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Was “The Wizard of Oz” a Cautionary Tale?

I think about this movie quite a bit (see my entry “Glinda the Good Witch Is a Psycho”).    I’ve wondered for years if maybe the movie was a cautionary tale.  Yes, I know it was based on the series of children’s books by L. Frank Baum, but even so, I think I may be right.


Let’s take a look at Dorothy Gale.  In the books, she was a child, 10 years old.  But in the movie, she was obviously MUCH older.  In real life, Judy Garland was 17. I’m not sure if this is true, but I read somewhere that they made her bind her breasts in an attempt to look younger, but it didn’t work.  Sister had a huge rack.


But that plays right into my cautionary tale as well.


The “Dust Bowl Migration”, as it was called, happened during the 1930’s.  The midwest was mostly farmland at the time. It had been overfarmed to death, and there was a severe drought that came in three waves: 1934, 1936, and 1939, but some places had a straight through drought lasting 8 years.  The topsoil (and any seeds farmed in it) pretty much blew away. It started in 1930 and lasted roughly 9 years, until 1939, affecting parts of Texas, New Mexico, Colorado, Nebraska, Kansas, and Oklahoma. The Great Depression (1929 – 1939) was already in full swing.  So now you had people who couldn’t afford food, and there wasn’t much to be had. Farmers couldn’t even grow enough to feed their own families, and were losing their land, either due to being unable to pay their mortgage, or because there was no point in keeping it when the ground was useless.

Many decided to head West, mainly to California.

I’m sure many of these people had stars in their eyes.  They would become a famous actor or actress, and be rich, and never have to worry again.  The streets would be paved with gold. I have no doubt that many then (as now) were taken advantage of by unscrupulous people, looking to take whatever they had from them, however little it was.  Surely there were some very pretty ladies who got into some very bad situations.


But this is where the warnings of The Wizard of Oz come in.  You’re going to California (Oz) to be a star? It’s a very strange place (Munchkinland).  There will be many strange, downright freakish, people, that may be thoughtless, heartless, and cowardly (The Scarecrow, the Tin Man, and the Lion).
There may be someone who can help you (Glinda the Good Witch), but watch that they don’t turn on you (The Wicked Witch of the West).  Don’t trust the men (The Great and Powerful Oz), they will say anything to gain your trust (pay no attention to the man behind the curtain, and of course I will take you home in my hot air balloon).  At the end of the day, when it’s all said and done, you will realize that THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME.


What do you think?


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R.I.P. Net Neutrality

With net neutrality dead in the water, likely this blog is too.  I am unemployed and cannot afford to pay for internet for things like this.  As it is, I don’t know how I’ll afford to pay for it to look for a job.  It was fun while it lasted.

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First Horror Movies

The first scary movie I ever saw was Poltergeist.  I was maybe 8 or 9, and I probably shouldn’t have watched it.  As a child, I was NOT into scary movies AT ALL.  I watched it because I was spending the night at a friend’s house, and it was on cable.  It scarred me for life (it’s the main reason I hate clowns).  I didn’t watch any horror movies for years afterward.

Fast forward to a few years later at a friends slumber party.  The first horror movie we watched there was one from 1982 called Pieces.  We spent most of the movie laughing at the clothes and hairdos and atrocious acting.  Then we watched a movie that I can never forget.

We watched Sleepaway Camp.

If you have watched this movie, YOU KNOW.  You know and I don’t even have to say anything.  If you haven’t seen this movie, please do so.  It’s got a twist ending that to this day makes people’s eyes pop right out of their head.  You spend most of the movie trying to figure out who the killer is, and when it’s revealed…..let’s just say that M. Night Shyamalan WISHES he could do a twist like this.
Let me say, that was my first time ever seeing a penis (and I am giving away nothing by saying this).  I wasn’t even sure what I was looking at.  I was 11.  I turned to my friend and said, “Is that a guy’s thing?”  And she said, “Yeah.”  I was absolutely HORRIFIED by it.  Not the penis itself, just that it was so hairy.  I mean you could barely see it in all that hair.  It really confused me.  Seriously, in all of my life, I’ve never seen one so damn hairy.

What horror movies scarred you for life?

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Migraines and Halloween

I know, I’m a horrible person, I haven’t been posting.  I’ve been having a lot of migraines, so I’ll blame that.  FOR ALL THAT IS HOLY, DO NOT GIVE ME ADVICE.  I’ve been having migraines for 26 years now.  I have tried every OTC med there is, every prescription there is, every homeopathic remedy.  I’ve tried yoga, visualization, and chiropractic (that last actually gave me more migraines).  I’ve tried hot compresses, cold compresses, and changing my diet.  I have to unfortunately live with them.  They were sporadic most of my life, and lasted anywhere from 4 hours to 4 days.  But in the last year or so, they have lasted 4 days.  Every.  Single.  Time.   The pain is a crippling one, coupled with vision problems, dizziness, nausea, and sensitivity to lights, sounds, and smells.   I’ve been getting them once a month.  I tracked them and they are unrelated to my period, showing up randomly: beginning of the month, end of the month, waking me up from a sound sleep at times, others just hitting me out of nowhere.
I got TWO of them this month, again, 4 days each.  We’re trying to see if it could be related to cheese, of all things, as that is a trigger for some.  So I have to cut out cheese and see if they stop.  This sucks as I fucking LOVE cheese.  But hey, if it will make my head stop hurting, I’ll drop it.

