman, The Princess Bride

19. Name the one thing you just don't understand about kids today. Rap

20. If you could steal one work of art from a museum or gallery, which would it be? I wouldn't

Truth to tell

I really don't like being around my oldest nephew. He's immature and noisy, like a puppy who has yet to grow into his big paws, but he's nearly 25-freaking-years-old and it's just a bit much, you know?

He's very good to and for my mom, his grandma, so I'm glad he's spending as much time with her as he can before he goes off for his four years with the USN.

I feel guilty because he finds me so fascinating and so much fun and he likes arguing with me. But I do not like arguing with him and sometimes I would like to finish a sentence without being baited or disputed. Everything -- from where the Cubs will play in 2013 to Beatles' history -- was an "argument." He thinks it's funny and cute. I think he's an ass.

I feel guilty feeling this way. He is the entire family's pride and joy, ready to go serve his country, and I just want him to shut-the-fuck-up for one blessed moment.

What's worse, my younger nephew -- age 12 -- things his older cousin hangs the moon and joins the fray before I change the subject. "Well, Ga-al," he chimes in judgmentally, contributing something very 12-year-old-ish so naturally I never disputed it. He's a kid, after all.

I couldn't wait to get out of there. I know, shame on me. But if, today, I get through the day without speaking to anyone about anything, and not being disagreed with or corrected, I will be grateful.

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: Look Out Here Comes Tomorrow (RIP Davy Jones)

Before we start, I encourage you to take a moment and watch Davy swing a mean tambourine. 

1. How much do you worry about your future? Being dependent on others, unable to care for myself. I saw what Parkinson's Disease did to my uncle ... cruel and devastating.

2. Do you believe that anyone could be perfect? Nope.

3. Regarding your future, what is the best thing you could hope for? Right now, in my wallet is a lottery ticket I haven't checked yet.

4. What's the greatest extent you've gone to help a friend in need? Oh, I don't know how to quantify these things! When my friend Kathleen went into labor, I went to the hospital with her and stayed until her husband arrived. Since I have never had a baby myself, I was surprised that she wanted me with her. But I was honored, though scared, and I learned a lot from the experience.

5. What did you do lately that was really brave? I trusted my best friend with a pair of the ickier and most complicated issues that cloud my life right now. I was afraid he'd think this was all too freaky. On the one hand, I thought it would be a relief to unburden myself to him but on the other hand I was afraid he'd think it was all too crazy. I'm not sure it was the smart thing to do, but it was brave.

6. Tell us one thing you wish you hadn't let yourself do. See above. My best friend is more comfortable talking about the mating habits of the rare polymita snail than these particular problems.

7. Who is the wisest person you know? It depends on the situation.

8. What's the most tasteless joke you've ever heard? Nothing springs to mind. And I'm fine with that.

9. What does your answering machine / voice mail message say? It's a robotic voice in a message supplied by my phone company: The caller at XXX-XXX-XXXX is unavailable right now. Please leave a message.

After midnight

With all due apologies to Eric Clapton, right now the last thing I want to do is "chug-a-lug and shout." I shall spare you the details, but my gastro digestive system is not behaving as well as it might. I woke up Friday morning feeling this way, and now here I am after midnight feeling the same way.

This is not how I wanted to begin the weekend.

Friday Fill Ins

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1. When I heard the news I almost cried.

2. You make(s) me want to SHOUT! (Kick my heels up and SHOUT! Throw my hands back and SHOUT!) 

3. Get DOWN! (Me to my cat, Reynaldo.)

4. This is where I came in.

5. Hands across the water. Hands across the sky.


6. We're too busy singing to put anybody down. (RIP, Davy Jones)

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to testing my NEW vacuum cleaner filter (I'm not kidding), tomorrow my plans include getting my hair streaked and Sunday, I want to play with my nephew.

Trifecta

The weekend challenge: Start with these 5 words and turn it in to a story of only 33 words. The 5 word prompt is NOT to be counted in the 33 words.

Title: "Mr. Businessman"

The phone rang at 4am. 

“Good morning.” Her voice was pleasant but unfamiliar. “This is your scheduled wakeup call. The weatherman says today will be sunny and 43º.”

He was slow to respond. “Um, ma’am? Where am I?”

  

Good night, Sweet Davy

Sure, "Daydream Believer" is a better song and Davy Jones did a better job on those vocals. But when I was a little girl, I got all swoony hearing him sing about "the warm September wind, Babe."

