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  • Monthly Archives: February 2014

    • Academy Aw(kw)ards

      Posted at 3:07 am by kayewer, on February 23, 2014

      I can honestly admit that I have not seen a single one of the motion pictures nominated for this year’s Oscars(R). I almost had seen one–Lee Daniels’ The Butler–but, though it was a great film, it didn’t receive any nominations. I can’t imagine that the Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences would consider one film about slavery enough contention, though it would have been interesting to see both of them duke it out. Think Adepero Aduye versus Oprah Winfrey, in gowns and heels, for the championship.

      When you haven’t seen any of the films, you may not have a cause for which to cheer, so the interest in the whole affair goes away. Of course there is Ellen DeGeneres hosting, which would make it worthwhile if she were on camera more than the guest presenters, nominees and winners nervously trying to give acceptance speeches under the timer. Also, it would be nice if the ceremonies came on at a decent hour and were finished by bedtime.

      There were years in which I cheered on practically everybody and everything in the program, because I had seen them all. Now, with scriptwriters seemingly pandering to the popcorn market rather than the intellect of the moviegoers, the industry has gone back to releasing the films they tend to nominate all at the same time, close to nomination time. That means summer blockbusters are snubbed, and anything approaching decent entertainment coming out the other ten months of the year have been forgotten. Butler came out late last summer, but was an emotional and well-executed story. It deserved better than it got from the Academy.

      The other day I saw another movie which I hope does not fall from memory when the 2015 awards come out. Please don’t laugh: The Lego Movie. Of what I’ve seen of late, that is one of the most original ideas yet. Adults can have real fun watching this computer animated movie that resembles a live action effort as if a crew painstakingly built whole brick sets by hand. There is enough nostalgia and in-jokes to keep us amused. For kids, it’s action-packed, full of laughs and not over-the-top with violence.

      On the other hand, I have sat in a perpetual state of ennui through all the trailers of late. Too much improbable battle imagery, too little new insight or real storyline or people wearing actual clothing (as in shirts and pants and skirt, rather than thongs and battle armor). When you’ve seen one epic leap into a yawning computer generated void (like in 300: Rise of an Empire), you’ve seen them all at least twice in other films. OF course, a movie like that won’t get a glance from the Academy, nor will the new Spiderman movie or–probably but regrettably–the last Hobbit movie. They don’t have the in with the nominating crowd. If more of those films were nominated for awards, I wouldn’t tune out after Ellen DeGeneres does her opening monologue.

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    • Car Trouble

      Posted at 1:21 am by kayewer, on February 16, 2014

      Put snow with vehicles, and chaos is bound to occur. This past week I and a few people I know have fallen victim to winter related car problems. One of my office managers was traveling on the New Jersey Turnpike when one of the many trucks surrounding him had a bad case of roof dandruff erupt and the resulting accumulated snow landed in his lap after shattering his windshield. Another friend was in an accident as well. The PA Turnpike had a multi-vehicle mishap which snarled traffic for miles as one car or truck after the other slid to stop and could not find enough empty roadway to do so safely.

      The problem with today’s drivers is that our speeds are too high, our braking distance too short, and our time shorter (even though we are still on a 24-hour day). Even when a major highway has a low number of vehicles, we tend to speed up to congregate with those ahead of us, and then complain because we have to apply the brakes. If you are complaining because you have to apply brakes, you are too close to the guy in front of you. Slow the heck down.

      Truckers do not seem to have access to something with which they can clear their roofs, and I and many a driver on the road with me will fall behind one of these behemoths trailing plumes of light snow or hurling chunks of congealed snow and ice like oversized discus to shatter on the road (or crash into our windshields). What would it take to fix this? Perhaps two tall stationary poles with a large rope strung between them under which a truck could drive and scrape the offensive material off. What about one of those car wash brush attachments hung from the roof of the warehouse or garage? Two guys with hoses on ladders? Come on, folks; it’s snow removal, not rocket science.

      So what has been happening to me? In the past three weeks, I have lost two windshield wiper blades to the storm. The first time I pulled into the service station and asked if they had a replacement for my passenger side; they did, but the young fellow (who, I assume, took a job in a service station to learn about cars) could not figure out how to remove the old wiper blade. An older gentlemen from the service bay–and who was apparently born in the days before guys were allowed to attain the age of 18 without knowing how to change a wiper blade–did the job in a minute flat.  Two days ago part of the clamp on the driver’s side blade broke, so though my wiper functions well enough, the arm flies off its track with each swipe. I pulled into the same service station last night; the young fellow asked if I could come back in ten minutes so the other (I assume older) man could help him. By that time, I was fixing dinner. On the stove. Without a microwave. My kitchen skills are old school, while it seemed I was in a world where service stations no longer have simple repair skills.

