Hedley Lamarr loved froggy

And the feeling was mutual.
In Blazing Saddles, Hedley Lamarr sat in a bubble bath and called out, "Where's my froggy?" Once he had his froggy he asked, "Daddy loves froggy. Froggy love daddy?"
Rest in peace, Harvey Korman.

Favorite Place: The Burrito Company

Formerly the Australian restaurant, formerly Bijou French cafe, and way back when, before Froggy's time, dive bar. But now, the tiny place on Cass Avenue, across from Landmark Medical Center, may have finally found a permanent tenant with The Burrito Company.

Size doesn't matter - and it's not that small to begin with. But what The Burrito Company lacks in size they make up for in coziness, style, atmosphere, and flavor. And they give you enough food to feed an army on each plate. Seriously, the burittos cannot be eaten with your hands - each one is the size of a Christmas yule log.
The first time I went, they had me at fresh warm nachos and salsas, right when I sat down.

Free chips go a long way with me anyway, but the rest of the food sealed it. Salads are served in gigantic, crunchy tortilla bowls, the margaritas are served in delicious, sugar-rimmed bowls (try the pomegranate, watermellon, or peach), and everything can be as mild or spicy as you wish.
If you are just two for dessert (fried ice cream), the staff doesn't treat you like just another small tip. If you are a party of 8, as we were last night, they'll go out of their way to move tables together. Sometimes a groovy but relaxing Mexican jazz (or whatever you would call it) plays in the background. The bar has flat-screened tvs playing sports. The owner busses tables, chats, and treats you like family.
I live so close to this place. I'm in trouble.

My glass, half full

Coming off of having a new phone system installed at work, a major holiday, and finished a big writing project, I had planned to crash this weekend. So of course, my car died, yesterday afternoon, at 5 o'clock when I so badly wanted to go home. It's still sitting in the parking lot at work. I'm hitching rides from me ole' mum, again. But here's the thing:

I have a nice home, people who love me, and Mr. Bush's stimulus check with which to have poor car fixed. Life goes on.

Classic Toon Tuesday - The Abominable Snow Rabbit

Sure, the "boing boing" spanking noise is funny. But what always gets me is when cowardly Daffy, having turned over his friend Bugs to Abominable, explains, "I'm not like other people. I can't stand pain. It hurts me." If only real live humans were so honest - somebody's gotta be the big white guy's bitch, just not me.

AIDS Walk 2008 and The Agape Center

I'm doing the AIDS Walk again this year to raise money for the Agape Center in Woonsocket, a drop-in program for low-income resident living with HIV/AIDS.
A little history:
An amazing woman named Charlene Maguire, a former elementary school science teacher, founded the Agape Center 10 years ago. Since then the program has merged with Family Resources Community Action (full disc: I'm related to an FRCA employee). In 2005, Maguire spent two weeks in China as a delegate of the National Committee on United States-China Relations, meeting with Chinese health officials about prevention and community programs.
Last year I briefly volunteered at the Agape Center and had the priviledge of getting to know Charlene and seeing how important this program is to the clients. The dedicated employees provide numerous, invaluable services such as (from the website):
  • Case management services in English & Spanish
  • Weekly food pantry
  • Monthly personal care & cleaning products
  • Clothing
  • An HIV library and computer center
  • Meals served Monday, Wednesday and Thursday
  • Presentations by physicians, nurses and other HIV specialists
  • Monthly Fieldtrips
  • Spanish meals bi-monthly
  • Linkages to Family services, financial assistance, and emergency shelter
  • Nutritional counseling & Cooking Classes
  • Special interest classes
  • Linkage to substance abuse & mental health services
  • On-site dental examinations by Thundermist Health Center
  • Socialization activities (i.e. seasonal celebrations and other events)
  • upport groups in English & Spanish
  • Transportation
But, overall, this has become a haven for people with HIV/AIDS. Agape is where they feel safe, welcome, cared for, and supported, instead of discriminated against, worried, alone, without a clue of how to handle life with the disease. For them, the Agape Center may be the only place where they are completely accepted. The world needs more places like that.
The walk itself is so much fun, too. The enthusiastic crowd at Roger Williams Park is rewarded for their efforts with breakfast from Dunkin Donuts, t-shirts or camping chairs (depending on how much money their raised), 93.3 Coast FM is there to give away prizes (last year I won a $50 giftcard to a salon), local celebs - the Cardi's guys, news anchors, Mayor Cicilline, drag queens, and a life-sized Snoopy walking around for the kids (but, if you're nice, he'll give you a hug too).
If you would like to join the walk to benefit Agape, make sure you specify team #131 when you register. Or, if you'd just like to make a donation, please send checks to:

The Agape Center
245 Main Street
Woonsocket, RI 02895

Whipped

I love me some Indiana Jones. Not the, er, 60 year old version, nor the irritating new kid. The original, tanned, scruffy, bookish yet adventurous, nazi-thwarting, artifact-saving old fashioned real man. With his own whip.
Then I see the news headline: 'Jones': Real Archaeologists Don't Have Whips"

Fine - ruin it for me!

Irena Sendler - Holocaust Heroine

Sometimes the good don't die young.