Hearing of his passing mad me sad. I was never desperately in love with him, but he was one of the heart throbs that adorned my locker and wall and I spent so much time reading his stats (on this very album cover) that, to this day, whenever I'm asked my height, I always think, "5'2, just like Davy Jones."

THURSDAY THIRTEEN #161

OUR THIRTEEN WORST PRESIDENTS

Here it is, the top of the bottom. The Siena Research Institute has been polling presidential scholars since 1982. Much is made of those who ranks highest (it's always the usual suspects -- Lincoln, Washington and FDR -- in the top slots), but who brings up the rear?

In 2010, these 13 men ranked the lowest in everything from "intelligence" to "luck."

30) Rutherford B. Hayes
31) Jimmy Carter
32) Zachary Taylor
33) Benjamin Harrison
34) William Henry Harrison
35) Herbert Hoover
36) John Tyler
37) Millard Filmore
38) George W. Bush
39) Franklin Pierce
40) Warren G. Harding
41) James Buchanan
42) Andrew Johnson (pictured)



I admit I know very little about 11 of these 13. I lived through the Carter and GW Bush years but could probably learn more about the inner workings of their Administrations. But I wonder if it matters? Is history always important? Is there as much to learn from failure as success?

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And the crowd goes wild!

For the second month in a row, I have reached my goal of 13 workouts/month (with a workout defined as 25 minutes of cardio and 10 minutes of either floor exercises or weight machines).

And remember, February is a short month. That makes my accomplishment even more awesome! Thank you very much.

Of course, I'm still a big fat moo-cow. Maybe that's why that girl (middle left) is sticking her tongue out at me. But I'm making progress. Fitness is becoming a part of my life.

WWW.WEDNESDAY

To play along, just answer the following three (3) questions…

1) What are you currently reading?
2) What did you recently finish reading?
3) What do you think you’ll read next?


What are you currently reading? LA Mental by Neil McMahon. It's a thriller about Dr. Tom Crandall, the oldest son of one of Los Angeles' oldest and wealthiest families. His siblings are all coming undone at the same time. Wild child Nick's drug habit has landed him in the hospital, dull Paul is suddenly cheating on his wife with a sophisticated lady film producer, and his only sister, engaged Erica, decided to have one last fling before the wedding and unfortunately someone found out and is blackmailing her. These family catastrophes can't possibly be related ... can they? Of course they can! Otherwise we wouldn't have a thriller! It's one of those books that's fun while it lasts, but I suspect I won't remember a thing about it when it's done.

What did you recently finish reading? Star, Peter Biskind's biography of Warren Beatty. The end of the book is sadder than I expected. He went from being one of Hollywood's power players throughout the 60s, 70s, 80s and even the early 90s. But now he's old and irrelevant. He is, by all accounts, finally happily settled down with one woman and a passel of kids. Yet you're left to wonder -- did he "retire" from film to be a good dad, or is it just a convenient excuse to get around admitting that he's no longer young, handsome and in demand?

What do you think you’ll read next? I don't know for sure, but I think I'll pick up Mona Lisa in Camelot: How Jacqueline Kennedy and Da Vinci's Masterpiece Charmed and Captivated a Nation.

 

I Want Wednesday

I want my problems to be less complicated and weird. I get the feeling  that when I try to explain to my best friend why I'm upset over stuff like this and this, his eyes roll back in his head and he wishes he hadn't signed up for such hazardous duty.

Trifecta "Check-In"

I'm answering these questions in response to the Trifecta Friday Check-In, where the authors who participate in this challenge provide verbal snapshots of themselves. 

1. What is your name (real or otherwise)? The Gal Herself
2. Describe your writing style in three words. Conversational, honest, journalistic
3. How long have you been writing online? Since May 2006
4. Which, if any, other writing challenges do you participate in? I participate in Nanowrimo, though I have yet to finish
5. Describe one way in which you could improve your writing. I need to keep at it -- both in beginning new pieces and refining/editing the ones I've done
6. What is the best writing advice you’ve ever been given? "Writers write."
   
7. Who is your favorite author?  Robert B. Parker, William Goldman
   
8. How do you make time to write? I am a writer by trade, so I'm always at the keyboard. I do these Trifecta challenges between the raindrops when I'm working. They give me an opportunity to write without having to sell something!
   
9. Give us one word we should consider using as a prompt. Straight
10. Direct us to one blog post of yours that we shouldn't miss reading. No. I won't. Instead I'll refer you to The 30 Days of Honesty posts I did as part of an online challenge in 2010. Considering how quickly I whipped them out, they reflect pretty well on me as both a woman and a writer. 

