"And I've got no illusions about you, guess what I never did When I say, "I'll take it" I mean as is" --Ani DeFranco
The first novela I remember watching was a “novela das 7” called “Um Sonho a Mais.” It was a light, fluffy, ridiculous story whose plot I vaguely remember only after reading about it on Wikipedia. This was my introduction to the daily, can’t miss, 6 day a week world of Brasilian soap operas.
He was real, witty, sarcastic, intelligent, kind, interested, and a complete and total badass
album that has stood the test of time and is remembered as an icon of its era. However, that isn’t the case.
My parents, like many other families, were sucked in by Hallmark and we were made to participate in the “I have to show you I love you by buying you a card” machine.
He was so excited to tell Amanda’s students that his mom was dating Kermit. Never, have I been so proud to be referred to as a green frog.
He is a 17 year old with the soul of an old bohemian who has subsided on life, cussing, black coffee* and liquor.
It would be interesting to give a child a “temporary” name and let them decide as they get older. Granted you would probably have to go through a period when your child wants to be named T-Rex or Princess Ariel or Xyzfg
Son #2 is kind and caring. They are a social justice warrior and an ally. They are concerned for those less fortunate and do what they can to help them. They are not afraid to say fuck you to the people that are doing wrong and to stand up for those that can’t stand up for themselves.
I was talking to my therapist last year about defining oneself. It has taken me close to 40 years to really figure out what defines me as an individual. My father defines himself by having lived in Brazil. While that is an important part of my life, it doesn’t come close to defining who I … Continue reading Defining People