In other exciting life news, I actually got dressed up and went out Saturday night for Halloween.  The little local dive bar I was at was having a costume contest, so I figured why the hell not, right?  I was up against some good costumes, though.  There was a gay couple dressed as Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, a drag queen who had to be 10 feet tall with a great ass, a husband dressed as Abe Lincoln and a wife dressed as Freddie Mercury (they were Lincoln-Mercury), and an NFL referee, to name a few.
And then there was me.
I was Abby from NCIS.
Pigtails, lab coat, NCIS badge, and giant cup of CafPow.


I honestly didn’t even think I’d place.  I hoped someone would take enough pity on my sad little costume and maybe buy me a drink.
Instead I won first place.

$100 CASH, kids.

That’s a LOT of money when you’ve been unemployed as long as I have!

So next week, I plan to go to the mall, and buy a few pairs of pants that actually fit (my size 10’s are so loose I need a belt or I’d be arrested, and my size 8’s are getting a little baggy, too), maybe some new sweats (mine are years old and falling apart), and maybe some yarn from Michael’s.

But damn, never thought I’d win.  Also, all of my “Abby” clothes are from my own damn closet.  #eldergoth


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Hats for the Homeless

I knit beanie hats in my spare time. I usually just put them in the charity boxes we give to Salvation Army every 4 months or so. But on nextdoor. com the other day, someone was giving away some old baseball caps, and wanted to know if someone wanted them. A lady said she’d like them as she does homeless outreach, and it would give them something to help keep their heads warm. Well I had 37 knitted caps, so I messaged her asking if she would like them as well. She just came by and picked them up, and as we were talking, I told her how I make them to basically keep me occupied, so she said if I ever had some and wanted to donate them, she’d be happy to take them, AND that if I needed yarn to make more, she could get it to me through donations! I don’t need yarn as my friend Cameron gave me a ton of it a while back (which is what all of those hats were made from), but that’s good to know.
I’m helping!

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Donald Trump Is a Puerto Rican boy band?

Not exactly.  Stick with me on this one.

If you are my age or older, you may or may not remember the Puerto Rican boy band, Menudo.  Their most famous former member is Ricky Martin (if you don’t know who he is, I can’t help you).  Menudo showed up in the 70’s and lasted I believe into the 90’s, changing their image and name to M.D.O. (they may still be around, I have no idea).  They way they kept their staying power was that once they turned 16, they had to leave.  It was in their contract.  They were replaced by some 12 or 13-year-old.  Out with the old, in with the new.

Now…onto Trump.
He married Ivana when she was 28.  They were together for 15 years, from 1977 – 1991.  They divorced when she was 42.  She is 68 now.
He then moved on to Marla Maples.  That was a hot mess from the beginning.  He married her when she was 30, and they were married for only 6 years, from 1993 – 1999.  She is 53 now.
And finally, Melania.  He married her when she was 35.  They’ve been married for 12 years (so far), they got married in 2005.  She is 47 now.  Anyone else wondering when he’s going to trade her in for a younger model?  He seems to prefer late 20’s to early 30’s, and tossing them in their 40’s (except for hot mess Marla).  Out with the old in with the new.

There are also whispers that Melania married Trump to get her citizenship.  I DO NOT know if this is true, I know very little about her.  She had permanent U.S. residency in 2001, and became a citizen in 2005.  I don’t know if it was before, after, or because of her marriage to Trump.
But if it was…I wonder if she ever looks at the mess her husband has made and thinks, “I should have gone back to Slovenia and worked at Dairy Queen.  It would be better than this clusterfuck.”
I’ve also heard that she is living in their New York penthouse while the Cheeto lives in the White House.  I wonder what she does there, all by herself.  When I was in school, when the rich kids parents went out of town for a weekend, they would throw a party.  Maybe Melania is in the penthouse throwing keggers.  Picture her in that weird blue outfit she wore at the swearing in ceremony doing keg stands.  You’re welcome.

So I’m sure Trump would love to know that I equate him with a Hispanic boy band, since he loves Hispanics so much.



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Rain and More Rain

I know, I’ve been MIA for a bit.  But I have an excuse.  Not a GOOD one, mind you.

I’m blaming the rain.

After something like 10 years of drought here in Northern California, we have been getting hammered.  We have gotten so much rain this season that we are officially out of the drought.  Yet, it keeps falling.  Mother Nature is mad at our whining, I suppose.  I have a few friends who live in the mountains, and one hasn’t really been able to leave his house for something like a week.  At least he can work from home, so he won’t lose his job.
And that right there amuses me.  They tell us there’s pouring rain, there’s flooding, there’s 50 mph winds, don’t leave your house if you don’t have to…..but if you want to keep your crap job ringing up groceries or whatever, you need to get to work.  We had flooding over in Niles Canyon last night, and the friggin’ CHP was saying not to go out if you could help it.  All I could think was, “Somewhere, there is a boss nice and warm in his house threatening to fire his employees if they don’t show up for work.”

But along with the gray and cloudy crappy weather, I have a gray and cloudy disposition.  I have Seasonal Affective Disorder.  The one thing I found out that helped it years ago was to go into a tanning bed for 5 minutes once a week.  However, there is only one tanning salon in town, and it’s the one I was fired from.  Not to worry, he tried to decline my unemployment, and we went to court over it.  Yeah, I won that case.  But I doubt I’d be welcomed back to the shop with open arms!

As far as flooding goes, although we only live about 100 yards from a creek, it’s REALLY deep.  I’d say the creek bed is a good 50 feet down, and is about 10 feet full.  Plus it flows out to the Bay, so we’re good.  But running to a sandwich shop nearby yesterday, we checked out the creek, as there’s a bridge going over it.  I have never seen that much water in there.  Every summer, there is a creek cleanup, as there is never any water in there.  I don’t know if they’ll be able to do it this year!

So my absence isn’t my fault.  It’s the weather.  Nature is a mother.