Trifecta

This week's challenge: Use the third definition in no less than 33 and no more than 333 words.  Have fun. This week's word is wretched.

1: deeply afflicted, dejected, or distressed in body or mind

2: extremely or deplorably bad or distressing

3: being or appearing mean, miserable, or contemptible 

It was only a little after 4:00 PM, but it was already dark as night when Margaret exited through the revolving doors and found herself on windy Michigan Avenue. She reflexively clutched the collar of her full-length mink. This coat attracted many compliments from strangers on the street, as well as the occasional raspberry from silly animal rights activists, but its beauty isn’t why she valued it. Over the years it had proven to be a terrific investment – still toasty warm and she’d only had to have the shoulders altered a bit to keep it fashionable. Also, she learned cabbies were quicker to pick her up when she was swathed in fur.

At the corner cabstand she saw that same homeless man, leaning as always on a railing, rattling spare change in an orange and blue Bears mug. “Your kindness will not be forgotten,” he said to each sap who deposited a coin or two. Even though it was too dark just now for her to see them, Margaret knew from countless previous encounters that his eyes were rheumy and she was certain he couldn’t even see who he was thanking or what they had given him. The “kindness” for which the wretched old man was so grateful could be bottle caps. He annoyed her. If he wouldn’t get his damn eyes fixed and couldn’t get a job, couldn’t he at least find a spot in a publicly funded shelter and stay out of sight until his sad, sickly life ended? The presence of beggars lowered the prestige of the office building she paid very high rent to be in.

Sliding into her cab, she saw a pair of merry shoppers practically sprain themselves, patting themselves on the backs for putting bills into his mug. Yes, so it’s Christmas Eve, so what? Does that mean suddenly tonight he won’t waste their hard-earned money on smokes and booze and drugs? 

 

Santorum's take on Church and State makes ME want to throw up

Over the weekend, Rick Santorum ragged on John Fitzgerald Kennedy and how he handled "The Catholic Question" back in 1960. According to Mr. Santorum, JFK said that people of faith "have no role in the public square. You bet that makes you throw up. What kind of country do we live that says only people of non-faith can come into the public square and make their case. That makes me throw up.”

It's obvious to me that Mr. Santorum never read Kennedy's remarks. I have. They are wise and measured and profound. I will repeat them at the end of this post. And if Santorum is serious in his disagreement with JFK, then I think I'd like Pope Benedict to appear alongside him at the next GOP debate. After all, the Vatican seems to be where Santorum will be getting his guidance, not our Constitution.

I believe in an America where the separation of church and state is absolute, where no Catholic prelate would tell the president (should he be Catholic) how to act, and no Protestant minister would tell his parishioners for whom to vote; where no church or church school is granted any public funds or political preference; and where no man is denied public office merely because his religion differs from the president who might appoint him or the people who might elect him.

I believe in an America that is officially neither Catholic, Protestant nor Jewish; where no public official either requests or accepts instructions on public policy from the Pope, the National Council of Churches or any other ecclesiastical source; where no religious body seeks to impose its will directly or indirectly upon the general populace or the public acts of its officials; and where religious liberty is so indivisible that an act against one church is treated as an act against all.

For while this year it may be a Catholic against whom the finger of suspicion is pointed, in other years it has been, and may someday be again, a Jew — or a Quaker or a Unitarian or a Baptist. It was Virginia’s harassment of Baptist preachers, for example, that helped lead to Jefferson’s statute of religious freedom. Today I may be the victim, but tomorrow it may be you — until the whole fabric of our harmonious society is ripped at a time of great national peril.

John and Robert Kennedy both spoke so beautifully, even when they were talking off the cuff, and used exquisite grammar. Even if I didn't agree with their content (though I almost always did), they were a pleasure to listen to. (She said, ending a sentence with a preposition.)

This Dog Has His Day

Yes, The Artist was a wonderful movie. And yes, Jean DuJardin was a charming and compelling leading man. But for me, the movie (and therefore its Best Picture Oscar) belongs to Uggy. I was so happy to see him included in the celebrations during last night's Oscar telecast.

I heard that, since Uggy is now 10 years old, he may be retiring from long-format film and TV work and will just concentrate on commercials from now on. If that's true, I'm happy see he went out on top.

I LOVE that dog!

Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing: The Scottish Meme

Cheers to all of us thieves!

1. Where are you from and where do you live now? "I am Chicago bred and Chicago born. And when I die, it'll be a Chicagoan gone."

