humor, Song parodies, Trump

He’s Breaking Wind… (Patrick Swayze parody)

It’s Monday, and I’m still feeling grief for a few reasons, mainly having to do with people dying. I’m still sad about Dolly, of course, and my friend Angel, and other people who have recently passed. I needed a fart joke to cheer me up, so here’s a long, stinky one, set to Patrick Swayze’s hit song “She’s Like The Wind” from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack. My version comes from the Dirty Depend(s) soundtrack. 🤔

Eeew…

He’s breaking wind… again on TV
And his farts don’t smell… like potpourri
His gaseous emissions
are only outpaced by the runs

Shamelessly pumps his own gas
Sounding like twenty-one guns

They smell his stench when he’s close
Cuz’ when he farts he feels free

Can’t hide their disgust
At his flatus blitzkrieg!
Just a fool to believe
He would change the way he eats
Cuz he’s breaking wind

He looks in the mirror and thinks he sees
The world’s strongest man who reigns supreme
And he’s just fooling himself
That he’s actually great
At anything more
Than chaos and spreading hate

And he’s so full of hot air
It comes out from both ends
Feel so sorry for
Those overworked Depends

He’s a fool to believe
His death will cause the world to grieve
He’s breaking wind

That putrid rush of foul gas
So hard to keep a straight face
His minions can’t hide
He’s polluted their airspace

He’s a fool to believe
That he’s fooling anyone… he’s breaking wind

He’s a fool to believe (He’s fooling anyone)
He’s breaking wind
He’s a fool to believe (He is fooling anyone)
He’s breaking wind

He’s a fool to believe (He’s fooling anyone)
He’s breaking wind
(He’s a fool)

He’s breaking wind
He’s breaking wind
He’s a fool
He’s breaking wind like a fool

He’s breaking wind… Such a fool

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Sigh… kicked out, again… 🙄

The AI image looks like Forge of Empires…

I wish a good Sunday morning to you all. Bill and I have a lunch date planned for later today. We’re going to one of our favorite restaurants. We haven’t been there in awhile, so it should be fun to enjoy a nice meal outside of the house. Lately, I’m finding it harder to justify venturing out into the world. I think maybe the pandemic took away my mojo for exploring on the weekends. That, and I’m getting old, and I don’t enjoy interacting with people as much as I used to when I was younger.

That applies to social media, too. I think, in general, people are getting tired of social media. I’ve noticed a lot of people are leaving it. This doesn’t surprise me. In my 54 years of life, I’ve seen many “fads” come and go. I don’t think social media will ever go away completely, but it’s going to evolve into something beyond what it is now. Also, social media is now infested with bots, “influencers”, and toxic weirdos. It used to be a fun place for catching up with friends. Now, it’s a real shitshow, and I waste too much time on it.

Another thing I waste a lot of time on are online games. I play several of them. They give me something to do while I watch YouTube videos or hang out with Bill. I shouldn’t play games, because they often end up costing money. But I can’t deny that I enjoy them… except for ONE very annoying aspect of online gameplay. I don’t enjoy the expectation to join “guilds”.

What are guilds, you ask? Guilds are “groups”, often of complete strangers, in online games. Players are encouraged to join guilds and work together on community goals that reward everybody. In a perfect world, everyone who joined a guild would cooperate and work together in an efficient, non pressuring manner, and it would actually be fun. Unfortunately, I generally find the guilds to be kind of dysfunctional and irritating.

I recently started playing a game called Big Farm Homestead. I kept seeing it advertised on Facebook and, one day, decided I wanted to try it. I think it was because the ads had horses in them. There are horses in the game, but they aren’t (yet) a big part of playing. So far, I have just had to round up “wild” horses during certain temporary events.

At first, when I started playing Big Farm Homestead, I thought that maybe I wouldn’t like the game. But then I got hooked on it, and after leveling up a few times, I was encouraged to find a guild to join. I went through the list of guilds. Some of them were “open”, meaning I could just sign up. Some were open by request.

