I’ll get fat for you

I’m still struggling with my weight, but I’ve been exercising a lot with Pokemon Go.
Evidently, there is something that I love more than a skinny body. It is food. 

Today I had the most delicious pizza. I followed it with a slice of the most delicious chocolate cake. Of course I had beer with that pizza, and for dessert I had a delicious Riesling wine paired with milk chocolate cake. 

When I drink I like to pair it 1:1. If I drink a glass of beer, I’ll drink a glass of water. If I drink a glass of wine, I have a glass of water.

It’s terrible being fat and craving yummy food, isn’t it? But you know food is meant to be enjoyed. The world doesn’t want you to enjoy your food, it wants you to be thin as a stick.

I’ve been very blessed with being healthy, and not having any problems. The truth is I don’t want my heart to have to deal with an overweight gal for the next 25 years or so. 

So now we have Pokemon Go. It makes me go.

I go out walking with the dogs.

I hope this will be my saving grace!

Musically yours, mucho gusto!

Amy Zents

Reflections on San Diego Comic-Con 2016

All my bags are packed I’m ready to go
First class luxury all the way!
There to greet us is Batman’s sidekick
Posing with costumes and props
We took the ferry to the Comic-Con from Coronado
Bikes are nice!
A new place to catch new Pokemon!
Got to see some family while we were there!
Lots of costumes to peruse!
The Fashion show started fashionably late
Zonked!
Mars needs people says NASA
A new emblem for the Mars program
Familiar comic creators
Breakfast time
The Room with a View
Misty Morning
Shorts weather
Vegas Sharks and Elvis Impersonators
Costume contest
Investing in Star Trek
Wonderful water
Cool Con Costume
Posed for battle
Star wars
Year of Wonder Woman
Elevator ride
Jamie from Mythbusters
Sit right back!
Amy and the Bat family
Heading back home to Minnesota
Where’ve you been so long?
Enjoy the ride!

A World of Fantasy & Reality

When we play the video game Pokemon Go, reality and alternate reality converge. The dogs enjoy it because we take them along with us. My husband and I just returned from the International Comic Convention in San Diego..

We saw a lot of different fantastic costumes. All forms of media were represented. However, nothing compares to spending time in the great wide world with the dogs, the sunshine, and Pokemon go!

This dog is part coyote and part Corgi.

Pokemon Go is addictive

I didn’t really want to get involved with another online video game. Let’s just say family was interested in it, so I followed family. I am really happy playing Go. The creatures that you can find are pretty amazing. I also like to be out in nature. I often take beautiful pictures of nature with my camera on my phone. There are beautiful flowers blossoming in the summer.

I am just about to embark on a trip to the San Diego Comic-Con International 2016. When I go there, I see a lot of obese overweight nerds. This year they will be getting lots and lots of exercise! How perfect is that?

True, there will be injuries.

People have to decide what they will focus on. If you’re crossing the street you need to keep your eyes focused on your surroundings.

Drivers do not like people wandering like zombies in the path of their cars and trucks.

Some people have sidewalks which are uneven too, and it’s easy to stumble on those.

I do however think that the world is a kinder and more gentler place because of Pokemon Go

It helps one to get one outside, and get to know their community, and enjoy the companionship of other players!

Hot Wheels Memories!


Today I saw a car that reminded me of one of my old Hot Wheels cars. When I was a kid I didn’t know what a Buick was, or a Chevrolet, or a Ford. Hey, I was growing up in the Inner City. We couldn’t afford a car  We didn’t know how to drive one. I took public transit, walked, or else rode my bike.
I was first introduced to playing with Hot Wheels thanks to my brother. We enjoyed many hours playing with those shiny little cars. Our Hot Wheels zipped along down plastic tracks that we elevated on the backs of chairs and other nearby furnishings. We didn’t have the battery powered Hot Wheels that we saw on TV.

Hot Wheels were powered by us, down makeshift ramps, accelerated by gravity.

There is a car show going on downtown today. Some of the cars look like the cars we played with as kids. The stuff our dreams were made of. Namely, Hot Wheels for big boys and girls who can afford the real thing.

Nevertheless, some cars in today’s car show lineup just look too strange, too big and bulky or too suburban. Those are the cars that we would not pick to be our special car in a Hot Wheels race.

There was something endearing about playing Hot Wheels with my brother and sister. We didn’t always get along, but what often brings people together is the thrill of cars!

Boiled Eggs & Brown Rice

One thing that really saves me a lot of time is cooking ahead.

We always like to eat hard-boiled eggs and brown rice in our diet.

These two staples are the launching pad for many a delicious meal.

When I have a little extra time where I can mind the stove, such as today, a day off from work, I will make a big pot of brown rice, and boil a lot of eggs, plenty to satisfy my husband, and the two dogs who love eggs just as much as we do!

The eggs often wind up covered with horseradish, find their way into salads, or are just enjoyed on their own with a little salt and pepper.

Brown rice, an impetus to make stir fry, rice omelettes, and of course vegetable-fried rice, a family favorite!

When you have a bed of rice, a little hot sauce and butter make a quick meal!