2. Favorite childhood story/book/film? Book: The Little Leftover Witch by Florence Laughlin; Movie: Mary Poppins

3. If you could change gender for a day what would you do? Wow. I have always wondered how it would be to get dressed with an upfront package, but I could get the answer to that in just a short time. Do I really have to be a guy for a full 24 hours?

4. Do you feel you family is complete or would you like more/some children? If by "family" you mean "household," then I feel very complete. At 54, I'm not prepared to care for a baby!

5. What do you do/Where do you work and do you enjoy it? I am an advertising writer. And yes, for the most part, I do enjoy it.

6. Which three words do you think sum you up? Loyal Cub fan

7. If you were a fairy what magical powers would you possess? Remember how Mary Poppins could straighten up the kids' playroom simply by snapping her fingers? I'd like to be able to adopt that approach to housework.

 
8. If you were invisible, where would you go and what would you do? Why? I'd make my way into all those rooms where I wished I was "a fly on the wall." Why? So I could eavesdrop, of course!

 
9. What song can’t you listen to without crying? "Have I Told You Lately that I Love You"

10. Which book changed your life – or at least made you think a lot? Saving Graces by Elizabeth Edwards

 
11. Why do you blog? To create a snapshot of how my life looks at a given moment.

12. What is your top ‘me-time’ tip? First, insist on getting your "me-time!"

13. What can’t you live without? This "me-time" you speak of.

 
14. Which of all your blog posts are you most proud of and why? This one! It's my 4,190th. (No shit.)

 
15. Have you ever met a famous person? Who and where? I kissed Bruce Springsteen. Yes, it was very exciting. I have told this story soooo many times. If you still need details, here you go.

16. When did you last have a full nights sleep? Uninterrupted? About a week ago. I'm not good at sleeping.

17. What would you think is harder: Going to work or staying at home with children? I am not the one to ask.

 
18. What are you doing for Easter? Whatever my mom and kid sister decide I'm doing. I stay out of the planning of these events.

19. What is your favorite drink? Classic Coke.

20. Do you play any sports? Not well.

21. What is your most embarrassing moment? Oh, there are so many. I am such a klutz!

22. How clever are you? I'm pretty clever.

23. Name a new favorite TV show? NCIS

24. Any guilty pleasures? Nancy Grace

25. If you could have chosen your own name, what would it be? Julia, so I could be Julie as a younger person and then evolve into Julia as an older one\

 
26. Who do you most admire in life, and why? My all-time idol is Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis because of her exquisite self-control and indomitable spirit. According to Amazon, there are more than 800 books about her, and yet she remains an enigma. Since I wear my heart on my sleeve and am about as mysterious as a glass of water, I wish I could be more like her.

27. What is your most treasured possession? I am very attached to the snow globe I got from my best friend

28. Tell your favorite funny joke… A grandmother is watching her grandson playing on the beach. A huge wave comes and takes him out to sea. She pleads, "Please, God, save my only grandson. I will live a blameless life if only you return him to me. I beg of you, bring him back." And a big wave washes the boy back onto the beach, good as new. She looks up to Heaven and says, "He had a hat."

29. What is your biggest fear in life? Being dependent and unable to care for myself

30. What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? What does it remind you of? Mint chocolate chip. Um ... it doesn't really remind me of anything. Sorry.

The time approaches!

My annual spa getaway (like the professional baseball season) is little over a month away. I am returning to Colonial Williamsburg and this past week I booked my spa services.

Day 1 -- Advanced Alpha Hydroxy Facial to "soothe, replenish, and firm dehydrated or sensitive skin." Then a Longevity Pedicure, which is supposed to last and last.

Day 2 -- My "historically-inspired" spa day. As the website says: "Colonial Herbal Spa Experience. This wonderful spa experience begins with a warm and soothing aromatic foot bath inspired by a historic herbal recipe from Toilet de Flora. Next, our delightful orange and ginger body scrub softens the skin and invigorates the senses. Historically, orange and ginger were imported and used in the apothecary for a variety of remedies. This recipe of yesterday has been carefully re-created in a modern way. A warm wrap follows the scrub to encourage increased circulation and ease muscle tension. This memorably luxurious experience finishes with a Williamsburg Massage using 18th-century-inspired oil."

Day 3 -- A 90-minute hot stone massage.

I've booked each of these sessions for about 3:00 so I can get plenty of sight seeing and shopping in before my daily pampering.

If you're jealous of me, I understand.

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: Da Ya Think I'm Sexy

1. When do you feel that you are at your sexiest? In my mid 30s. I was proud of my body and I was in love with a good man.