I joined an “open” guild. It was one that had a lot of people in it, and a “leader” who was a real taskmaster. She kept sending messages to the guild members, demanding that they continue to craft and produce goods for the tournament, as we were also working on upgrading our individual farms.

The guild leader was quite annoying. Besides pressuring us to craft non-stop, she also ordered us to watch ads, to enhance our production. The ads were usually the same ones for Gossip Harbor, a game that promises that it’s 100 percent “free” to play. 🙄 As ads for games go, the ones for Gossip Harbor are okay… the first or second time you see them. But I was seeing the same ones over and over again.

Ads for other games are annoying because they basically try to force people to play them for thirty seconds or so before they will end. Or the ads get stuck and I have to reboot my iPad, only to not get credit for watching the stupid ad.

Anyway… in spite of my efforts to be a productive guild member, one morning I discovered that I’d been unceremoniously dumped. I promptly joined another guild that had few members and basically no action. It was frustrating, because one aspect of the game is “helping” other members. If other members aren’t active and don’t ask for help, there’s no opportunity to earn valuable loyalty points.

Then, after a short time, I got an invitation to join another guild. Since it looked like it would be more active than the one I was already in, I accepted the offer. At first, it was great. The leader seemed more laid back, and wasn’t as obnoxious about people being “good” team members. He even made me a “co-leader”, which gave me the power to start quests and even accept or boot people (which I never did).

But then, the messaging started… 🙄

The guild leader sent multiple messages to the group every day. The tone of the messages grew in intensity. Soon, the leader was writing in all caps, shaming people for being “lazy”. Then he got threatening, warning everyone that he was going to be removing those who weren’t contributing to his satisfaction. I was actually contributing a lot… I produced stuff and helped other members. I even used some of my “diamonds” to build the guild’s treasury. Diamonds are actually worth something, so that was not a small gesture.

I wasted plenty of my precious time on Earth to “help” in that guild. I played the game often and contributed every day. However, I did not respond to the guild leader’s constant group messages, because he’s a stranger to me, and frankly, I didn’t have anything to say to him. He seemed to be taking the game a lot more seriously than I do.

Yesterday, I saw that he’d kicked out almost half of the people in the guild, claiming that they weren’t “good” team members. This morning, I found out that I, too, was among the discarded. 🙄 I guess all of the things I did, in the end, were simply not enough for him. He was expecting absolute loyalty too, perhaps?

Does he not realize that people have lives? Some folks have jobs, children, chronic illnesses, or other hobbies they need to attend to. Playing an online game is pretty low on most people’s lists of priorities and life goals. But this guy actually demanded that people let him know if they weren’t going to be playing due to life happening. What an inconsiderate asshole!

This “guild obsession” phenomenon has happened to me in other games, too. For instance, I also play Forge of Empires, and guild participation is highly expected in that game. I got kicked out of so many guilds in that game that I finally decided to make my own. After awhile, I was recruited away from my own guild, mainly because it was just me in it, and I was having to spend money to progress in the game.

But then, after I quit my own guild and joined another person’s guild in Forge of Empires, I eventually got kicked out of THAT guild, complete with a nastygram! So I made my own guild again. This time, I’m staying put, even though people still try to recruit me. Some other guy has joined my guild. He’s playing at a much lower level than I am, but I gave him leadership powers, and we just play in peace. I help him out sometimes. He helps me out sometimes. That’s that.

This morning, after I was kicked out of yet another guild, I was about to create my own guild for Big Farm Homestead. But I decided to try one more existing guild, simply because there are certain things you can’t do in the game unless you’re in a guild with other people. I don’t really want to run a guild, because I don’t want to spend that much time on the game. I don’t want to manage other players or bug them to produce or watch ads. I just want to be in a guild, and play in peace. I don’t want to socialize or kiss ass. I just want to play my game, dammit! Stop harassing me!

