Apr 22, 2013

The Wheels On The Bus Go Round N Round, Conversation Between Women.

Moon Shaped Ass: Definition: A round longueur shape, blending slightly into the thigh area, no hip definition and on a male species.

One tends to wonder what to do when on a crowded bus, sitting and the most ugliest ass crack tends to launch within your face. As the wheels on the bus go round and round..round n round.

Yup I texted to half a dozen friends during that episode. I think I would die if I had to take the bus everyday.
I was bus training a student, it was hot, stinky jammed packed. I was sitting, and wham! ass crack.
I got a slight whiff of dirty sock and ass crack in seconds. but then when I looked up I realized I had just had the interlude with "Pat" does anyone remember "Pat"

It was from Saturday night live, you didn't know if it was a female or male. It is funny how one such as I, can have such a compassionate heart for those with disabilities, deformities or mental blockages, yet can publicly speak about little inconstancy's in the world right?

It is called critical judgement actually, and I do it to myself all the time.

Bennett Vixen: Aaah the good ol' bus days - the loser cruiser - lol! I could write a novel on the bus-capades. Halitosis, farts that made the seats split, sleeping people who's heads would roll around coming dangerously close to your own, drunk barfers, fights, door kickers, nose pickers, spray sneezers, the B.O. pit in your face, stinky cheese feet, the list goes on....

I feel that given the right to criticize thyself, thou shalt have the right to criticize others, I mean if he actually turned around and apologized, I might have added,

 "this is a public forum, you should defiantly update yourself with the latest hygiene technologies of today, and I have indeed noticed you have a large fat ass for a male and should take up squats"...opps scratch that last bit there..

"Hi would you like my card? its called"Get Rad" and its a amazing health program in the evenings"
with survival techniques.

I mean after all it is survival of the fittest.

Instead I gagged a little as my student almost wet herself laughing.

Bennett Vixen: I used to also call the bus "the travelling flu capsule". I fondly remember those dark, rainy winter days when I waited patiently for the bus at Granville Burrard and Broadway. The UBC B-line was always as packed as a Tokyo subway - standing room only. Elbows in boobs, a pervy pinch here or there, coughing, gagging, sneezing, retching. Stench. The windows would always be steamed up - beads of germy condensation trickling down into the sills. Someone would always clear the window with their hand so they could see out. I miss those days.

The play Number 14, well that was indeed a hit and definitely described the Hastings bus in Vancouver, but there is nothing like the 99 B Line bus that barely stops and drives real fast for Moon Asses all over the world to whack you in the beck.

The worst is when everyone has to shuffle to the back when a baby stroller comes on, then your doomed. So is it normal for a bus driver to have smoke breaks? like in the middle of rush hour? The dude stopped on Broadway, got out, and smoked a half butt. The funny thing was he put his not operation digital signing on the screen. Meanwhile everyone is dying to get ff the bus and he stops and takes his fat ass (Anther more oddly shaped ass) off the bus!!

Does BC Ferry's yell"Pulling anchor for a 5 min smoke break?" WTF

I wonder if people fuck on the bus, now with my bio training it would be real interesting to take a blue light special and run that shit over the seats. Who has died on the bus? who cleans them large condensation vestals?

A married bus driver visual after today, abSoLutly must look like this: that looks just like the bus drier I had today!!
Bennett Vixen:Ya - shit!!! It was on the topic of dictator drivers and jackasses that try and come aboard with expired transfers or insufficient fare. The whole schedule gets thrown off because driver and dick head are in a pissing match. Inevitably ends in the d-bag uttering some colorful profanities, giving the driver the one finger salute, slowly prancing down the stairs and kicking the door on the way out. Collective intake of air from fellow passengers makes your ears pop.

