Bill Cosby’s betrayal


Anybody in their 60’s remembers Bill Cosby from the very beginning. He used to be very funny. He told entertaining stories about growing up in Philadelphia with “Fat Albert.”

His next memorable show was  “I Spy.” There he was playing a partner to Robert Culp, and he was the coolest spy.

He had a very charming rapport with children. He had a show for awhile where he asked them questions, Art Linkletter style.  Then, there was the Pudding Pop commercials. It made you go out and buy them up.

The final show was the “Bill Cosby Show.”  Back in the 80’s, many families looked forward to watching that show together. Nobody was DVRing back then, and it was a great loss to miss an episode.

Lately, I noticed he wasn’t funny anymore

In the last few years, when I watched his stand up on TV, I noticed he wasn’t funny anymore. It was mostly him preaching. I wondered what happened, but I attributed it to just not relating to the average person any more. He had to be worth millions.

Now, that I’ve found out how he victimized so many women I am flabbergasted. Why would he do that? In reality, he could’ve had all the women he wanted. Why?  So many women coming out against him is hard to ignore. Except Cosby thinks they’re all making it up.

And he’s suing 7 of them? My guess is he’s in complete denial. Somehow, he’s rationalized the whole thing.

Sexually abusing a person, man or woman, is unforgivable.

I feel sorry for his wife and daughters, but he deserves to go to jail. I wonder if his celebrity and money will get him out of it. Is there a jury who will convict him?

What do you think?

Pouring beer for the first time!

At the age of 65, I had my first experience pouring beer. I volunteered for the Festival Latino, in Columbus, Ohio.

I reported to my friendly bartender who informed me that pouring beer was not just a matter of putting the beer cup under the keg, and pulling the handle. She showed me the “head” which is foam. Too much head and the customer will feel shortchanged.

There is an art to slanting the cup, waiting for the beer to get almost to the top, and straightening it out. If there is too much head, you can pour it out, and add more beer. It took me all afternoon to get the hang of it. If the foam takes over, it goes down the drain.

I also got to pour a brand from the can. This was much easier, but I still had to slant the cup.

Another bartender, just as friendly and helpful, replaced the first instructing bartender so she could eat some of the fantastic Mexican food.

I asked both bartenders why they did the job. “Like the variety of people, never gets boring,”was the answer. Both ladies were very cool.

The Latino Festival

The customers were great too. It was the Latino Festival. They were all patient with me and allowed me to take their pictures. They even spoke some Spanish to me at my request. (Not everyone was Latino).

And they were happy to pose for pictures. (Donald Trump was not in attendance, thank goodness.)

After pouring beer all day, I went home and drank a can that’s been sitting in my refrigerator for months. (We’re not big drinkers at my house.) It was very tasty. It came in handy too because the Republican debate was on TV.




This woman at 109 knows the secrets of life

Even though this is 8 minutes long, it is worth watching. It will make you smile. Hint: she sees the glass as more than half full. It seems so simple, but I think we’ve lost that optimism.  In her day, she was an accomplished pianist.

She doesn’t live in the past. She embraces the here and now. That is also very cool. This was made last year. She is now 109 years old.

Tell me your reaction to this interview. What do you think is the secret to a long, happy life?

A BalletMet Production of “The Nutcracker” Doesn’t Disappoint but today it makes me a little sad

Vzevolozhsky's costume sketch for The Nutcracker.

Vzevolozhsky’s costume sketch for The Nutcracker. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s the day after the shootings in Sandy Hook, Connecticut. Yesterday, I watched all the news shows. I can’t watch them today. It’s too disturbing.  These shootings are just beyond comprehension. What could drive a person to shoot 20 children? Who was he? Why did his mother keep guns in her home?

Why do we always end up focusing on the murderer? I’m guessing it’s because the thought of someone human doing these things is so incomprehensible.

Today, I dragged myself out of the house to watch Columbus BalletMet’s version of The Nutcracker. The last time I’d seen a production was twenty-six years ago.

I usher for the Ohio Theater in Columbus, Ohio. It’s one way to help the community and see different events for free. Columbus does have a lot to offer as far as culture goes: the symphony, Broadway on tour, guest artists, lectures  and my favorite, Columbus BalletMet. This dance company does a lot of contemporary dance as well as the classics. The dancers are young, energetic, beautiful, artistic and talented. i never walk away disappointed.

It took me by surprise
I had forgotten that little girls come with their mothers and fathers to these shows. The little girls were dressed up in frilly colorful holiday dresses.  I hardly saw anyone wearing jeans or T-shirts. It was sweet and so nostalgic.

I couldn’t help but think of the children who were murdered yesterday. They were about the ages of many of the little girls who were so thrilled to be seeing this famous ballet for the first time. I couldn’t stop thinking of the  grief -stricken parents who lost their precious children.