If I get kicked out of this new guild, I’ll either make my own guild, or I’ll just quit playing… which I probably should do, anyway. Playing online games is a huge time and potential money drain. The guy whose guild I joined is at a lower level than I am, so perhaps I can stick around for awhile… until someone tries to recruit me. 😆

Seriously… it’s just a game. 🙄 It’s supposed to be fun. It IS fun to play the games, which is why I continue to do it. But constantly bugging people to play, threatening to kick them out of the guild, calling people “lazy” isn’t something done in a spirit of fun. It’s just annoying, obnoxious, and kind of unhinged… and enduring that kind of bullshit makes me wonder if it’s time I dyed my hair blue and hung out with cats.

This post may seem silly to some of my readers. On its surface, it IS very silly. However, it’s also kind of a running theme in my own life. I’ve been kicked out of and excluded from a whole lot of groups… 😆 After awhile, that kind of rejection makes me feel like I have nothing of value to offer anyone and I just quit trying. That’s one reason why I’m an “overeducated housewife.” I always seem to be on the outside looking in.

Not everyone rejects me, though. Bill hasn’t… yet. 🤣 And I have dogs who wouldn’t reject me. Poor Charlie got locked out last night, as Bill was grilling steaks. I got up from where I was sitting and noticed him staring at me through the glass. His ears were pricked up, and his eyes were bright. He was just standing there silently, as if to say “You’re about to eat steak, and here I am outside, looking in. This should not be.”

These two don’t mind if I’m in their guild.

I opened the door and Charlie immediately flew into the house like a bat out of Hell. I admire Charlie’s healthy personality. He’s very spunky and scrappy, and once he became a part of our little group, he quickly adopted a congenially entitled attitude. He wasn’t offended that he was forgotten outside. We rectified that situation quickly, so all’s well that end’s well.

Charlie is well assured that he’s in the group, and thus he’s supposed to be allowed to eat pieces of steak. He’s supposed to be allowed on the bed. He’s allowed to be butt scratched. In return, he does his job of being cute, friendly, and lovable. He encourages us to take health promoting walks. And he welcomes Bill home every day with great fanfare. Hell, Charlie probably thinks he deserves a promotion!

Meanwhile, Noyzi spends stints with me, hanging out when I blog, watch TV, or nap. He spends as much or more time in his room. He’s not as self-confident or assured that he’s in the group. Actually, I feel like Noyzi is more of a loner. I kind of identify with that. He doesn’t impose himself on anyone. I try not to impose on people, but it seems like I constantly fail. I don’t live up to expectations… and invariably, people kick me out of their guilds… groups… family circles, both online and off.

SIGH… and then they wonder why I don’t want to go home to see them…

Anyway, I hope you have a good Sunday. I’ve got to log off and get ready for my Sunday lunch date!

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And now for a few thoughts about STELLA Parton… ♥️

I ripped off the photo from Stella’s Facebook page. I like the defiant look in her eyes.

Welcome to my Saturday morning blog post, y’all. I wrote yesterday that I was going to move on from writing about Dolly Parton. The truth is, I’m sure Dolly’s name will come up later in my blogging pursuits. I’ve just decided to move on from writing about her today. Instead, I want to offer some thoughts about her younger sister, Stella.

I thought I’d written about Stella before. I see that I only gave her a mention on this post, back in 2023… And I also mentioned her a couple of days ago on this post… Today, I’m going to give her more “airtime”, because I think she merits it. The more I see from her, the more I like her. She reminds me of my late, great Aunt Estelle, who was my Granny’s younger sister.

Before I explain why I really like Stella, allow me to explain about Granny and her sister, Estelle. You see, Granny was the fifth of ten children. She was a very kind, mature, wise woman who had a good sense of humor. Many people in our community adored my Granny. She lived to be almost 101 years old, and her funeral in 2007 was huge.

Estelle died at 90 years old on Halloween, back in 2002. She smoked like a chimney and had a voice like steel wool. She was hilariously outspoken and witty. I didn’t know her as well as I would have liked, but I knew her well enough to adore her. I took comfort in Estelle, because her personality was not unlike my own.

I remember Granny once told me that Estelle sometimes embarrassed her because she was so forward with her opinions. But Granny also loved Estelle very much. I have a feeling it’s because Estelle often said things that Granny felt she couldn’t or shouldn’t say. I have often occupied that same role, especially in my marriage to Bill.