Sendler was a 29-year-old social worker with the city's welfare department when Germany invaded Poland in September 1939, launching World War II. Warsaw's Jews were forced into a walled-off ghetto.
Seeking to save the ghetto's children, Sendler masterminded risky rescue operations. Under the pretext of inspecting sanitary conditions during a typhoid outbreak, she and her assistants ventured inside the ghetto — and smuggled out babies and small children in ambulances and in trams, sometimes wrapped up as packages.
Teenagers escaped by joining teams of workers forced to labor outside the ghetto. They were placed in families, orphanages, hospitals or convents.
Records show that Sendler's team of about 20 people saved nearly 2,500 children from the Warsaw Ghetto between October 1940 and its final liquidation in April 1943, when the Nazis burned the ghetto, shooting the residents or sending them to death camps.
"Every child saved with my help and the help of all the wonderful secret messengers, who today are no longer living, is the justification of my existence on this earth, and not a title to glory," Sendler said in 2007 in a letter to the Polish Senate after lawmakers honored her efforts in 2007.

For more, read Mother of the Children of the Holocaust: The Story of Irena Sendler by Anna Meiszkowska.

Photo Contest


ProJo announced today that it's time to submit photos to their annual contest. I'm not submitting - my camera isn't sharp enough, but I love seeing the winners every year. Plus, there's some money in it for you.

Happy Mother's Day

Mama frog wanted it simple - a trip to the Cumberland Monastery (a favorite place), and thai food. Well, and an angel statue from Hallmark, a sparkly card, and some maple fudge. But I'd give my mom the world if she asked for it.
The perfect weather made it possible to sit and relax at the monastery, watch people walk dogs and kids play. A little girl with a braid climb the gigantic rock with the agility of a squirrel and stood on the top, arms high, victorious, even as mom told her to get down here, be careful, go slow. Moms never get a day off.
If you haven't been there yet, just know that it's the most peaceful place on earth. Even if you don't take on one of the many long walking trails, or go for the many veteran monuments, even type-A personalities like me can be calmed by the atmosphere. That is, after I've taken dozens of pictures (see flickr box).

Christopher Young and Satanic Gays

I didn't know we had types like Chris Young up here in the liberal north. The type who think gay marriage is somehow harmful to everyone and literally thump the Bible.

Young, who has previously run for U.S. Senate and Providence mayor, and has announced his intentions to challenge Sen. Jack Reed this fall, was one of the last people to testify in a House Judiciary Committee hearing that stretched past 11 p.m.
On the subject of same-sex marriage, Young said allowing such unions would “caus[e] the citizens of this state to suffer.”
But it was his comments on the legislators themselves that caused the biggest stir. Young chided committee members for falling asleep, accused them of corruption, of not believing in God and said their need to repay favors drives their legislative decisions.
After Young quoted at length from the Bible, Rep. Raymond J. Sullivan, Jr., D-Coventry, warned him to be careful as such quotations are subject to misinterpretation.
Apparently thinking he’d heard Sullivan say something about Satan, Young asked “You say Satan a lot, don’t you? You like that term, don’t you?”

To me, Young is more funny than scary - he'll never get elected here. Because this is the northeast, because Rhode Island is a mostly Democratic state, and because I have faith in the common sense of my fellow Rhode Islanders, Young will never do anything more than make a fool of himself.

Classic Toon Tuesday - Pepe Le Pew

Of course it's a cliche - and a funny one. Stinky Frenchman + l'amour = le pew. Classeek, non?



Dog's response to spotting Le Wild Cat: "Le yipe yipe yipe!"
Pepe's response to being scratched by Le Wild Cat: "Flert!"
His big line: "You are ze corn beef to me, I am ze cabbage."
They just don't write sweet talk like they used to.

Mayor Menard's secret recordings

Oooh, this is good:
The mayor has a concealed audio/video recording system installed in a credenza behind her desk in her City Hall office.
The device recently came to light during a work session regarding the latest in the battle between the City Council and the mayor over the council’s investigation of whether city employees have misused city resources. The mayor has filed an injunction to prevent the council from conducting its investigation. In the latest twist, the mayor has asked that three council members be deposed regarding the investigation.

Now why would the mayor want the investigation stopped? Hmm...

Another Mill Goes Down

No fire this time, just a good old fashioned demolition. This is to make way for the new middle school.
But I'm more interested on the house behind this mill. It sits at 134 Hamlet Ave, across from Consumer's Propane, a tiny cottage with a slate roof, broken windows, and probably few ghosts.
I'm assuming (hoping) it's classified as historic, and they leave it, instead of knocking it down with the mill. There's nothing else like it in the city, and to me it's beautiful. I haven't started any research yet, but if anyone knows anything about it (other than whose cousin's friend's brother knocked out a few windows and got high in the kitchen), I'd love to hear it.
To see more photos (any good gas men watching from Consumer's must think I'm a nut or a terrorist. But come on - the gate was open), see my flickr box.
And if you venture there, wear sneakers and don't touch any greenery - there must be three kinds of poison leaves. And the broken beer bottles - not cool, people.

(Update) After a bit of online reading, I'm 90% sure that the house shown and a similar but larger building around the corner will remain:
[Planned director Joel] Mathews said that the two historic buildings will be used to house the alternative learning center for middle school students... The other building would be used to house the media technology coordinator.
The city is soliciting a federal grant for $1.9 million to renovate the historic buildings.

The Funeral of Helder Tomar

During the service for 19-year-old Tomar, Marco De Barros told the crowd of mourners, the media present, and the gang members of Rhode Island, "If we keep living this way – an eye for an eye – all of us will be blind."