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No parade for Iraq vets? But a ticker-tape parade for a bunch of over-muscled, pampered, over-paid  prima donnas (primo uomos?) in tight pants who get paid millions for fighting over a leather ball while wallowing in the mud, and butting their heads together while thousands of people in over-priced seats yell their lungs out?

The football parade would bug me under any circumstances, but when a parade for the military veterans was refused as "premature" by the Powers that Be---it really, really, really makes me want to scream.

Sports figures are not heroes. They're just men, a lot bigger, a lot richer, with bigger muscles and bigger egos than normal men. If some football player threw himself in front of a rampaging herd of elephants to save a puppy in the middle of a game, he'd be a hero. But it's not heroic in any sense of the word to go out and play a silly game in exchange for buckets of money and undeserved adulation. Of course there are, and have been, sports figures who have heroic natures,  men who could and would perform truly heroic deeds. But not while playing the game for which they are handsomely paid. Not for making millions of dollars for those with a financial stake in the outcome. (Or do we need to pass a cup for whoever owns whatever team lost? I don't even know--or care--who played.)

Not that anybody cares, but just for the record, I follow college basketball. You couldn't pay me to watch any pro sports event.

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It's a perfectly good word if it's not misused, which it all too often is.
Starts with T.
Four letters.
It has led to all kinds of mischief and unhappiness from bullying to genocide.

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Just received this sale update from my ebook publisher, Untreed Reads (and if you don't check their store regularly you'll miss out. They're ALWAYS having great sales.  None of my ebooks are on the holiday list, but lots of other really terrific reads are. Looking at that list of Thanksgiving titles I think they all sound fascinating. I love good book titles.
I mean, "Biscuits, Carats, and Gravy" .... "Death by Jello"? ...

These are ONLY good at The Untreed Reads Store. Main event sales
are all month, weekly event sales are only for the dates indicated.
We've even got a Black Friday sale!
Here's the monthly lineup:
30% Off All Thanksgiving Titles (http://bit.ly/tFb2V2)
The Killer Wore Cranberry edited by J. Alan Hartman
How to Sweeten a Mother-in-Law by Stephanie Beck
Who Snuffed the Turkey? by Lance Zarimba
Turkey Cull by Laird Long
Biscuits, Carats, and Gravy by Barb Goffman
A Mobster's Guide to Cranberry Sauce by Beth Mathison
Ambrosia by Jack Bates
Death by Jello by S. Furlong-Bolliger
Last Licks by Kathleen Gerard
Murder With All the Trimmings by Leslie A. Diehl
Pumpkin Lie by Lorraine Sears
The Secret Ingredient by Bryl R. Tyne
The Thanksgiving Cookoff War by Earl Staggs
Celebrating Veteran's Day
30% off The O'Quinn Fights: Basement Brawl by Robert Evans
30% off The O'Quinn Fights: Foul Fight With a Pit Viper by Robert Evans
30% off A Daughter's Love by Lorraine Sears
National American Education Week (November 13-19)
30% off Mastering the Thesis Statement by Steve Sharp
30% off Shakespeare by Another Name by Mark Anderson
National Game and Puzzle Week (November 20-26)
30% off all Mystery novels, novellas and short stories
Black Friday (November 25th)
Buy any short story, get any other short story at 50% off. Both titles must be added to the cart to get the special.
Buy any novella, get any other novella at 50% off. Both titles must be added to the cart to get the special.
Buy any novel/anthology/collection, get any other novel at 50% off. Both titles must be added to the cart to get the special.
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No, it's not the one you'd get your mouth washed out for using (back in the old days, anyway). But it does have four letters and it starts with "t" not "f". It has caused a lot of harm. We'd all be better off if it were excised from the language.

Do you know what it is?


Ruth

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I posted a little about this earlier, but here's the entire skinny, since the three books are now available.

Long ago when I was young, I started a young adult mystery series for young teens for Sasha Alyson and his Alyson Publications. It was the fulfillment of a dream he’d had for a long time. When he asked me to do it, I protested that I didn’t write mysteries and didn’t even read them. He wanted me to do it anyway because he liked the way I write. And since he already had created the cast of characters and had the storylines for the first two books and the money was good (and needed!) I wasn’t stupid enough to say No. All I had to do was put the words down and make the characters come to life. The Pride Pack was set in a purposely vague section of the country, though mid-size-town Midwest was in my mind because that’s where I know best.  The youth center was also from my own background, the building was the conservative church I grew up in, refurbished. Sly, huh?

The first two books were published just before Sasha sold the company. The third and fourth books were written, edited, and covers were being designed when the new owners of Alyson decided to drop the majority of the books Sasha had published and contracted for. Thus came about the untimely end of the Pride Pack.

Or did it?