Bennett Vixen: Then there's the time that you think you've successfully smuggled your Starbucks coffee aboard. You think you've successfully passed GO when your eyes meet the drivers in the rear view. His eyes narrow and you know the gig is up. He thrusts a stubby finger toward the "no food/no drink" sign. You have no choice but to disembark midway between stops. No where to sit, except curbside to finish your morning Joe. You breathe exhaust and get soaked from the spray of passing vehicles as the speed by through the puddles. Note to self - time to get a car!

The is not for me, but next time if I take the bus, I am going to say something. There is no reason why a person should have to travel like that, I mean a camel is probably more fun, at least you get off a little.

That's it for today's Adventure
GVix Signing off

A Blog...Is A Average Day, Anyday

In the movie Julia and Julia, the young new cook, decides to write a blog. The blog is 365 days of Julia's cooking, this turned out to be a national hit, her explanation was ; A blog is something for you to do every day to acknowledge your life everyday. Julia's reason for writing was her escape from her mundane career into her passion.

So today..I am writing about a average day.

I went this morning to pay a portion of my very overdue rent, from my next to nothing pay cheque. This was partial contract work over spring break, still waiting on all my over due pay. I still wonder how I manage to live like this and that something grand is awaiting around the corner.

 I knocked on my landlords door. I stood nervously with a thank you card, for patience with a package of flower seeds, and half my rent, in hopes that I would not be evicted,  no answer. I just had to have today go well, because after a long 7 months, I was going to finally see my grandson for a visit.

I heard many voices in the back. I went around the back, my landlord and 20 other Indian ladies were in the garage, deep fryers going..bandannas on covered in batter.

It was a party, getting ready for free food traditions on Main Street- I apologized about the late payment and left with 20 Rodi, this is bread battered with herbs then deep fried.
My landlady said, "we do not accept money on Vaishakhio, do you want to pay tomorrow?"
I just wanted them to have the money, so I said no.
They did not care , they wanted me to stay, feast n have fun.

There have been many moments where I wanted to just rage at the noise up stairs my apartment. Things could be worse. Instead of a tradition family gathering for feast, tradition n dance.. I could have drug dealers domestic abuse or worse, gangsters.

One elder Indian lady,said, "no go today- day of no work- you are too thin, please let me serve now".
This kind of set a emotional tailspin in my eyes. They are probably all relatives. I know that if I don't experience this type of family life again in my lifetime, I will have someone special to experience it with.
But at that moment, I felt completely alone.

After deep breaths I made my way to Abbostford. I had a great time with my grandson..but left with a sinking feeling.
In the evening, I knew that my old team of staff had planned a dinner at a quaint restaurant called Havana on Commercial drive.  I put on a dress and went to meet my old team of men. To my surprise the entire team was there including my little Filipino Mommasita.

My position was never filled. It has been two years almost. The team was split up, the residents dispersed.
It was really hard on everyone after functioning in amazing team for over 6 years. This group always encouraged me to reach for the top, they respect me and are my family.

They were all shocked to see me in a dress with makeup on, and made banter about it the entire time, which made me laugh allot. Laughter is good for the soul.They all flirted, and I blushed feeling beautiful.

Later in the evening I decided to put away my 6 loads of laundry from the laundromat and have Julia and Julia playing in the back ground.

The pictures of Julia child in Paris and the smoky yellow bistro rooms and art ..it soothes me.
The fact that she cooked till noon, make love to her husband, then went back to class, came home and prepared feasts for guests..seemed delightful.. because, she was living her passion.

I defrosted all the butternut squash and pumpkin in the freezer and made a spicy puree squash soup for the week with a chicken base- really really good.

If I think about all things I don't have time to do , it upsets me, so I do a bit when I can.
like cooking good food, painting..designing, writing..gardening

Sometimes I can't wait to get home, put my pj's on and just putter in whatever. Most of the time, I find it effort to put on makeup and go out and socialize because I am happy doing projects, yet distraught they are still sitting there.

I remember a time with my kids when I was so stressed I felt the world would end, we would end up homeless, I would die alone..the list goes on. One thing I can say, I don't stress about so much, I move ahead in a methodical way..I am tired thou. It is almost as though I have accepted my life, as is.

