Okay, so last Sunday we made the trek to CostCo to stock up on essentials. We go about every five weeks to buy chicken and fish and, of course, toilet paper, household products, milk, bread, anything that we can use in the next five weeks. That way we only shop weekly for fresh produce or items we cannot find at CostCo.
And the shopping is always fun because I make the list; I take inventory on what’s in the house, and what may, or may not, last the next five weeks. And I do the driving up and back because, well, I’m a control freak and no one, no one, drives better than I do. And, at CostCo, I push the cart; I fill up the cart.
Carlos finds things we can’t live without — like, say, a five-pound block of Bleu Cheese; and he visits the snack ladies, though not, as Anne Marie wondered, because he likes the ladies, but because he likes free stuff.
While wandering down an aisle I noticed this display of hand-woven baskets and mats made by women in Rwanda, and stopped to look. They were beautiful, all colors and patterns, and as I read a brochure I learned that a portion of the money made from the sale goes back to the women of Rwanda for education and medical treatments and the like. To me, it was a win-win; something pretty and functional and a donation to charity.
I picked up one of the mats that could be used as a trivet to set hot dishes on and saw that it was $15; I asked Carlos if he liked it, and he did, but then he found another he liked and suggested we get both. He also saw a basket he wanted and, well, it was $37, and into the cart it went.
At the checkout line the cashier totaled up the bill and it came out much bigger than we normally spend and Carlos, in that high-pitched shriek that he has, said, “Why so much?”
I explained that the basket and mats were roughly seventy dollars and, nearly fainting, he said that was s too much. But, as I reminded him that he has no trouble spending $45 on a block of cheese that would be gone on three weeks and that these mats and basket would last forever, along with a cold compress on the neck, a few loving pats on the back, and some It’ll be okay murmurings, he seemed to settle and we were on our way.
Thankfully the good folks at CostCo didn’t have to call the paramedics to calm him down. Not again.
Remember when Pope Frankie said he didn’t judge gay people and gay people swooned and said maybe the Catholic Church was changing?
Well, I didn’t. I took a wait-and-see approach and maybe I’m glad I did because last week Frankie held a private mass with Ludovine de la Rochere, the president of France's viciously anti-gay Manif Pour Tous, a group which held many massive and at times violent, rallies during the battle for marriage equality in France. In a statement, de la Rochere said she was invited to participate in a private Mass with the Pope:
"I was placed in the middle of the meeting, but someone picked me before the start of the Mass, wondering if I was the president of the Manif Pour Tous, to put me at the forefront of the faithful along the aisle, just behind the priests."
It should not go unnoticed that during this Mass just thirty people are allowed inside and it clearly means that Pope Frankie wanted to meet Rochere and honor Manif Pour Tous.
I am not a fan of Ricky Martin. I mean, he’s kinda handsome, but sometimes he’s just too much all at once, but that’s just me.
Still, I can’t help but point out that, moment while performing at the Mawazine World Rhythms Festival in Morocco last week, Martin altered the lyrics of a popular love song from "she" to "he," thereby taking a stand for LGBT rights in a country where you can be sent to prison for being gay.
“It’s the way he makes me feel; it’s the only thing that’s real,
It’s the way he understands, He’s my lover, he’s my friend
When I look into his eyes it’s the way I feel inside
Like the man I want to be, He’s all I ever need."
That’s powerful stuff to sing in a country where, under article 489, being gay is a crime punishable by imprisonment. Now, while a gay community in Morocco and arrests are few, just a month ago six men were jailed for being gay.
Nice job Ricky.
If you say you’ve never seen hottie Bobby Holland Hanton, you might have to think again.
He’s been in the movies just six years, first appearing in 2008’s Quantum of Solace, but he’s also been in the Batman series, the Thor series, the Green Lantern film, and the other Bond films. He’s even in the battle scenes in Maleficent.
Not as an actor, or the star, but as a stunt man and stunt double, though, as hot as he looks, both clothed and shirtless, maybe he should be closer to camera.
While a lot of corporations take their enormous profits and give the bigwigs giant raises and dividends, Starbucks is doing something different.
The coffee giant has announced that it will pay for thousands of its workers to take courses through Arizona State University to complete their bachelor's degree via the Starbucks College Achievement plan which will allow 135,000 full- and part-time workers to choose from 40 undergraduate degree programs at ASU and take courses online.
CEO Howard Schultz:
"There's no doubt the inequality within the country has created a situation where many Americans are being left behind. The question I think for all of us is, 'Should we accept that, or should we try to do something about it? … We can't wait for Washington."
Best of all? Workers do not have to commit to remaining with the company after graduation.
Nicely done, Starbucks.
So, the GOP is so afraid of Hillary Clinton running for president that they’ve pulled out the big guns to do battle.
A man in a squirrel suit. Yes, that’s what I said: a man in a squirrel suit. And he apparently goes around saying, and this is high-larious, "Another Clinton In The White House Is Nuts."
This from the Bush-Cheney party? Really? But that’s not the whole joke. The squirrel showed up at one of Hillary Clinton’s book signings for Hard Choices and Hillary confronted the squirrel to hand him a signed copy of her book.
And the squirrel thanked her on Twitter.
Oh you wacky folks at the GOP. Even your squirrel is a Clinton fan!
We finally watched The Normal Heart this week, after having a free HBO weekend from AT&T and I’m so glad we saw it. Such a powerful film of such a horrible time in this country when men were dying and our own government couldn’t be bothered to step up.
All the performances were amazing, though, naturally, Mark Ruffalo, playing the Larry Kramer-inspired character, and Matt Bomer were standouts.
But the part that got to me the most was the speech by Tommy Boatwright — played beautifully by openly gay actor Jim Parsons of The Big Bang Theory — at the funeral of a friend, when he wondered about all those men who died, and what they might have contributed to the world, the plays they might have written, the songs unsung, the art unshared.
Such a gorgeous film of such a horrendous time in our — both the LGBT community and the country— lives.
And just to be clear, as it was stated at the end of the film, AIDS is far from over, as there are 6,000 new cases of HIV diagnosed every single day, and that 36 million people have died since the epidemic began.
Thirty-six million people in thirty-three years. That’s almost three thousand people each day.