Saturday, October 25, 2014

Fascination with Numbers

I was singing along with my new favorite song: "1, 2, 3 drink"
They're everywhere...
NUMBERS
We have Social Security Numbers. My job has given the employees a PERNR which is a PERSONNEL NUMBER. When I go to the deli in the supermarket, I take a number and wait until it is called.

Now only if my lottery number would win!

There are some numbers we don't want to be include with, such as fatalities and diseases. Don't be another number, check out this free event next Tuesday at Cinema Paradiso:
RSVP: http://latinosenaccionflorida.com/contact-us/

That's it for today but if you know of any events around town, loop me in (comment below) and thanks.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Art and Poetry reflects Life

I have to thank Rosalia for inviting me to her reception for her art on display at the Pride Center. Loss, Sex and Life is appropriately titled as she touches on HIV and domestic violence. The latter struck a cord with me as she explained to me how her co-worker was murdered by an ex-boyfriend. I was appalled but reminded of the time that I visited Skagway and saw the monument to Molly; which jogged me back to my co-worker informing me that her former co-worker, who lived down the street from me, was recently murdered by her husband. I had passed a house down the street from me with that yellow police tape.
I wrote a couple poems that day.

Therefore in commemorating Domestic Violence Awareness Month, here is one of those poems:

Not now, Not then

 Some women can't escape
Not now, not then
Domestic bliss turns into dispute
And poor Natalia is dead.

Some women can't escape
Not now, not then
Her heart was won by the wrong suitor
Who pursued Mollie until he shot her dead.

So happy to be married to the man of her dreams
But short lived was the domestic bliss
When he took to the bottle and became Mr Hyde,
Mollie escaped from Alaska to Seattle to hide.

One day I passed and saw the police tape
Then the news told me Natalia, who lived down my street, is dead.
Different in looks, different states
But both Mollie and Natalia are dead

From the ones who should cherish them most.

So many lives shortened, especially wives!

Copyrighted by Suzzette Dawes 

picture taken by Suzzette Dawes of Monument in Skagway, Alaska in 2013.


Sunday, October 5, 2014

Dog Days

I am tired of hearing Happy _______(place in blank the day of the week). In fact it has the opposite effect and makes me quite sad: Why so cliche, passe and most of all meh?
The proposal - let's use alliteration:

Sarcastic Sunday (in honor of writing this blog)
Moody Monday (that's just how most people are on their first day of week)
Terse Tuesday (make it short, we're trying to get through the day)
Wacky Wednesday (that's the best I can do)
Thirsty Thursday (Got the weekend on the mind and researching fun for the weekend warrior)
Freaky Friday (maybe a bit cliche but I am so happy it's Friday and in a good mood that some people who saw me earlier in the week wonders, "who is this other person, is this her twin?")
Saturday (no alliteration needed but if you must insist then "Satisfied Saturday" will be the moniker.

Suggestions? Those are my names for the days of the week. What are yours?