The truth is I haven't accepted this way of living, and slowly but surely my feeling of this will pass.

GVix Signing off
On A Average Day

AboSoLutly AmaZing Book Reviews

I think most of my creative output in my writing stems from a wide variety of resources. This is my year I intend to do the most reading, working and re shaping of my life body and mind.

My choice of books are mostly biography's and writers that have a similar style as mine.  I would like to think my writing is more heartfelt and more biography than anything else. Most dating stories and experiences I write about stem from things, events or people that actually happened in my life, or other people's experiences that they share. If I want to really publish the 5 books that I have started, I think it is mandatory to always learn and keep stimulated by fellow writers. The grammar and English? that's what an editor is for, but I do try ..lol
I am happy to say, it seems I can't get my stories out quick enough for this audience..this is a good thing.

My first book review is:

All Over The Map-By Laura Fraser, Biography

In All Over the Map, the bestselling author of An Italian Affair, buys us the plane tickets and takes us in search of adventure and romance as she wonders whether it’s possible, in midlife, to have it all.

Laura loves being a writer who travels all over the map. She can pick up and go whenever she wants, jumping on a plane to escape a romance gone bad or to taste the world’s best guacamole.

When the sexy Parisian professor who helped Laura get over her divorce tells her that he has a new girlfriend, Laura wonders whether her passion for travel is interfering with what most women seem to want at her age: a husband, a family, and a safe, settled life. She’s further shaken by a trip to the South Pacific that goes very wrong, and for a while she becomes a travel writer afraid to travel.

Searching for love and coping with her ordeal, Laura tangos in Buenos Aires, seeks wisdom from an Amazonian shaman, heads off into the wilderness on Outward Bound, goes on a ten-day meditation retreat, interviews sex-trafficked women in Italy, and reports on the aftermath of genocide in Rwanda. When she’s dumped on her forty-fifth birthday, she’s oddly relieved, and realizes she isn't going to wait for a man anymore. She decides that although she doesn't have the life she anticipated, she’ll create the life she wants.
*reviews on the book*

(My Experience)  Laura experiences the extremes of adventure and emotion that women of all ages will relate to — and she comes out satisfied and happy on the other side. This little book was a quick read with tons of information , this was a fresh glimpse into different areas of the world I'd like to see, clearly Laura should of also been a food writer because some of the stories of food were described so deliciously I actually Google for recipes.
Some of the recipes: Ceuche: Wild sea bass with lime and red onion
Laura describes a meal as; Spicy perfume of pale pink caper flowers Stromboli; pasta with fennel and sardines...
In one country if you say excuse me, it actually means "Suck Me" as in suck me off.
Some of the events, ceremony's and country's I wanted to do some research as I didn't really know much about them. I had post it tabs all over the book.
Laura Fraser touches base on all these places in small detail.

Here is my list of post it tabs:
Samoa Upolu: 
Upolu is an island in Samoa, formed by a massive basaltic shield volcano which rises from the seafloor of the western Pacific Ocean. The island is 75 kilometres (47 mi) long, 1,125 km2 (434 sq mi) in area, and is the second largest in geographic area as well as the most populated of the Samoan Islands. 
Aeocian Islands:
The Aeolian Islands or Lipari Islands (Italian: Isole Eolie, pronounced [ˈiːzole eˈɔːlje], Sicilian: Ìsuli Eoli) are a volcanic archipelago in the Tyrrhenian Sea north of Sicily, named after the demigod of the winds Aeolus.[1] The locals residing on the islands are known as Eolians (Italian: Eoliani). The Aeolian Islands are a popular tourist destination in the summer, and attract up to 200,000 visitors annually.
Oaxaca Mexico
It is located in Southwestern Mexico.[10] It is bordered by the states of Guerrero to the west, Puebla to the northwest, Veracruz to the north, Chiapas to the east. To the south, Oaxaca has a significant coastline on the Pacific Ocean.
Island of Stromboli
Stromboli (Sicilian: Struògnuli, Ancient Greek: Στρογγύλη, Strongulē) is a small island in the Tyrrhenian Sea, off the north coast of Sicily, containing one of the three active volcanoes in Italy. It is one of the eight Aeolian Islands, a volcanic arc north of Sicily. This name is derived from the Ancient Greek name Strongulē which was given to it because of its round swelling form. 

