Do you laugh when people fall down?


I had an unfortunate incident today. I was walking my dog and had to pass a large group of people gathered outside a funeral home on Park ave.(in Bklyn).They didn’t seem all that put out that someone they knew was being laid to rest.In fact they seemed downright jolly;joking and laughing,someone’s recent death a chance to socialize…Anyway, I know that folks tend to be scared of my dog so I tried to be extra respectful and gave them a wide berth.I figured I’d act right even if they weren’t.We were crossing against the light and I began to run and Bozzio did what he usually does if I run when he’s on the leash: starting leaping and biting at the leash.It’s kind of a game we both like but this time he tripped me and I fell and landed on my palms and
skidded a bit on them for good measure.
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Errol Morris

Errol Morris has his own website.
When I have more time I’m going to check it out a bit more extensively.

You may have seen his excellent Fast,Cheap and Out of Control, Mr.Death or my favorite movie that’s based on real events set in Texas(my home town,woo!) A Thin Blue Line.I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen this film. A lot,though. Rent it if you can find it. Probably NetFlix has it.Check out this page with all the movie covers for more info.

$10 or $20 dollar shopping therapy.

I don’t know about you but I kind of get the blues when the weather begins to get warm.I’m a wacko but there’s real reason behind it.
When the weather is warm you can’t wear a coat.When you can’t just throw a coat on over your clothes everyone outside can see what you’re wearing.If everyone can see what you’re wearing maybe you should make an effort.If you have to make an effort you’ve got to spend money to do so.If you have to spend money don’t you have to have money.See? The blues.
Therein lies the dilemma.

In an earlier post I described at length my desire to begin dressing more feminine and wear less black this spring/summer season. So far I have done alright as it is still slightly cool and I’ve been able to lean on the coat crutch. But my days are numbered and my trips to Forever 21 have sent me home with the usual one black item to keep and one color item to return. Despite my attempts to break away from black it seems I veer back to the black rut of comfort,time and again. My closet looks funereal.
I may have to just accept this about myself.It’s that or an endless loop of shop &return, shop&return.
I have been known to spend a woozy 4 hours in Macy’s,trolling the sale racks and getting some super deals: a pair of pants for 11.99.AT-shirt for 9.99. A RL blouse for 20.00 and etc.But that was all luck I seemed to have in the larger 34th street branch;the Brooklyn branch being so much smaller has less to choose from.
When I was richer and I got the blues I’d buy shoes. Typical. Then I became poor because I no longer wished to work for anyone and my retail events were cut down to the Salvation Army. That tended to have an exacerbating effect on depression so I turned to Chinatown for relief. In NYC, our Chinatown is the home of Pearl River which is basically a chinese version of a bazaar where you can pick up a brightly coloured rice paper lantern for 5 bucks and be happy.
If I need a bigger buzz I head to Strand Books and dive into their bargain books section.In Fiction you can do well,there a famous, widely reviewed, multiple printing copy of a novel can be had for about 5 to 7 dollars. Not bad.
Lately,I’ve had to make due with what can be turned up on Myrtle ave here in Brooklyn.I really don’t have any $ at the moment and so going to the city is doubly pointless,for shopping, that is.
We have a store called Home Mart and it isn’t actually that dismal.I’ve been able to cheer myself up with a new cloth shower curtain from France for 6.00. That’s less than those horrible plastic ones from Bed Bath and Beyond…Or some blue and white china mugs by Oenida for 2.99 a pair. Or new feather pillow for 6.00.
You might say I’m making myself poorer with all these little purchases which can add up.But even if you are right I was explaining my method of retail therapy for the poor, not the judicious. I don’t think the judicious need to shop at all.They’re all so smug rolling on top of their pile of money.

Happy Passover !


Passover dinner was fun.I ate matzoh ball soup and brisket.I’m sorry for the lame post but
after 6 hours of non-stop talking,eating and drinking I’m tapped out.
These folks always have lots to drink on hand,anyway and as you know on Passover you’re supposed to drink 4 glasses of wine.I didn’t quite get there myself because I think it’s polite to stop drinking when the desert is served and that happened way before I got to #4 glass o wine…
I was happy that the gathering was smaller than it was the last time we went to Ed&Barbara’s (our hosts) because I just don’t feel that comfortable and easy in a large group.
Barbara’s brisket gets better every time I eat it.
Even though I am Jewish I never went to any of these Jewish holiday celebration dinners before I met my boyfriend since my ma and pa were into a different religion when I was growing up.And my mother’s people are socialist liberal athiests.In fact ma has converted and I’m not supposed to say to what religion so I’m not going to.She lives in Utah so that’s a big hint :).
She called tonight to wish me a Happy Passover and was very pleased with herself for having attended a seder,herself which is probably not that easy to do in Kanab, Utah.
But she works for Best Friends Animal Sanctuary which attracts out of towners to work in that extremely small town(pop. less than 3,000) one of which was a “very Jewish” girl who invited ma to the seder.
My mom is cute when she gets into a new thing.Trained as an anthropologist, she finds people to be very interesting.