2. What's your favorite magazine? Why? I read alot and I still subscribe to a lot of magazines, but I'm always happiest when Allure arrives. It covers health and beauty and lotions and potions and I'm fascinated by this stuff. But Allure writes about it from a consumer standpoint, with the emphasis on what works and what doesn't, so we can separate the hype from the reality.

3. What’s something you do more quickly than most people? Write. Both composition and typing come easily to me.

4. When do you first remember using a computer? I remember what it looked like, but not my very first experience.

5. Who is the craziest person in your family? My older sister. Her grasp of reality is tenuous at best.

6. What one thing are you craving today? Tee hee. What I always crave on weekend mornings. Alas, I'm not in a relationship.

7. What is your favorite thing to spend money on? PURSES!

8. What’s the part of your morning you least look forward to every day? Fighting with my cat, Reynaldo. He seems to feel that it's up to him when I get up and when he gets fed, and I disagree. I am, after all, the one with opposing thumbs so I always win. But he puts up a good fight. For example, this morning he successfully gained my attention by knocking a brand-new box of cereal off the top of the refrigerator and into his water bowl. This soaked the box, ruined the cereal, and made quite a mess. GOOD MORNING!

9. What are some rules you have for yourself that don’t really make much sense? I can be a very messy housekeeper, but my TOWELS ALWAYS MATCH. I get very upset if they don't. I know it doesn't really matter and I don't know why it's so important to me, but it is.

Friends Update

No, not Ross and Rachel and Phoebe. MY friends. I have received eagerly-awaited news on these three, and I'm happy to report their futures are so bright, I've got to wear shades!

My best friend managed to tie himself in knots over his annual performance review, certain that his bosses were underwhelmed by his efforts. I'm happy to report that instead he got high marks. My favorite comment was that he is "nimble," a reflection on his ability to jump from client to client, project to project. This is not something he thought he would be able to do, and now he's doing it well.


My oldest friend had a job interview yesterday for a position at a doctors' office. She thinks it went well, and even if she doesn't get the job, she's expanded her thinking. She moved to Los Angeles for a job in a massive, world-famous hospital, but it didn't go well. I asked why she hasn't been pursuing work for a private practice, which is what she did so well here, and her reply was that the doctors don't tend to post on positions online. In a nice turn of events, she's taking my advice and cold calling doctors' offices and working with a recruiter (it was a recruiter that got her this interview). She's more likely to get a job that suits her this way. She needs some good news, and I'm glad she's moving in this direction.


My friend in Key West is getting nibbles at his resume, too. He really wants a specific position in Portland, and he found out he's still in the running. This is good news because he hates his underpaying job down there in Key West, and with the economy as it is, he knows he has to relocate is he wants to continue teaching at the college level. What has caused me worry is his lover. For he is the one who wanted so desperately to move to Key West in the first place, and he has consistently grown in his career down there -- transitioning from waiter to bartender to restaurant management. I was afraid that my friend and his lover were going to experience tension in their home life as they decided whether or not to move. I'm happy to report that they are on the same page about this next chapter in their lives! His partner is only concerned that the move be worth it financially, since relocating can be very expensive. (I wish my oldest friend had been as wise about her own move.) The important thing to me, though, is that they are are strong and supportive as a couple. I'm glad that, after 20+ years, they are still in love and committed to one another. My friend deserves nothing less!

Me and my temper

I get angry easily, and it's not a good thing. I can be sharp tongued and hot headed and I hurt people, including myself. I am not proud of this, and I battle it.

Which is why I surprised by how last night's therapy session went. I told my doctor how angry I still am about what happened with Kathy, expecting her to help me work through it, dismiss it. Instead, she said, "Of course you're angry. That sounds awful!"

Along with the anger comes a big dollop of hurt. This time, my anger is a healthy reaction to someone exploiting my vulnerability. It means I have the impulse to protect myself, that I know I don't deserve such treatment.

Who knew?

A whole month!

As February draws to a close I'm finally beginning to trust what's happening: my least favorite coworker, The Chocolate-Covered Spider, is changing toward me.

Instead of going over my every written word with a fine-tooth comb, looking for (and delighting in finding) errors, she just glances and makes helpful (!) suggestions (as opposed to dictates). She has come by my office to tell me that one of her daughter's dolls reminded her of me, and she showed me the photo she took on her cell to prove it. She told me about her vacation and apologized for not bringing back souvenirs (I always bring back trinkets for the team, but I don't expect anyone else to).

