On The Late Show, Stephen Colbert does a recurring skit, now a best-selling book, called Midnight Confessions, in which he “confesses” to his audience with the disclaimer that he isn’t sure these things are really sins but that he does “feel bad about them.” While Stephen and his writers are famously funny, I am not, so my JC’s Confessions will be somewhat more serious reflections, but they will be things that I feel bad about. Stephen’s audience always forgives him at the end of the segment; I’m not expecting that – and these aren’t really sins – but comments are always welcome.
Given that this is the first in what is meant to be a series of posts, I thought it should be a confession that relates to blogging.
So, I confess that, at a time when I have not been a model blogger for months…
In my world AD means Aunt Do or Aunt Doreen who is 97 and in a nursing home with advanced dementia. AD is what I call her when I’m writing to my sister; “going to see AD today.” We balance out our visits.
I really hope AD can die soon. If that sounds awful, you have never visited anyone in a nursing home with advanced dementia. If her younger version could see herself she would not want to go on like this.
I won’t go into details…. you don’t want to read about that on a Saturday morning.
There is an ad on TV that used to blow my mind it was so ignorant! It went on for a couple of years (!) but I see now they have adjusted it. Its the Sandals commercials where a white couple is lounging on the beach and a black man, dressed in a black suit and tie and shoes brings them their drinks on the beach. That poor guy! On a hot beach in a black suit trying to walk through sand with stupid plastic shoes balancing their drinks on a tray. It infuriates me! It disgusts me.
Well, they ‘fixed’ it finally. He’s now wearing cabana pants and T-shirt. How ignorant, arrogant and privileged are we?
The growing gap between rich and poor is getting so wide. When it comes to advertising, luxury is the norm. Luxury cars, luxury vacations…. meanwhile the homeless shelters are over capacity.
oh man, what a bummer. I’m actually in a pretty good mood: thought I’d better add that on.
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “ad/add/AD (Anno Domini).” Use one, use ’em all–bonus points if you fit them all into your post.
I love television. I watch a lot of television and I’m not ashamed of it. Oh yeah, I know all you television-shaming people saying how it’s all stupid, you should only read books……
I know, I know; sitting and reading and having to use your imagination to produce the pictures and motion is good for your brain. Find and dandy, but there are lots of activities that are good for your brain, too. Like jigsaw puzzles while listening to podcasts. or crossword puzzles. or learning a new dance.
It’s true; there is a lot of stupid stuff on TV but nobody’s making you watch it. However, sometimes stupid stuff is just what you want. A safe place to scoff at idiots. But there are also a lot of documentaries, science shows and biographies that I would never think of looking up. I watch a lot of smart stuff!
I have been a movie fan ever since babysitting days. Back in the olden days you could only watch a classic movie at 11:30 p.m., after the news. I watched a lot of old movies waiting for parents to come home. Later in life it was Elwe Yost and Saturday Night at the Movies on TVO. no commercials!!
Now Turner Classic Movies is my default, go-to channel (right after the Weather Channel). These movies are every bit as important as books. I think of the number of people who pulled together to make this production, the fashion, the jargon of the day, so much fit into two hours. There are movies I could watch again and again.
I admit you have to pay big bucks to get good stuff and I do. I want HBO and Hollywood Suite (more movies). Then I had to get a whole other thing to set up Netflix. That thingamajig got me YouTube in my living room. Yesterday I watched 6 or 7 ‘how to make dog coats’ for a sewing project I have.
Once I was staying at a friend of my sisters in Toronto. When I walked in I was struck by a painting on his wall. He had quite a lot of great art work, photos of rock celebrities and two china cabinets of interesting collectible knickknacks but this painting was my favourite.
He passed away from cancer and his family went to his apartment to take what was important to them. But as it turned out no one wanted this painting and I ended up getting it. I was so happy because, besides loving it, it was the perfect colours for my living room.
I was hoping it might be an original and worth something but I found out it was a print. Not only that but the original has much better natural colours in it.
I may have helped bleach it out myself as there is a lamp underneath it. Or it may have been bleached by the sun already: I don’t know. Anyway, I still like it.
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “art.” Talk about something that’s hanging on your wall. Add a picture, if you’d like. If you have no art on your walls, talk about something in a museum. Have fun!
OMG I almost forgot SoCS. My computer was doing funny things this morning and froze so I shut it down and forgot to come back.
I little while ago I did a “what day is it?” oh yeah Saturday. Saturday!
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “sap/sep/sip/sop/sup.” Use one or all of these words or find a word that contains them, but most of all, have fun!
Suppose I didn’t do it this week? I’m well into my day and its actually sunny! yes, sunny! I don’t want to be a sap and miss best part of the day writing. Back in September, maybe when there’s still lots of sun to sop up.
I’ve got to have a sip of ginger tea and sup on something before I move that treadle machine back to the living room where the Christmas tree was.