Where does the good go

Archive for September, 2012

Quote of the Day

Monday, September 17th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Even if we could turn back, we’d probably never end up where we started. – 1Q84

Archbishop reprimands priest for attending same sex wedding

Friday, September 14th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

A priest goes to his cousin’s wedding — as a guest– wearing the only clothes he has – cause he’s a PRIEST– and he gets a formal rebuke in his permanent record?

Meanwhile, back on planet earth, how many priests were accused of child molestation who were silently tranferred to other parishes. GRRRRR.

Dawn Smash.

Taylor Tuesday!

Tuesday, September 11th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Today’s ditty is a happy birthday wish to little… um… Kazita? :)

It’s fundamental

Tuesday, September 11th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Around the time I declared myself the Rosa Parks of e-books, @metsfan tweeted about borrowing e-books from his library in California. Being the unabashedly lazy woman that I am, I thought, hmm, on the one hand, I could do something about the outrageous prices of buying books for my Kindle; on the other, I could find a library and download all the free books I’d like.

I set off to East Coco Beach’s branch because I was in the area doing some errand or another for Joyce Summers. Right away, I knew this wasn’t going to be as easy as I’d hope.

“Hi. I was wondering if I could borrow books for my Kindle?”

“Your what?”


I held up my phone. “Um… electronic books… like downloaded?”


“Is there anyone here who might know?”


I flinched at his bellowing. This was, after all, a LIBRARY.

Lisa saunters over, smiles and asks how she can help me.

I explain my request. She pursed her lips and said “I think so, but I’ve never done it. Hold on.”

She makes a call and after a series of uh huh and okays, she hung up and said. “Okay, so all you have to do is log on to our website and click on downloadable materials. Then you should find what you need…”

A line was forming under the arrow labeled check out.

…excuse me, I have to take care of these kids. Hope that helps.”

I turned to go and then realized I still needed two pieces of information.

I went back to the bellower.

“What is you website address?”



“yes,” I whispered, hoping to set an example for him to follow.

“70 Linden Boulve…”


“No. Online… a website… probably something like or”

S-MOTHERFUCKING-IGH. How does this dude work in a library??!?!?!?!?!?!

“I don’t know.”

I glanced longingly at Lisa, who was scanning books.

“Do you have a pamphlet or something back there, they usually put that on the back.”

He fished around and handed me a few — I found it.

“Okay, can you tell me what my library card number is?” I slid my driver’s license across the counter.

“You need a library card?” This was something he knew how to do. His facial muscles relaxed and he stopped screaming.

“No. I already have one, I just don’t know where it is and I need the number to log-on to…I just need the number.”

“Well, if you’ve lost your card, it will be two dollars to replace it.”


“I don’t need a card, I just need the number. You can look it up using my name… I will write it down. That’s it.”

Two dollars MY ASS. Suddenly, I’m wondering if suing Amazon for collusion seemed like it might actually be an easier path…

He did as I asked, I jotted down my number and went to my mother’s house.

After that it was a pretty smooth process.

The Brooklyn public library lets you check out up to 15 books at a time. I went a little book crazy my first time out and downloaded about nine. Of course, you only get 14 days to read them (or listen to them, in the case of the audiobooks I got) so my days and nights were consumed with digesting tales of battered women and space travel and Nazis and stupid privileged white people and World War I and more battered women (note to self, don’t get anymore book recommendations from Elana, her protaganists all end up locked in a trunk.)

I toyed with doing a some book reviews, but um…I still have like 6 books to finish in the next two days. Sorry.

Gotta run. Er… read.

I don’t know what this dog is playing at…

Monday, September 10th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

but I am not fooled!


Monday, September 10th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

Not his face! Not his beautiful, beautiful dreamy face!

September movie reviews

Tuesday, September 4th, 2012 by Dawn Summers

I’ve been toying with the idea of rewatching movies that I already love just to see if I still think they’re awesome. So, I kinda sorta started that this month. I was inspired to rewatch the Nolan Batman series after a conversation with one of my friends that went something like:

Me: “I LOVE Batman Begins!”
Him: Yeah, that one is pretty good. Katie Holmes is in that, right?
Me: No. Katie Holmes sucks and I could never like a Katie Holmes movie.
Him: Oh. I thought she was in that.
Me: Nope.

Batman Begins

So, first things first. Yes, in fact, Katie Holmes WAS in this. Ergo therefore, DUDE, what was I thinking?? This movie SUCKS. I mean, to say it sucked, isn’t exactly right, but good lord, it was BORING AS HELL. It takes like 90 minutes for it to get any place I want to be and then it just rushes through the end and I don’t even get the satisfaction of Batman killing the bad guy. Does Scarecrow live? What was the deal with Scarecrow anyways? BOOOOO. BOOOOO. Stupid Katie Holmes RUINS EVERYTHING!

The Dark Knight

Now THIS Batman was the bees knees! Fast paced action from start to finish… although, again, not really sure what happens with the Joker and the end makes no kind of sense at all. If they have to lie to protect Two Face, why don’t they just pin all his crimes on the Joker? THINK THINGS THROUGH PEOPLE! But I liked this movie just the same and I didn’t have to pause it a billion times because I was falling asleep… looking at you Batman Begins.

The next in the rewind endeavor was The Matrix.

The Matrix might have been the first sci fi movie that I saw in a theater (unless ET counts). I remember leaving the theater thoroughly convinced that the movie was real and we were, in fact, no more than strings of ones and zeroes. I may or may not have sorta kinda ran in front of a cab to test this theory. Sorry, mister cab driver. Allegedly. It mostly held up on second viewing, though, Keanu is pretty bad. Not Mark Hamill bad, but not good.

Matrix Reloaded

I liked all the Mister Smiths. And the Superman stuff. Um. Not so much with the underground hobo world and why is everyone wearing sunglasses when they never see the sun? Do they just not know that’s what they’re for? This movie was fine, not nearly as clever or engaging or believable as the first one…

Matrix Revolutions

Um. This movie was dumb. No, I mean super dumb. Like it hurt my brain matter. Interestingly, I attempted to discuss this movie with my friends who are all super Matrix fans and they all, to a man, insist that the Matrix had no sequels. And then I was all “but, I just watch–” and they were all “Let me stop you right there, Dawn Summers. I said the Matrix has NO SEQUELS. Don’t make me tell you again.” And there were threatening hand gestures like sliding the index finger across the throat and much glaring. So Iono, man, I thought I saw sequels — but I guess not.

So, we’ll see if I keep doing the rewind stuff — so far, the results have been mixed. Maybe I’ll do the Superman series next…anyway, back to the new stuff

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