BalletMet didn’t disappoint

I  was enchanted with the production. It was beautifully staged, the music charmed me and the costumes were extraordinary. It was a memorable production and cheered me up a little.

But, in the back of my mind, I couldn’t stop remembering all those little girls who will never get to get dressed up and see
The Nutcracker with their parents.

It’s  really time to do something to stop the violence. Don’t you agree?

Here are my 10 top reasons for Attending Writer’s conferences

underword: flash fiction

underword: flash fiction (Photo credit: piglicker)

Today I went to a Writer’s Conference in Columbus, Ohio. It was a high quality conference held at Columbus State University.  The price was very reasonable. You wouldn’t believe it if I told you. How about $15.00 for breakfast and lunch? (Someone was very generous.)

There were high quality speakers: a poet laureate ( J. Patrick Lewis),  a Pulitzer Prize winning poet ( Tracy K Smith)  a Memoir writer ( Mary Anne Benedetto) and a writer and  Fulbright professor ( Professor Christine Buuck)  from The Ohio State University (she taught us a little bit about flash fiction.)

I received helpful handouts, recommendations of  good websites, several chances to write after some brief instruction, and an opportunity to buy books at a reasonable price.

1.  I met other people who share my interest.
2. I heard talented people talk about things they’ve done to further their careers
3. I learned some more about what websites are good for exploring the craft of writing.
4. I got the chance to buy some terrific books at very reasonable prices.
5. I learned about how to market from an expert marketer, John Kremer,  He also shared some great tips about exploring the internet.
6. There’s nothing like getting a poetry lesson from a Pulitzer prize winner, Tracy K. Clark. She also did some moving readings from her Pulitzer Prize book.
7. The writer’s answered questions, and were very thoughtful with their answers.
8.  Everybody is willing to network.
9. Attending these type of activities stimulates your mind, challenges and encourages you

10. The food and coffee were terrific, and it was just plain fun!


10 top reasons I miss having little kids

Wishes fireworks shows in the Magic Kingdom Wa...

Wishes fireworks shows in the Magic Kingdom Walt Disney World Resort (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

1.Cuddling: Every time I had a new baby, I would go upstairs, get in bed, and cuddle them under the covers. When they were a little older, they loved to cuddle with you whenever you wanted. There is absolutely nothing sweeter!

2 .Having a fan club: When I had little kids, they all would fight over who would sit on my lap . I loved surrounding myself with my kids.

3. Dressing them up: I loved to buy little outfits. When I had my kids, I’d wear them out dressing them in different outfits and hats.

4. Seeing things through their eyes: There is nothing like going to a carousel and putting a little kid on it for the first time. The surprise and delight that shows up in their eyes is priceless.  How about the wonder of Christmas lights? Going to Disney World was as much fun for my husband and I as the kids. (I told one of my daughters that Tinkerbell was celebrating her birthday..that’s why the fireworks. She was little and believed me.)

5. Taking them to Disney movies. I would usually end up crying at those movies. Sometimes, I thought I’d appreciate the movies better than the kids in the theater.

6. Reading them picture books at night. I remembered how my own mother did it for me, and  it brought back memories. It was a good way to be close.

7. Going to all those sporting events. It was fun to sit with the other parents. and encourage the kids. (We won’t talk about the overly excitable parents who were just a little too serious about the whole thing.)

8. Watching them in plays and school programs. It’s fun to watch all those kids perform. There’s nothing cuter.

9. Playing with them. It gives you a chance to do all that stuff you really still like to do: play-do, coloring, and playing with dolls. What self-respecting adult is going to do tha t without a kid.)

10. Going to a restaurant, and not having other little kids bother you. When I had little kids, other kids didn’t bother me.
How about you?  What are your precious moments. If you have little kids, treasure every moment. Before you know it, they will be gone.

Would you really want to live forever?

Today I  went to an interesting discussion class. One of the questions asked was:  “If it was possible, would you want to live forever?”

My answer, “yes, of course!” Some of the people thought there’d be too much pain involved with living into eternity. Let’s face it, no matter who you are, you’re going to get your fair share of disappointment and pain. On the other hand, you’re going to experience happiness too.

One of my beliefs is that when you are gone, that’s it. Lights out.  I don’t really believe in souls floating or going to a “better place.” I just think you cease to exist. I don’t remember the world before I was born, so I figure I won’t know about it after I’m gone.

i do like to entertain the possibility that maybe I’m wrong. Now, that would be a pleasant surprise, and I’ll be happy if I’m wrong.

I’m not afraid of dying because I know it’s part of the cycle.

There is a pre-teen book, Tuck Everlasting, which address this very issue. It’s for older kids and is excellent. It shows kids that living forever would get tiresome. Maybe so?

So, my question is this? If you had the chance, would you want to live forever?

Why or why not?