Possibility of MORE Gilmore Girls To Come On Netflix

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Please say it will happen.  Pretty please with sugar on top or perhaps, 4 teaspoons of sugar in an extra strong coffee so that I can type faster.

No, this isn’t an old story.  This is new in March 2017.

Word has it that Netflix’s chief content officer, Ted Sarandos has had a preliminary talk about more upcoming Gilmore Girls episodes with writers and creators, Amy Sherman-Palladino and Daniel Palladino.  Notice the word “preliminary” is said.  It’s not carved in stone, nor is it evident whether the Palladinos have or will ever consider it.  Add to that, the fact that the main cast of GG is moving onto other projects and it may not be a go.  By gawd though, fans can only blow out birthday cake candles and make that wish as it’s out of our hands.  Well, at least we can voice our wishes on every mag or paper that writes about it.

When the series was cancelled in 2007 after the Palladinos had been left out of writing and producing the last season due to contract disputes, fans were left less than happy about the ending of the series in two ways.  First was the ending in and of itself but, most importantly, whomever took up the writing and producing of the final and seventh season, didn’t do the finale justice.

Nearly 9 years later, the original Palladino Duo, Amy and Dan, signed up with Netflix to do a 4 movie-length series named “A Year In The Life”.  Not only did it deliver more up-to-date content but it was as though time had moved along without us noticing those missing 9 years.  Though, I must say that there were times when I yawned at what appeared to be thrown in and wasted scenes such as the Stars Hollow Musical, Rory’s farewell escapade with Logan and the Life and Death Brigade which was almost akin to an LSD trip.  However there were other moments where a box of tissues to wipe eyes and noses were needed as tears streamed down faces with Lorelai and Emily’s fights and tensions, Lorelai and Luke’s love, tension and marriage and a few other occasions that were tear-jerking in a good way.

A lot of the old cast made its way back to the 4 episodes, even if only for what might be considered brief or cameo appearances.  It was novel to see them all again though some of them weren’t absolutely necessary for the series to continue and still aren’t.  It’s ok if some of the cast can’t commit to more.  One of them would be Melissa McCarthy who has become “too big a star” to have the time.  Jackson could go too as could Lane’s hubby and the band.  They were great reminiscing but, that’s about as much of a role as they needed to play and would need to play.  It’s possible to go on with the series without them now.

There was a lot left wide open for new story lines that could carry the show to go on.

  1. Emily’s life and what she’s going to do with it since moving to Nantucket.  Is it really where she will stay or is there more up her sleeve after a bit of a break from Hartford and the DAR?  There’s plenty more room for a bigger story for Emily to come, including whatever happens between her and her new beau/boyfriend.
  2. There’s Lorelai and Luke, their marriage, do they move, how do they incorporate being parents to both of their daughters as well as now….grandparents?
  3. Does Lorelai buy the old manor in the middle of Stars Hollow to expand her Inn and keep Michel with her?  How does she do it and what happens from there on in with her inn?  Who gets the chef’s spot or does Luke’s diner get all of the business?  Maybe, Luke runs both?
  4. Who is Rory’s baby-daddy?
  5. Does Rory smarten up and go on to grow up and be the mother to her child that Lorelai was to her?  What does Rory do with her life while raising a child?  Does she live with Lorelai and Luke and they help raise the baby?
  6. Does being grandparents and perhaps, raising Rory’s baby at least half of the time, make up for them not being able to have children of their own as a couple?

There’s a whole world left wide open to these characters yet to be written into scripts that could bring the show into the present time.  It’s already had the hallmarks of doing that in those 4 episodes that Netflix so bravely and wisely decided to bring out and together.

From my little corner of life, there’s not only plenty more room for more but, there’s also the fan base if they don’t wait too long to do it.  That’s key here.  Don’t wait too long.  Nine, almost 10 years was far too long for a revival.  Keep it warm while the fans are still hot and longing for more, Netflix, Amy Sherman-Palladino, Dan Palladino, Lauren Graham (Lorelai), Alexis Bleddel (Rory), Scott G. Patterson (Luke), Kelly Bishop (Emily Gilmore) and the rest of the cast that wants to join in, which will hopefully, be most of them but we know, not all of them.

Netflix has my vote.  What about yours?  Comment!  Let’s hope it brings this up to Netflix, the Palladinos and the cast’s attention.  We vote YES.

 

New Piece Up Today On My Newest Blog

If you haven’t yet visited my latest new blog, please go take a look.  It’s usually humorous, filled with a lot of satire and funny sarcasm with a dry, witty sense of humour.