Saint Arequipas, Santa Catalina
The Monastery of Saint Catherine (Spanish: Santa Catalina) is a monastery of nuns of the Dominican Second Order, located in Arequipa, Peru. It was built in 1579 and was enlarged in the 17th century. The over 20,000-square-meter monastery was built predominantly in the Mudéjar style, and is characterized by its vividly painted walls. There are approximately 20 nuns currently living in the northern corner of the complex; the rest of the monastery is open to the public.

Colca Canyon Hotsprings
Colca Canyon is a canyon of the Colca River in southern Peru, located about 100 miles (160 kilometers) northwest of Arequipa. It is Peru's third most-visited tourist destination with about 120,000 visitors annually.[1] It is more than twice as deep as the Grand Canyon in the United States at 13,650 ft (4,160 m) depth. The Colca Valley is a colorful Andean valley with pre-Inca roots, and towns founded in Spanish colonial times, still inhabited by people of the Collagua and the Cabana cultures. The local people maintain their ancestral traditions and continue to cultivate the pre-Inca stepped terraces.

Ayahusca ceremony
For centuries, Amazonian shamans have used ayahuasca as a window into the soul. The sacrament, they claim, can cure any illness. The author joins in this ancient ritual and finds the worlds within more terrifying—and enlightening—than ever imagined. 
Kim gives a way more insight to what the drug does and what the ceremony entails-quite interesting:

Cusco (pron.: /ˈkuːzkoʊ/), often spelled Cuzco (Spanish: Cuzco, IPA: [ˈkuθko] or [ˈkusko]; Quechua: Qusqu or Qosqo, IPA: [ˈqɔsqɔ]), is a city in southeastern Peru, near the Urubamba Valley of the Andes mountain range. It is the capital of the Cusco Region as well as the Cuzco Province. In 2007, the city had a population of 358,935. Located on the eastern end of the Knot of Cuzco, its elevation is around 3,400 m (11,200 ft).

City in Rwanda
Butare is a city in the Southern Province of Rwanda and capital of Huye district. It was the capital of the former Butare Province, Rwanda, that was dissolved on January 1, 2006. It was the formal colonial capital of Rwanda.

Kigali Rwanda-1994 Genocide-Laura Fraser actually did a post war story and I realized I knew nothing, where was I? Parting?
The Rwandan Genocide was a genocidal mass slaughter of the Tutsis by the Hutus that took place in 1994 in the East African state of Rwanda. Over the course of approximately 100 days (from the assassination of Juvénal Habyarimana and Cyprien Ntaryamira on April 6 through mid-July) over 500,000 people were killed, according to a Human Rights Watch estimate
Yad Vashem in Jerusalem- Don't want to visit this, but I did not know what it was in the book.

Yad Vashem - World Center for Holocaust Research, Education ...
www.yadvashem.org/ShareIsrael's Holocaust museum and memorial. Includes information on the museum, its exhibits, collections, resources, programs and publications.

The word-Juxtaposition:In composition, juxtaposition is the placing of verbal elements side by side, leaving it up to the reader to establish connections and impose a meaning.Fa'afafine may be viewed as a third gender specific to Samoan culture.
Fa'afafine are the gender liminal, or third-gendered people of Samoa. A recognized and integral part of traditional Samoan culture, fa'afafine, born biologically male, embody both male and female gender traits. Their gendered behavior typically ranges from extravagantly feminine to mundanely masculine.[1]
The word fa'afafine: Very Wonderful and Interesting story!! in the book
 includes the causative prefix "fa'a", meaning "in the manner of", and the word fafine, meaning "woman".
Fa’afafine are Samoan biological males who behave in a range of feminine-gendered ways. They have been an integrated part of Samoan communities for centuries. ‘Fa’afafine’ translates as ‘in the manner of a woman’. There may be equivalent identities for females who adopt masculine social roles in Pacific cultures, but evidence is scarce.