Stella Parton, who is the sixth of twelve children in the Parton family, was close to her sister, Dolly. She’s a singer, songwriter, and artist, and like Dolly, she was blessed with a keen intellect and sharp wit. Stella recently posted that she and Dolly used to talk on the phone early every Tuesday morning. They’d drink coffee and shoot the shit. Stella’s Tuesdays are never going to be the same again, because Dolly died on Tuesday of this past week. Naturally, Stella is going through it right now…

On August 8th, Stella posted this status on her Facebook page. It caused quite a row…

I could not agree with Stella more on this… People need to learn to respect other people’s spaces.

I did leave a comment on her post, but I forgot about it until I saw it reposted somewhere else.

This was posted on a guy named Anthony’s page… which only goes to show that Stella is a public figure, too. Apparently, that means that some people think she should “keep quiet”. 🙄

When I saw the above photo, I decided to go back to the original post. I started reading the comments, and immediately got to work blocking a LOT of people who don’t know the definition of hypocrisy. These are right leaning folks who have absolutely no issue whatsoever with Donald Trump doing whatever he wants. They applaud him changing the name of the Gulf of Mexico and Lake Ontario. They cheer as he uses our tax money to send members of the military to Iran to fight and potentially die in another endless war. They look the other way when he brags about sexually molesting women and ripping people off. Hell, they don’t even care when he flat out says he doesn’t care about anyone. He just wants their votes. 🤬

But Stella Parton– who is famous, but not nearly as famous as her sister was– can’t express her political views on her Facebook page. I saw so many people berating Stella because Dolly famously kept her political opinions private. I think it’s pretty obvious that Dolly was not in the MAGA cult. I don’t know if she identified with a political party. I don’t, myself. But clearly, she wasn’t a Trump fan, in spite of Trump’s most recent AI generated bullshit… She certainly didn’t follow his example in her lifetime. Dolly was constructive and kind. Trump turns everything he touches to shit.

Trump supporters don’t care that he put this disgraceful bullshit out there. Of course it’s AI, because Dolly didn’t hang out with Trump.

So I liked Stella’s post, which went up three weeks ago… But other people didn’t like it. At this writing, there are over 4,600 responses, which are still being posted as recently as today. Some were supportive. Others were NASTY. People had the nerve to post shit like this:

Well that’s sad that you have that kind of words for us Maga people. I really liked you but I guess three are wolves in sheep’s clothing.. SAD SAD HOW EVIL THE HEARTS OF SOMEONE DEMONRATS

You should ask yourself “what would Dolly do?” She had too much class to even talk politics, both sides loved her, she was a treasure.

Stella, I don’t think I could listen to your music.

I agree with some of your stuff however did you complain when the last piece of trash allowed all of the illegals in. Drove up the price of groceries and rent. Causing more homeless AMericans than ever in history? More children living on the street because their parent cant afford housing do to supply and demand. More illegals driving up demand makes rent go up and causes a housing shortage. But wait you dont care living on Dolly’s handouts. (Wow… this guy is clueless.)

Stick to being a performer , you know like your sister did!!!! Def not as smart as Dolly and if that deserves a block by all means block me. I had no idea she even had a sister !!!!!!!

I will pray for you Stella

Dolly was smart. She never publicly commented on politics because she was smart. Stella on the other hand is quite stupid! Trump is carrying the weight of the world and obviously loves America.

He’s my president. I appreciate and respect what he is doing.

I won’t be reading anything else from Stella. You’re out!!!!

Well, you know Stella, while your sister Dolly had such a big humbling career because she never brought politics into her entertainment lane. Maybe if you tried that you would be a little better known.

And one of the reasons why your sister was so loved is because she kept politics to the politicians but gave us her beautiful music and big heart instead of bashing someone (anyone) like you do. She’d be ashamed.

Well this was disappointing. I was expecting you to be smart like Dolly and stay away from politics. Instead I read you name calling and insulting the president and his family, while telling others to stop insulting someone, namely you, because they don’t know you. I guess they know you as well as you know the presidents family. You do fun church and yet you name call and insult a whole family because you don’t like his politics. Leave it all to God.