Some of the entries will be more serious in tone but, always just an opinion.

Enjoy my latest piece/pieces HERE.

Be Well,

Pondering Life Too

I Know Who My REAL Friends Are

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I know who my real friends are because…they are there for me when I’m down, not just when THEY are down. They are there when I need an ear, shoulder/help, not just when THEY need them. They are the first to say, “yes” when I need help, even if I don’t ask because they know that I do it for them. They are there to share the good things that happen too, not just call me or come to my door when something is going wrong and they need something. They fill me in on what they’ve told me and have been worried about, no matter how it goes because they KNOW that I am concerned for them and, they don’t forget about filling me in or letting me know what happened along the way or, when the storm has passed and they’ve moved on because they know that I will let them know the outcome of my situations too. They call me just to see how I’m doing, not because they have a problem or expect me to do something because it’s “expected” from me. They are as concerned about me as I am about them. They aren’t playing a game, texting someone else or cut me off to take a better phone call or do something else they want to do while I’m pouring out my heart to them because they know that I’m all ears when THEY are pouring out theirs. Most of all, they WANT to be around me and make the effort to do so as I do with them. I know who my true friends are. They do too.

You Don’t Know Me From My Writing

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Why is it that a blog writer can write piece after piece on all sorts of topics and get no comments, likes or attention however, when there’s a piece that someone disagrees with, there will be comments.  I mean COMMENTS, half or better which are unfit for other human eyes and need to be deleted or dumped into the trash bucket. Poor trash bucket.

There’s a game that bloggers play it seems. They tend to like one another’s blog without having read more than half to one entry.  Sometimes, they don’t read a word.  It’s like an advertising campaign to get another blogger to like their blog in return.  These are not the people I’m talking about here.  They rarely leave nasty comments, if any response at all because that’s not who they are or what they are about nor, why they are around in the first place.  The ones that I’m referring to, are those who have used a search engine to find information, find a piece in a blogger’s blog and proceed to insult the writer.  Oftentimes, the comments are so raunchy that they cannot be approved for the public to read.

In the nearly 5 years now that I’ve been writing this blog, I’ve learned to become a bit more bold in what topics I write about.  Most of my pieces are of the “Opinion” category which technically means that I’m writing my own thoughts and opinions on a topic that either someone else has brought up with me during a week, some news story or perhaps, simply a personal experience that has evoked both thoughts and emotions in me enough to write about them. In other words, my blog is what has been inspired by something or someone who gives me the impetus to write something on it and, even though I have often researched facts for the piece, it’s written from the perspective that I, personally have derived from that topic and those facts or experiences.

When I write something, it’s because I have a) researched the topic and written the piece with what is known at that time about the matter I’ve written about or, b) it’s purely personal opinion or experience.  None of them are invitations for personal insults nor, the type of pathetic comments that I have had to trash because they would cause my blog to become an X-rated place.

The saddest thing of all is that none of the insulting commenters have read many or perhaps, any of the other hundreds of pieces that I’ve written.  They judge me according to the one or two pieces or the singular topic that they’ve chosen to read.

Let me get one thing perfectly straight to those who have comments like that.  Yes, this is the internet and you are somewhat protected behind your computer screens in saying whatever you wish to say.  However, take note that you do NOT know me because you’ve read a piece or two that I’ve written on a topic that you have had interest in reading.  You may think that because of your anonymity behind the net that you’re feeling freer to say what you want to say, let me assure you that I can also see through you with your comments especially, the horrific comments that I’ve had to trash.  Intelligence levels are showing when a commenter decides to defer to personal insults and attacks or crude and rude comments.

Before someone goes off into those types of comments on a post or subject, I invite you to read other pieces I’ve written first.  I can pretty much tell which of the rude or insulting commenters have read what pieces and why they are resorting to such low-level comments or personal attacks.  If they have read more than the one piece and commented on one or more with vulgar or thoughtless statements, they have tied or connected one to another of similar topic or content and think that they know me as a person to attack or simply because it’s easy to sit behind a computer screen bravely insulting the writer.

From my little corner of life, don’t look now but, for those types of commenters, you have shown yourself and painted a picture of who you are that I and others can see right through.

Have a wonderful day and remember…you don’t know me because you’ve read one of my blog pieces.

Blessings

 

Dear Prime Minister Trudeau: A Canadian Letter On Dealing With President Trump

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Dear Justin:

We know that your good looks, charm and ability to awe crowds with your speeches and our money has gotten you as far as The Donald’s rants and lunatic acts have gotten him but, the time has come for you to actually act like Canada’s Prime Minister by standing up for Canadians with Trump at the helm now.