A year or so ago, Wayne Gunn, a well-known person in the mystery genre, asked me if I’d ever considered republishing them. Truth to tell, I hadn’t. He convinced me, charmer that he is, that it was a good idea because it had been the first mystery series attempt using gay teen protagonists. Before too long, Mark Probst of Cheyenne Publishing offered to publish the series. And today I learned that it’s available now, at least three-fourths of it, in both ebook format  and print! It’s listed on Amazon.com and other venues.
The manuscript for the fourth book has been lost. It was written on a word processor that was laid to rest long ago, and no hard copy can be found. Hopefully someday it will be.

Anyway, I’m not sure where the books are available at this moment, but I know they are on Amazon for the Kindle and also in print, and on All Romance EBooks  -- http://www.allromanceebooks.com/

Here’s the best part. I am going to donate my royalties to the Trevor Project, so the more books that are sold, the more will go to a great cause. What better cause can there be than saving young lives from despair and suicide? Their official website is http://www.thetrevorproject.org/

I hope you’ll enjoy the series. I hope young teens will, even if it will be like reading about their great-grandparents, before texting and Facebook and phones that do everything but cook dinner.

Please pass the word and help the Trevor Project. Maybe post about the Pride Pack. Feel free to use any of the above.

Thanks!

Ruth
 

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I don’t know exactly how I stumbled across this website, but it got my blood to pumping and steam coming out my ears early in the morning. Linda Harvey, a Christian Right pundit who wrote the screed titled it: “Tazpayer-Funded ‘Gay’ Spaces Anything But Safe”

She is ranting because that horrid organization GLSEN, the Gay, Lesbian and Straight Education Network, is receiving a “five-year grant from the CDC to establish ‘safe zones’ in 20 schools nationwide. The group will receive $285,000 a year for five years, with the project to be launched this school year, 2011-2012.”

That’s right. If you’re a US taxpayer, some of YOUR TAX DOLLARS are going to help make a handful of schools safer for LGBT kids. O, the shame of it! O the humanity! Good grief, if this actually catches on and  would be spread to other schools, GAY KIDS MIGHT NOT BE BULLIED TO DEATH! Can’t have that!

I had to read it twice to be sure what I was reading.  I believe this same dipwad was quoted at some point as saying that “LGBT people don’t really exist.” Well, I suppose, then it makes sense that non-existent people don’t need safe places in schools. Right?
http://www.missionamerica.com/ So if you’re interested in seeing what other unholy gems abound on the site, here’s the URL.  Keep a barf bag handy.

What is WRONG with these people? They claim to worship someone who was the epitome of kindness, tolerance (that’s a dirty word in their lexicon), compassion, love … I mean, what do they think Jesus would say about it? They walk around with pins and bracelets with the letters WWJD (What Would Jesus Do?) emblazoned on them, but I doubt they really want to know. If they knew, they might have to do more than give lip service once a week to what he really taught.

I grew up in that kind of religion, spent the first half of my life in it. When I was young, there wasn’t anti-gay rhetoric from the pulpits because in the 1950’s (at least in the Midwest) homosexuality was ignored or at least never talked about. Instead, I heard anti-Catholic sermons. I bet you didn’t know that the Knights of Columbus were a Catholic group who were pledged to murder non-Catholics even if they were friends or relatives, if the Pope ordered it. I heard those sermons with my own little shell-pink ears.  Not too long after I heard one of those sermons (heard a LOT of them during the 1960 Presidential election) the US elected our first Roman Catholic president. And we survived to tell about it.

I don’t understand bigotry and intolerance at all. I didn’t understand it when I was a kid, though since it was coming from the pulpit I thought I should feel that way, too. It’s what made me leave the church and I have no desire to go back. The older I get the more incomprehensible it is, especially when it’s spouted in the name of the one they themselves call the Prince of Peace. I think if he saw the hatred vomited forth in his name, he would be like the last line in a poem I read long ago “And Jesus crouched against a wall and cried for Calvary.”
Calvary.”

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Hello all. I'm still alive and though I still can't see straight or read well, it looks like the outcome will ultimately be ok.

But that's not the reason for the post. If you read Erastes' latest post, you'll know about some very happy news. Cheyenne Publishing is bringing back The Pride Pack, a short-lived YA series of gay mysteries which I wrote for Sasha Alyson of  Alyson Publications many years ago. The pen name for the series was R. J. Hamilton--and I don't even remember where that came from.

Cheyenne Publishing is very generously paying for new artwork as well as publishing expenses. My royalties from the reissue of The Pride Pack will go directly to The Trevor Project, a worthy cause if there ever was one. The stories are geared to a younger audience than Josh Aterovis' Killian Kendall mysteries, but anyone could read them and enjoy them. They're set in the ancient times of the 1990's--no not one of the teen heroes has a Smart Phone or has ever sent a text message!!