Thank God Dolly had the good sense NOT to make her political leanings known but I believe you just ruined that for her. She would not dare to insult over 80 million people in this country as you just did. Thank you Stella.

I pray she didn’t privately bash President Trump!

I loved Dolly and respected her for not voicing her political views but now you make me wonder if she might have actually voted for stupid Kamala Harris…ewwwwwww.

Thanks for demeaning my love and respect for Dolly.

You’re the one who needs to snap it during this mourning of your beloved sister.

Of course there are more… but I think you get the idea. I’m sure Stella can take it. She’s tough and smart, and she has a wicked sense of humor with a side of sass. She added a couple more comments, and now has seemingly moved on, while people continue to bash her for expressing herself on her own Facebook page.

Yeah… I agree. People should learn the secret of scrolling, and really embrace that idea of freedom that Americans seem to think we still have in our country.

Just because someone is an entertainer, that doesn’t mean they don’t have the right to voice their opinions, especially on social media. Why shouldn’t Stella have the same right anyone else does to have and voice an opinion? She’s an American, too. Those who don’t like it can simply unfollow, unsubscribe, or block. The SAME people who are complaining about Stella’s opinions would be CHEERING if she expressed support for Trump. They would NEVER berate her for sharing her political views, if her opinions matched theirs. They are nothing but HYPOCRITES!

Stella and Cassie Parton sang with their famous sister on Porter Wagoner’s show…

Now… I do think that performers should keep airing their political views to a minimum when they are performing, unless they’ve made it clear that they will be talking about politics. Most people don’t pay good money to listen to political bullshit at a show. But on Facebook? Hell yes… let ‘er rip! Stella has every right to express herself. Other folks can simply scroll on.

Here’s one more post Stella shared. I agree with this one, too…

She’s confronting people and maybe alienating them… but I think she’s telling the truth. Why so many people want to worship a man who wouldn’t piss on them if they were on fire is genuinely baffling to me. She’s not wrong to call them out for being stupid.
She says at least she’s told the truth as she knows it… and God bless her for that! More people should do it.

I really like Stella. No, she’s not Dolly. There will only be ONE Dolly. She’s Stella Parton, and she’s just awesome, in my opinion. The world needs outspoken, spirited people like Stella, just as much as they need empathetic people like Dolly. And we definitely all could do with no more Donald Trumps. 🙏

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One last Dolly Parton memory, and then I’ll move on…

Over the past couple of days, I’ve been thinking a lot about Dolly Parton, as well as the other people who have so suddenly passed on. Yesterday, I wrote about the celebrities who have recently died, but I also lost an old co-worker/classmate/friend. I’ve been thinking about my friend Angel a lot, too, since I heard about her death yesterday. When someone you knew in high school dies, it really makes you reflect on your own life… especially when it seems like high school wasn’t that long ago (although it really was… 🤭).

I liked Dolly Parton very much… I especially loved most of her music, and I really respected her talents as a singer, songwriter, and player. I also enjoyed some of her movies. I haven’t seen all of Dolly’s movies, but I have seen a few. Some of them I loved, and some I thought were decent, if not great. I confess that I’ve never tried any of her cake mixes or frozen meals, but I suppose those business deals helped her fund some of her best causes.

In the wake of the news about Dolly Parton’s death, I was reminded of something that happened in the winter of 1985. My parents and I were living in Gloucester, Virginia, where they ran a business out of our home. My mom loved Kenny Rogers’ music, while my dad liked Dolly’s music. That year, Dolly Parton was on very well-publicized tour with Kenny. It was about two years after the two of them scored a big hit singing “Islands in the Stream”, a song that was written by The Bee Gees– Barry, Maurice, and Robin Gibb. In 1985, Kenny and Dolly had another hit song called “Real Love”.

Dolly and Kenny sing “Real Love” in concert. I didn’t know this song before today.