If I could find it, I would show you.

I have a t-shirt I bought years ago at Comic-Con. It says, rice is nice.

So are eggs!

Not another phone book!

Today I opened my mailbox, and there it was, my tri-annual phone book! It seems every few months I’m getting a new phone book for free!
I love books. I truly do.
I even tried publishing my own book.

Bitey Poodle’s Vices

But, in this age of computers I have no need of a printed telephone book.

I imagine some people who are not connected to the Internet need a phone book.

I haven’t used a phone book in many years! There was a time when the phonebook was an integral part of our lives. A bare necessity!

Like the home phone, it’s obsolescence is imminent and inevitable.

I have strange memories from when I was a kid, growing up in the sixties, of the Toronto phone book. It was always dirty in the old phone booths of Superman fame.

Those tired, well-thumbed, nasty fat phone books always had a smell of their own. And when you looked something up it was always that one page that was ripped out!

They conjured up thoughts of winos, hookers, and dirty old men.

I can’t say this phone book won’t wind up at the public library, in the free giveaway box, or in the garbage can. It most likely will.

If someone could give me a good reason to keep it I might, but so far I haven’t found one.

These days all I have to do is ask my voice-activated smartphone via Google to tell me the phone number for such and such a business.

Some people find practical functionality with phone books. Not as reference materials per se, but as props!

Propping up that wobbly cabinet leg or propping open a window or a door.

Surrounded by winners

You’ve heard it said that you become the equivalent of those you hang around with. I am surrounded by winners. I cannot say how it all happened but I can say part of it has to do with my close association with my husband who is an MD, his relations and my relations including my fabulously beautiful, extremely talented sister who sings better opera than Sarah Brightman, in my humble opinion, and my super talented brother who works for a Fortune 500 company and is very active and athletic. Also, not to boast, being a radio announcer where I live in the heartland, I encounter many Superstar people.

I called them Superstars because they have their heads on straight. They are Straight Shooters. They tell it like it is. They are real people and not posers.

Being surrounded by winners helps me to be happy because when I get all nervous and flustered, with my ADHD, I get the advice I need to calm down and move ahead with maturity and soundness of mind.

Today I Met a Dressing Room Mirror 

Dressing Room Mirrors Do Not Lie

I think there is no rude awakening more difficult and disturbing to an overweight guy or gal than to see his or herself in a full-length department store dressing room mirror! 
It’s a good idea to see the state of one’s physicality every now and then.

Honesty is the best policy.

The harsh lighting and the full-length mirror reveals the truth, and in my case, the truth hurts.

So, what can I do about it?

I appreciate that, although silent, the mirror speaks volumes through it’s reflection.

Snow White would not be pleased if she were me. 

The difference would go like this.

Me:

“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”

Mirror:

“I can’t find anything nice to say right now. I don’t want you to smash me, so you’ll have to be the one who decides!”

Me:

“Thanks a lot, mirror!”

Feeling frustrated and fat, I did not purchase the chic pant suit I tried on. The reason? My thighs looked like they were bulging through the flimsy fabric. 

On the display model, the suit looked smooth and smart, on me the suit just looked stupid and strained!

So, no sale.

I hurriedly put back on my stolid dark baggy pants, my long-sleeved T-shirt, and my loud neon yellow & conservative navy-blue Saucony running shoes. 

I left the suit behind in the dressing room. I had enough humiliation for one day.

Needless to say, I have to step up my fitness endeavours.

I will do my best to find my way through to slim down with healthy exercise and nutrition, so next time I meet a dressing room mirror I won’t feel so sorry for myself!.

Comfort may be King, but I would rather be able to wear high-heels, short dresses and strut around like a celebrity fashion Queen!

Let the Reader Beware!

Everything we read online is posted by someone we may or may not know.
We hope that everything we read is true, but underneath we know not everything will be.

We were just watching Irma La Douce and in the movie she lies her pants off.

I imagine most of us do not lie when we post our stories or opinions online. I know I don’t fabricate huge lies about what I do, what I own and where I go. I don’t know if it takes a big imagination to tell tales, or if it just takes an ulterior motive.

The National Enquirer has a reputation of telling tales. One would think in this sue-happy climate, yellow journalism would be a thing of the past. But even other papers besides The Enquirer have been guilty of twisting the truth, writing lies, and padding their stories with lack of proof, fabrications and outright plagiarism.

Yellow journalism is the only kind of journalism nowadays, or so it seems.

We can agree to be honest with each other on our blogs, and hold each other to a higher standard of truth and honesty, and perhaps personal blogs are the only source of true journalism. Who knows? If there is no mercenary aspect behind writing a blog, one can always write the truth and shame the devil!

The reason yellow journalism is so rampant is because it sells. Sensationalism is always in season with the masses. Yellow journalism is often one-sided, dumbed-down, slanted, opinionated, and often untrue.

There’s a lot of bad things happening in the world, and any time newspapers or news outlets exploit a story with loud, salacious headlines, one has to wonder how much of it is true. Let the reader beware!

Musically yours,

Amy Zents