Also, in case anyone remembers his name and is interested, Sasha Alyson is alive and well and living in Laos, where he publishes early reader books for children in their own language. Some of the children there have never had access to books before, and the few books they might have seen weren't nearly as much fun to read. The publishing company is called Big Brother Mouse. Google it. It's very interesting and shows a man dedicated to doing something that matters, for children in another culture. It will make you smile.

Sometimes we get so overwhelmed by the nastiness and rudeness, violence and stupidity surrounding us that we forget there are some really good people in the world!

Hope everyone is well.

I hope to post again soon.

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I discovered this and had a good laugh.  Who says trees don't get around! Maybe it's Treebeard sighting a hobbit. Was Treebeard a pervy hobbit-fancier? This tree even has a belly-button as well as.... well.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=105x5038594



Oh, dang. I made the mistake of following the comment thread with that picture and somebody posted this link. It's even... say no more.
www.fotocommunity.de/pc/pc/pcat/19664/display/611657

You'll look at them. You know you want to.  *snicker*

The comments are predictable but funny.



Ruth Sims
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Novels:
Counterpoint: Dylan's Story (Dreamspinner 2010)
The Phoenix (Lethe Press 2009)

Short stories from Untreed Reads
The Legend of the Mountain Ash (2011)
The Lawyer, the Ghost, and the Cursed Chair (2010)
Burma Girl (2010)
Mr. Newby's Revenge (2010)
Song on the Sand (2010)
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I watch the Food Network more than anything else because I love to cook. (I'd damn well better. We just bought a huge French door bottom freezer refrigerator, a 5-burner gas cooktop, and a freakin' Cadillac of an oven.  I'm not bragging or rich. I've just cooked on old, old, old things for 40 years and everything just wore out!) Anyway, I kept hearing the term "sous chef."  I idly wondered what it was but was too lazy to look it up. Today I finally did and found an old post from 2008 that was really interesting, humorous, sharp, and informative. If you want to know about sous chefs or just read a more interesting post that I ever write, look it up. The link is:
http://eggbeater.typepad.com/shuna/2008/05/what-is-a-sous.html

I hope the author of it won't mind if I nick a few quotes from it:

"The sous chef is the seer of all things, taster of all mis en place, receptacle of all blame, babysitter, mother and father of all cooks, translator of all languages, orderer of all goods, trainer of all below and herder of all above in rank. The sous chef is therapist, dominatrix, Priest, coach, coxswain and Captain."

"If you can't see beyond the space between your own eyebrows, you're not a sous chef. ... A sous chef has eyes in the back of his head. She gets to the kitchen before anyone else and leaves last. He has lists upon lists and he's translated them all into Spanish too. A sous chef is the chef whether her chef backs her or not. Too scared to stand up to your chef? You're still a line cook."

The final quote should apply to all of us no matter what kind of work we're doing or what kind of life we're living:

"Consider yourself a vehicle for one very hard life lesson. You may have to crash into the same wall over and over to learn it, but it's there for each of us to learn, if we choose to."

Hey -- did I actually just write a genuine blog? Well.. close, maybe.
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I watch the Food Network more than anything else because I love to cook. (I'd damn well better. We just bought a huge French door bottom freezer refrigerator, a 5-burner gas cooktop, and a freakin' Cadillac of an oven.  I'm not bragging or rich. I've just cooked on old, old, old things for 40 years and everything just wore out!) Anyway, I kept hearing the term "sous chef."  I idly wondered what it was but was too lazy to look it up. Today I finally did and found an old post from 2008 that was really interesting, humorous, sharp, and informative. If you want to know about sous chefs or just read a more interesting post that I ever write, look it up. The link is:
http://eggbeater.typepad.com/shuna/2008/05/what-is-a-sous.html

I hope the author of it won't mind if I nick a few quotes from it:

"The sous chef is the seer of all things, taster of all mis en place, receptacle of all blame, babysitter, mother and father of all cooks, translator of all languages, orderer of all goods, trainer of all below and herder of all above in rank. The sous chef is therapist, dominatrix, Priest, coach, coxswain and Captain."

"If you can't see beyond the space between your own eyebrows, you're not a sous chef. ... A sous chef has eyes in the back of his head. She gets to the kitchen before anyone else and leaves last. He has lists upon lists and he's translated them all into Spanish too. A sous chef is the chef whether her chef backs her or not. Too scared to stand up to your chef? You're still a line cook."

The final quote should apply to all of us no matter what kind of work we're doing or what kind of life we're living:

"Consider yourself a vehicle for one very hard life lesson. You may have to crash into the same wall over and over to learn it, but it's there for each of us to learn, if we choose to."

Hey -- did I actually just write a genuine blog? Well.. close, maybe.

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