I got pretty sick of “Islands in the Stream” when it was popular. It got played non-stop on the radio, and in those days, I listened to the radio all the time. Also, on a more personal level, back in 1986, when I was still showing my pony, Rusty, we got beaten out for state champion in the Hunter Pleasure Pony division at the Virginia State 4H horse show by a chestnut mare named Islands in the Stream. I was 14, and disappointed that I had to settle for reserve champion. Of course, now I’m proud of that accomplishment. I repeated it in 1988.

I appreciate this song much more in 2026…

Anyway, on March 8, 1985, my mom and dad had tickets to see Kenny and Dolly perform at the Hampton Coliseum in Hampton,Virginia, a venue that was built in 1973, the year after my birth in that same city. It’s located about an hour’s drive from my parents’ former home in Gloucester. That concert was a really big deal. People loved Kenny and Dolly together. They had a lot of chemistry, and of course, the men loved looking Dolly’s big boobs. 😏

I remember my parents went to the show, and when they came back home, my mom said that Dolly Parton had been replaced by Dottie West. Dottie West, if you are old enough to remember, was a fiery redhead, and she and Kenny made a great album of duets together in 1978. That album was called Ev’ry Time Two Fools Collide, and it had some awesome songs on it. My parents had it on 8-track, and I used to listen to it on my dad’s “dinosaur” stereo all the time.

I love Bob Seger’s original version of this song, which Kenny sang with Sheena Easton. Dolly joined him on this duet for the Real Love tour in 1985. I think Kenny and Dolly do this very well… but Bob’s version is my favorite. Dolly joked about Sheena when she sang in this video… I can hear her sounding a little hoarse.

My mom said that people were really upset that Dolly wasn’t there. A lot of people didn’t attend, and/or demanded refunds. Until Dolly’s passing the other day, I had forgotten about that concert, which my mom said had been excellent. Dottie West had a different style and voice than Dolly’s, but she and Kenny also had tremendous chemistry. And they had several hits together, as well as some beautiful “sleeper” songs that got far less airplay.

To be honest, I think I would have preferred Dottie to Dolly, had I gotten tickets to that show, mainly because I loved the music she and Kenny made on their duet album. For a long time, Ev’ry Time Two Fools Collide wasn’t even available on CD or MP3. I had to rely on a cassette I made of my dad’s 8-track, which if you know anything about 8-tracks, was kind of a bad solution. Thankfully, now it’s easier to find.

Kenny and Dottie were also good together…

In the wake of Dolly’s death, I suddenly remembered my parents going to that show, and went looking to find out why Dolly was replaced. It turns out that year, toward the end of February, Dolly was suffering from a bad case of the flu and persistent throat problems. She temporarily dropped out of the tour to recover. The show my parents had tickets to see was one of the shows that was affected by Dolly’s illness in 1985. Kenny and Dolly later performed together at the Hampton Coliseum in April 1990.

I don’t know why people were offended that Dottie replaced Dolly. She was also wonderful with Kenny. Bwahahaaha… he jokingly called Dottie “Dolly” in this video!

As I’m reading up on that particular tour, I see that Kenny and Dolly had other problems. They were supposed to perform together on March 17, 1985 at the Pontiac Silverdome, but that show had to be canceled because of an ice storm that caused the stadium’s inflatable fabric roof to deflate and cave in.

Dottie West died on September 4, 1991. She had been involved in a car accident on August 30, 1991, having caught a ride with her neighbor, George Thackston. Thackston was speeding– doing 55 miles an hour when he should have been doing 25– on a highway exit ramp. He lost control of the car, and it went airborne and hit an embankment. Thackston survived the accident, but Dottie had a ruptured spleen and lacerated liver. She lost too much blood and ultimately passed away on an operating table, as she was about to undergo surgery.

As for the Hampton Coliseum… I attended a number of events and concerts there. The one concert I remember best, though, took place on August 22, 1990, just before I started attending college at the institution that is now called Longwood University. James Taylor played on that night, and I saw him from nosebleed seats… I remember tickets were just $18.50. It was the first of four times I’ve seen James play, and it was my very first “rock” concert.