All over the map was a great start read, from the book collection I received at Christmas on travel.

Brain on Fire: My Month of Madness
Book by Susannah Cahalan

One day in 2009, twenty-four-year-old Susannah Cahalan woke up alone in a strange hospital room, strapped to her bed, under guard, and unable to move or speak. 
PublishedNovember 13, 2012
I read this book in 5 days, I couldn't put it down. Susannah a reporter for the New York Post. 

Susannah starts to go postal, what I mean is, she starts to have mood swings, paranoia  out of body experiences  she even had a hallucination that her apartment was covered in bed bugs and had it fumigated twice.
 Deep into the disease Susannah starts have seizures,  lose speech, her body movements are similar to server autism or the exorcist, her thought process is similar to someone with schizophrenia. 

After 1 million dollars spend to find out what is causing this rare disorder, the news actually made my hairs on my neck stand on end- not because of the name of the disease, because the doctors think this could be reversible autism...so how many are UN diagnosis  the disease, NMDA-receptor autoimmune encephalitis, better known as "Sick Brain"After deep into the sickness, Susannah also appeared to be that of a chubby girl, it was like she regenerated backwards.

The problem today is, money and time. I remember a person I cared for, had a walking psychosis we called it, as soon as they went outside they could not walk, froze with jerking movements. Inside the person was fine. We had several tests done and a specialist come in, after the tests, the specialist said"I do not feel this person has schizophrenia anymore, the diagnoses was over 25 years ago. That was it, it was stated, nothing done about it..so the person continues on 15 pills a day, psychotropic drugs, which I am sure cause other effects in the body in the long term. This book hit me head on, on so many levels.

The way Susannah describes her story is really heart wrenching and you feel just as frustrated as she was when going threw one month of madness. I highly recommend this book to anyone who is working in the residential field, mental health field, but anyone really, because it could happen to anyone. The more people are aware, the more can be done to recognize something in a person that may not be a psychiatry issue.

Her GP told her parents she was having seizures from alcohol consumption, and bipolar   After she was finally diagnosed  Susannah found out another girl went to the same doctor and he said the same thing, it was proven she had the same disease as Susannah, but died. When Susannah decided to write this story and do research, some of the vocab words she picked out seemed strangely illuminating:

Effete: loss of character, strength and virility

Teratogenic: of, relating to, or causing developmental malformation.

Lazarette-noun, sick room

You will understand, when you read the book.

The Lost Girls- Biography

With their 28th birthdays looming, three friends quickly rocketing towards management positions, mortgages, and marriages, all share a similar fear: Is this what they want, or what they think they should want?

Feeling in serious need of perspective, they decide to leave it all behind, quit their jobs, and begin an epic search for meaning and enlightenment. Traveling 60,000 miles around the world, from the mountains and jungles of South America to the beaches of Australia, passing through Kenya, India, Southeast Asia, and New Zealand along the way, the trio will not only find themselves, but a lifelong friendship.
The great thing about this book, is "How they did it"
we all feel trapped in our careers, they worried about what will happen, but then they just did it and its starts off with the worst happening-lost luggage..so forth. The women plan a year prior, hostels and back packs for most of it. They each have a title in preparation, which helps; The Navigator, The Event Planner, The Booker. This changes during different destinations.
This is a cute fun look into areas of the world we all want to see and just how they planned the trip, it also talks about how they dealt with the relationships in their life before they left, bosses, boyfriends, parents..all relevant ..but they did it anyway!