Your endless trips, handing out money all over the globe may have to be curtailed because you have Trump to deal with now and it’s going to take a lot of thinking, not charm or boyish good looks to win this one for the Canadian peoples that you have been sworn in to serve and protect.

It’s a well known fact that Canadians are polite and will try not to ruffle feathers however, that tactic will likely not work on Mr. D.J..  Giving him a congratulations and an extended hand to shake then, traveling off to other foreign countries or yet your 10,000th trip across Canada isn’t going to cut the mustard with a man who has more money than God and a mouth to boot.  Just as you don’t know what you’re doing as Prime Minister because you were never really a politician (no, you can’t count being the son of one), Trump wasn’t either.  Equally, just as Trump got into The White House because voters were fed up with politicians in Washington, you got in because voters up here were fed up with the status quo in the Conservatives.  Oh yes, and your pretty boy smile and muscles and…well….let’s not forget that you have your father’s last name too.

Let’s not forget that Trump is like a bull in a China shop while you’re still playing the role of the nice kid in the playground, giving out candy to be liked.  It isn’t going to work on Trump.  He hates candy and nice kids.  He wants to go out there, build walls around the country and grab women’s p*ssies.  Still want to play ball with him nicely?

Prime Minister Trudeau, do you think that you could grow a pair as well as a real back bone and stand up for the voters in Canada who voted you into office, keeping our rights and wellbeing in mind as you engage in politics with President Trump?  Do you think you could stay in one place long enough (Parliament would be nice) to build a strategy for dealing with Trump when he dumps Canada’s sorry arse into the Atlantic or Pacific ocean or decides that another wall between our two countries would balance out the one he wants Mexico to pay for?  Or, will you simply hand him over the money, straighten your tie, gel your hair and go on with your days in office?  Please don’t try to hone your Twitter skills.  Trump has that down pat already.

Canadians may be a polite bunch, eh?  However, we can guarantee you that there’s enough Canadians who will put on running shoes and march the streets of the major cities in Canada if you aren’t on guard for us.  Despite the cost of gas, our Loonie being worth nothing against the green back, we can still get to those cities to protest loud and clear.  Don’t make us do it, please.

Sincerely,

The Canadian Peoples

 

Happiness Part V: We Know Too Much

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Day in and day out, we are being bombarded with information.  Some of it will be correct and some of it will prove to be incorrect yet, we will absorb it all as though through osmosis.  Whether we are truly paying attention or we’re subliminally and subconsciously picking it up, we have most of that info, rumbling around in our brains somewhere and it’s acting upon us like a slow release pill, coming out in dribs and drabs. It’s likely that we don’t even recognize that info is there or that we’re utilizing it in one way or another.  Our brains are wonderous machines with a filing system that makes computers look like toys.  Reality is, we know far more than we need to know and it’s causing us both stress and distress.  It’s a road block to being happy.

Remember back a few entries ago when the scenario of children being happy was the centre point of that piece?  If not, you can review it here.  Part of the reason that children are generally happy is that they don’t know enough to be un-happy.  Not only have the brains of children not developed enough but, they don’t know enough to be upset, stressed, worried or any of the adult things that we, as adults, have come to learn to do.  They live in moment because they can’t really foresee much trouble in the future.  Ignorance is sometimes, bliss.

Let me give a scenario here that may help demonstrate that point better.

Two men are in a car, stuck on railway tracks.  They cannot move back nor forward.  The elder gentleman in the car has a form of dementia and is busily reminiscing about days gone by that he remembers with fondness.  The younger gentleman, fully able to compute the dangers of what is happening, is trying not to frighten the older man while trying to start the car again with no success.  Off in the distance, he sees the faint lights of an oncoming train and keeps trying to start the car, filled with panic now.  The elder man is completely unaware of what is happening and continues on his trip down memory lane with pure joy and delight, laughter and a smile while beads of sweat drip down the younger man’s forehead.  Finally, in vain, as the train approaches rapidly, the younger man exits the car, opens the door of the passenger’s side and drags the old man out of the car to safety.  The train soon demolishes the car into a tangled heap of metal before coming to a stop.  The young man tries to catch his breath while the elder gentleman simply says, “why did you stop me?  I wasn’t finished my story.”  Both men experienced the same situation.  The difference in their reactions were simply that the younger man knew what was going to happen while the elder man was blissfully unaware of the danger lurking down the tracks.