While that might not seem very impressive, I’ve never been one to attend a lot of concerts because I either didn’t have the money, or couldn’t be arsed to deal with the crowds and other logistics. In 2018 and 2019, Bill and I made a point of going to concerts. It was a good thing we did that, because right after that, the world got hit by the pandemic. Since the pandemic, Bill and I have only been to two concerts– Keb’ Mo’ and… James Taylor… 😁

James is getting up there in age, too. I hope we can catch him again before he joins Dolly, Dottie, Kenny, and his older brother, Alex, up there where all of the musicians go after their lives end.

One last thought… Kenny and Dolly did a really nice song in 2013 called “You Can’t Make Old Friends.” That song is one of my favorite duets by them. It’s especially poignant, now that they’re both gone.

They really were great old friends…

Anyway… so ends today’s blog post. I hope you have a great Friday!

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“Wildflowers don’t care where they grow…”

Gonna post a few obits before I get down to business… Featured photo was taken on the Island of Gotland, on the way to Visby, Sweden, back in 2023… I was on a bus, hence the glass glare.

Good morning, blog fans. I’m sitting here reeling from the drama of the past couple of days. Last night, I got the news that not only have we lost Dolly Parton, but we’ve also lost Tim Curry. Tim Curry was a great musical theater performer. He played Frank-N-Furter in The Rocky Horror Picture Show and Rooster Hannigan in the 1982 film adaptation of Annie… and other roles that I’m less familiar with at this point in time. I think just those two roles alone are notable. Feast your eyes…

The first time I saw this film, I was in college and home for the weekend. I went to the Naro Expanded Cinema in Norfolk, Virginia, where they still had actors acting out the film, while people threw toast and shit. I later saw it on my college campus on Lankford Mall…

I saw Annie in a Williamsburg, Virginia movie theater. My sister took me. I was ten years old… or thereabouts. I admit I haven’t seen the other Annie adaptations, but I think it would be hard to top these performances by Carol Burnett, Bernadette Peters, and Mr. Curry. That movie had some really excellent casting, complete with the late Ann Reinking, who was absolutely mesmerizing when she danced.

I know Tim Curry was very ill at the end, and had suffered from significant health problems for years. He was also 80 years old. I’m glad he’s no longer suffering, but he sure was a bright light when we was still among the living.

Wow… they were really great! I loved this film when I was a kid.
God, she was gorgeous! I might have to get my hands on this movie.

Last night, I was also thinking about Jaye P. Morgan, who was famous for being a judge on The Gong Show. I loved her. She was hilarious… At the end of the act, Jamie Farr carried her back to her seat.

They should have gotten a higher score. Jaye P. Morgan hooked them up!

And we also lost Shelley Fabares, a lovely lady who was on The Donna Reed Show, and famously sang “Johnny Angel”, which I later parodied and called “Donny A-Hole”.

She sure was pretty! She was married to Mike Farrell, famous for his role as B.J. Hunnicutt on M*A*S*H.
My version from seven months ago… not quite so ethereal…

I also learned this morning that an old friend/classmate/co-worker passed unexpectedly the other day. My friend Angel was a year older than me, and we both worked at Gloucester Veterinary Hospital in Gloucester, Virginia, back in the late 1980s. It was my first paying job, and we worked as kennel techs on the weekends. Angel went on to become a veterinary technician, and from what I can tell, she was much beloved by a lot of more recent friends and co-workers.

I don’t know why Angel passed. She’d just recently had a birthday and turned 55 years old, and her passing was very sudden. The strange thing is, I was literally thinking about her within the past couple of days. I hadn’t seen or spoken to her personally in years, and rarely interacted with her on Facebook. Yet now, especially since I just found out about her death, it seems like her soul touched me on the shoulder from somewhere out there.

My thoughts of Angel came while I was walking Noyzi and Charlie, and I remembered how she and one of the vets we worked for seemingly had a rather contentious relationship. He made a negative comment to me about Angel that, I think, might have been based on something besides her work. It was an awkward moment that made me think that particular vet was a bit of an asshole. That old memory just popped in my head, for some reason, even though I had no specific reason to think of it.