It's pleasant, and sure beats the hell out of dreading every encounter with her.

I'm a little embarrassed, though, for her about-face happened right after her half-day (literally, she was behind closed doors with her boss for close to three hours) performance evaluation. Since her behavior has only changed toward me, it's obvious that her boss busted her for her responsibility for the friction between us. It's almost mortifying to imagine him saying, "Now you make nice with The Gal."

Tom, who works with both of us, says that this is an example of how the review system is supposed to work: an employee receives input, recognizes the validity of it, and improves. He says this is a good thing. I wish I could trust it.

Thursday Thirteen #160

THIRTEEN OSCAR WINNING SONGS

 As we wait to see which song will be honored as Best Song of 2011, here are 13 songs that have not only won the Oscar but have stood the test of time. I guarantee that at least one of these will work it's way into your brain ...

1) Just the Way You Look Tonight. "Lovely, never ever change. Keep that breathless charm. Won't you please arrange it because I love you ... just the way you look tonight." Swing Time. 1936.


2) Over the Rainbow. "If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh why can't I?" The Wizard of Oz. 1939


3) When You Wish Upon a Star. "When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are. Anything your heart desires will come to you." Pinocchio. 1940


4) White Christmas. "May your days be happy and bright, and may all your Christmases be bright." Holiday Inn. 1942.


5) All the Way. "When somebody loves you it's no good unless she loves you all the way ..." Joker's Wild. 1957.

6) Moon River. "Moon River, wider than a mile, I'll be crossing you in style someday." Breakfast at Tiffany's. 1961.


7) Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head. "So I just did me some talking to the sun and I said I didn't like the way he got things done. Sleepin' on the job ..." Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. 1969.


8) The Theme from Shaft. "Who's the black private dick that's a sex machine with all the chicks?" Shaft. 1971.

9) The Way We Were. "So it's the laughter we will remember, whenever we remember the way we were." The Way We Were. 1973.


10) Evergeen. "You and I will make each night a first, every day a beginning ..." A Star Is Born. 1976


11) I Just Called to Say I Love You. "I just called to say how much I care. I just called to say I love you, and I mean it from the bottom of my heart." The Woman in Red. 1984.


12) Can You Feel the Love Tonight? "It's enough to make kings and vagabonds believe the very best." The Lion King. 1994.

13) Lose Yourself. "You better lose yourself in the music, the moment, you own it, you better never let it go." 8 Mile. 2002.

For more information about the Thursday Thirteen,

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WWW Wednesday

To play along, just answer the following three (3) questions…

1) What are you currently reading?
2) What did you recently finish reading?
3) What do you think you’ll read next?

1)  Star, by Peter Biskind. It's a fascinating, compulsively readable biography of Warren Beatty. There's a lot about moviemaking, even more about women. As I wind toward the end, I wonder if his career really deserves such an exhaustive study.  He's only made 22 movies (compared to about 40 for his contemporary and chief competitor, Robert Redford), and really only about 6 were important. Though granted, Bonnie and Clyde is one of the great, influential American films. Instead I think Biskind named the book Star for a reason, for it's about how Beatty leveraged power and persona that played a bigger part in his career than his actual work.

2) MWF Seeking Same by Rachel Bertsche. I didn't finish this book, but alas, I am done with it. This began as a magazine article and, in my humble opinion, that's how it should have stayed. The premise is charming. A newly wed moves to Chicago and wants to find a new BFF. The author claims this is hard to do once you're out of the dorm. But expanding the story to book length doesn't enhance it. There's a sameness to her "friend dates." Plus, as the book wore on, I realized I didn't really like Rachel that much. So I ditched it and moved on.


3) LA Mental by Neil McMahon. A psychological thriller set in Los Angeles. According to the foreword, James Patterson loved it, so I know what to expect -- a literary candy bar that's plenty of fun while it lasts. All the studio politics, the on-set clashes and the sexual sturm und drang of Beatty makes me long for some mindless literary empty calories.

I Want Wednesday

I want to go back. Like a lot of people, I have been listening to Whitney Houston again for the first time in years. Literally. I bought and enjoyed her last CD, but it's not like she's forever in my headphones, the way her sister divas Barbra Streisand and Diana Ross are.

As I listen to "Didn't We Almost Have It All?" and "Saving All My Love for You," I am touched not so much by how fabulous Whitney's voice was (though it was), but how energetic and hopeful I was when these songs were popular. I don't so much long for Whitney -- after all, these songs are forever -- as I do my youth, which, alas, is gone forever.