      Finding myself short an able-bodied man to fix my wiper blade (and, though I think that, with the motivation, I could do the repair myself), I figured I still have a good blade without the annoyance of the assembly being unsecured, so I pulled a twist tie from the kitchen and tied the assembly together. It took ten seconds, it was free, and required no skills beyond common sense. With any luck, the next week will restore some to all the drivers out there, and there will be no more of the craziness from snow on the brain.

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    • Volatile Valentines

      Posted at 12:36 am by kayewer, on February 10, 2014

      For those of us for whom Valentine’s Day is second only to Christmas in terms of depression, this is a bad time of year. Beginning December 26, merchants start to tear down the holly and break out the hearts. That breaks a lot of people’s hearts when they don’t have somebody with whom to share the holiday. Plus it gives you more than 50 days to suffer the heartache before the actual holiday comes and goes.

      And we all just got through one already.

      When you’ve been single for two months or two decades, all the hype can be amusing if it didn’t all serve to remind one of how little one might be loved in real life. There are stuffed animals of all types, in bizarre colors like purple panthers, and often they are holding roses or hearts or carrying some saying like “You’re HOT!”  The boxes of chocolates and other evil diet death dealers come in boxes saying things like “You’re Cool!” The idea is that a sentiment goes with the gift at any temperature.

      The food is eaten and, in the words of a famous chef (it might have been Bobby Flay), becomes poo the next day. The stuffed animal takes up space on the bed or gets relegated to a shelf and becomes another thing to dust. The manufacturer makes jillions of dollars because the stuff is overpriced at rates second only to Christmas.

      Some enterprising men go to the jewelry store for Valentine’s Day. They may be prepared to propose, and the engagement ring is a must in these cases. While I was at the jeweler getting a few watch batteries replaced, I was seated next to the bridal jewelry case while I waited. Inside the case were diamond rings with more to their pedigree than any dog in the upcoming Westminster Dog Show (which, for some reason, is usually held near Valentine’s Day). I, not one to wear rings for fear that some future date might mistake which finger it’s on, moved myself to the charm bracelets counter.

      Some people put a lot of pressure on this holiday. Their significant other must spend such-and-such an amount and buy just the right thing to prove their love. When I worked in the city, I saw men on public transportation struggling with the extra burden of flowers or the overstuffed purple panther.

      It does feel strange to watch the process from a totally observational point of view. It’s how I laugh at it all.

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    • “Born to Shun” New Jersey?

      Posted at 1:29 am by kayewer, on February 2, 2014

      I’ve written a little ditty about the controversy going on in New Jersey, specifically in terms of what our governor, Chris Christie, actually knew about the recent bridge scandal in which two of his employees shut down lanes of traffic to send a message to a mayor. If the governor know they were striking a blow for the team, he may be in some trouble. We knew he found out that a “traffic study” was done (which was actually a bogus closure of enough traffic lanes to a major bridge to back up traffic for miles and cause some major upheaval. So while we’re waiting for the evidence to be pondered, here is a song, sung to the tune of Monty Python’s “I’m a Lumberjack” for your enjoyment.

      (Chorus 1)
      Oh I’m a Jersey Girl and I’m okay.
      I sleep, I eat, and I work and play.

      I have a home, I have a job.
      I keep my front yard green.
      We’re also called the Garden State
      And I think that’s quite keen.

      (Repeat Chorus 1)

      We have Chris Christie for mayor.
      I think he’s pretty good.
      But now there have been rumors
      Throughout the neighborhood.

      (Chorus 2)
      Oh, he’s a Jersey Guy and he’s okay.
      He sleeps, he eats, and he works and plays.

      He writes laws from behind his desk
      and helpers do his bidding.
      But sometimes they get attitudes
      When they’re mad, they’re not kidding.

      (Repeat Chorus 2)

      Some underlings did dirty work
      and snarled up Jersey traffic.
      When governor Christie found out,
      his displeasure was quite graphic.

      (Repeat Chorus 2)

      Was he aware the traffic jam
      Was part of a great plot?
      Or did they tell him half-lies,
      and not reveal the lot?

      (Repeat Chorus 1)

      Now since I live in Jersey
      I protect the land I live in.
      We’ll find out what did happen
      And face the facts as given.

      So until we know the whole deal
      Don’t pick on Jersey State.
      We’re all in this together
      That packs a lot of weight.

      Oh we’re Americans and we’re okay.
      We live, we learn, then we go our way.

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