I ended up quitting that job before I found out what happened, but Angel later made a comment to me that indicated that her relationship with our former boss didn’t improve, and she left that (very underpaid) job soon after I did. Nevertheless, in spite of that situation, she still stayed in the veterinary field, working most recently in the Midwest.

I do have some memories of riding in her old white Chevette, playing with the “blood donor” dog and cat resident at the hospital, and listening to Angel sing along to the radio. I especially remember her Gloria Estefan impression! I specifically remember her singing along to the song, “1, 2, 3”, which was a hit when we were in high school. I distinctly remember her belting out “Come on baby, say you love me!” I think Angel also played flute in the high school band.

Based on her Facebook photos, I can see that Angel enjoyed many happy years working with animals, easing their pain, discomfort, and fear, and easing their suffering when veterinary science could no longer help them. I’m sure she’s now reunited with all of the animals she loved here on Earth. My heart goes out to her family and her friends whose memories of her are much more current than mine are.

Now… on to my post title…

Yesterday, I sang “Wildflowers”, a beautiful song Dolly Parton wrote and sang for the Trio album, which came out in 1987. Dolly made that album with Linda Ronstadt and Emmylou Harris, two similarly gifted singers and musicians. You can imagine, the songs on that album, made when the three of them were still fairly young, were absolutely sublime. I don’t think Linda sang on “Wildflowers”, as I’ve only seen it credited to Dolly and Emmylou.

Although my dad had a copy of Trio, and I own a couple of copies of it, myself, for some reason, I didn’t know “Wildflowers” before I decided to sing it. I literally learned that song yesterday morning. I felt compelled to try it because I felt like it captured the essence of Dolly’s originality and free spirited side. But it also spoke to ME.

Just before I discovered that song yesterday, I was having a conversation with Bill about how my life has turned out… and how I feel like I’ve been blown away to another place. Dolly sings about wildflowers being carried by the wind to new gardens, places where they have the chance to grow and thrive.

When I was growing up, I pictured myself married, with children, working at a job somewhere in the United States. I figured we’d have a home of our own, and my husband would not have a past. I thought we’d settle somewhere, become members of a community, and have friends and loved ones near…

Well, as you can see, that’s not how things turned out for me. Part of the reason I’m so far from home is because I made some decisions that sent me away… for instance, joining the Peace Corps and moving to Armenia for two years, and then attending graduate school in South Carolina. I did think, though, that once Bill left the Army, we’d wind up being regular Americans in the United States. And yet, here we sit in Germany.

The trouble is… I’m not sure how I can go back “home”. I don’t feel like I belong there anymore. I don’t feel like I can relate to people I used to know, including my own family members. It’s not really what I expected or wanted. It’s just how things turned out.

So, Dolly’s song, “Wildflowers”, really hit me in the feelings yesterday. I feel like it represented her on a lot of levels, but it also represents me. Most people who “know” me, don’t really know me at all. They’ve never taken the time. I guess the same could be said for me about them. Unfortunately, that’s kind of how life seems to be in the 21st century, as people form relationships behind screens.

That was something that made Dolly Parton special. She might not have known people personally, but she made an effort to connect with them, and she usually succeeded. She was warm and empathic, but smart… even shrewd… about the business of being an artist. That’s why she excelled in a field that, before she broke through frontiers, was really a man’s world. God only knows what kind of sexist, patronizing bullshit Dolly endured, back in the early days of her legendary career.

I’m not nearly as good at connecting with people as Dolly was. She was very good at diplomacy. I’m not, really. I think I’m more like Dolly’s sister, Stella, who is a real spitfire. But I can see a little of that in Dolly, too… 😉

Oh shit…

Anyway… I probably could write more about this, and I probably will. But I need to move on to the next chore, which is the dreaded vacuuming that I always do on Thursdays. So, I think I’ll end this post. I hope wherever you are, you’re enjoying your day… and that you are not facing more loss.

I really am shocked by my friend, Angel’s, passing. I wasn’t super close to her at all, but I do have many memories of when we worked together, even if we didn’t run in the same circles when we were in school. May she rest in peace, up there with Dolly, Tim, Jaye, and Shelley…

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