None of this is to say that we shouldn’t be aware of dangers or ignorant of facts nor, uneducated.  What it is saying is that we are overloaded with information that oftentimes, is false, misleading and most importantly, un-needed.  We can’t be child-like because we now know too much.  As a matter of fact, we know more than we really need to know and that, in and of itself, causes stress, distress and un-happiness.  We are now incapable of simply living in the moment and being amused with simple things like the taste of our coffee, the smell of freshly cut grass, the clouds that are floating past us above, the purr of our cat, the sound of a stream, a song that we love or many other of the most soothing and amusing things in Life.  Instead, we are analyzing everything silly, thinking about what lays ahead, how much damage it’s doing to us and the world, some study that proves that the caffeine in our wonderful tasting coffee can kill us or how the water in our bottle of water might pollute the earth or be polluted by the chemicals in the plastic bottle or wax that lines the paper take-out cup is toxic.  We’re usually reading or listening to the news which is filled with doom and gloom as that is what sells air/paper time and we’re using technology devices such as our cell phones to look up more crazy-making information.  The list is endless as to how information is slowly not only taking away our happiness and ability to be happy but, is potentially causing us stress that will or could kill us sooner or later.

How many shootings do we need to hear about before we can say, “there’s a lot of kids, killing others with guns”?  How many studies have we all heard, read or talked about that eventually get reversed or at the least, changed because newer studies have proven differently and yet, we’ve given up that great tasting coffee or bread or eggs and, it’s now not only ok to have them but, we find out we should have been having them all along as they’re beneficial to us?  How many car accidents do we need to see on the news at night with people we never met, don’t know and never will know before we get the idea that driving a car in today’s world and in traffic or driving distracted or impaired, can kill us? Do we really need 24/7 news stations that cover a story live and have “experts” on panel to discuss every nuance of the situation?

The bottom line is that we have far too much information floating around in our heads that not only don’t serve us beyond simply having a fact/knowledge but, are harming us in one way or another.  It’s all certainly a stumbling block towards being happy.

If you want to feel a bit happier,

  • Turn off the news or put down that newspaper
  • Quit Googling or Binging or whatever search engine you use for a bit
  • Turn off your cell phone or use it to actually CALL a friend or relative and enjoy talking to them instead of texting or ignoring them.
  • Stop taking every study too seriously because it will eventually turn out to be changed or reversed by another that will follow.
  • Either turn up your favourite music and sing or dance with it or, listen to the birds chirping, the stream sounds or your cat purring for a change
  • Watch a comedy or inspirational movie instead of a horror, police or crime show
  • Read a book or story with an inspirational message behind it
  • Buy yourself an adult colouring book and colour for a change.  Heck, get out the crayons and colour a child’s colouring book.
  • Ditch the “Know-It-Alls” who are walking encyclopedias but, are as negative as hell
  • Limit time with or eliminate those people who are bringing you nothing but headaches or demands for you doing something for them
  • Spend more time with people who make you feel good and most of all, make you laugh
  • Get silly. Roll down a hill, play with toys, splash around in a local pool just for the fun of being in water and weightless or buy yourself a teddy bear.  Seriously.
  • Stay out of your head and thinking for even an hour a day.  Just pay attention to things around you that are soothing and relaxing.  If you can’t find that, find them in your memory bank.  They’re there, believe it or not.
  • Be thankful for what you have right now even if it’s not your dream situation
  • Set aside a worry time of 20 minutes where you write your worries out into a dollar store notebook then shut the journal and tell yourself worry time is over until your next planned session then, get on with something light, silly and funny

These are just a few ideas.  There are plenty more.  If you’re going to Google anything, search for ways to have fun.

Stay light, stay laughing, stay away from people or information that brings you down to a stressed out level as much as possible.  Just be.  Be in the moment and enjoy the little things in Life.  Be happy!

Blessings, Love and Light from my little corner of life to yours.

 

Why Do Vegans Proselytize

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I’ve had it up past my ear lobes with Vegans lately, trying to turn Society into Apostles of Veganism.  Do they not realize that it’s akin to having a religious cult coming to us and trying to get us to convert to their religion?  It’s annoying to say the least. To say it as it is, I’m ready to strangle the next Vegan who tries to spout off how superior they are for their menu choices.

By all means, if strawberries, almond milk and quinoa are your thing, eat it until you look like one or many of them.  I won’t stop you.  I honestly don’t care what you eat or don’t eat.  That’s your choice.  Remember that point.  It’s not mine.  Get it….it’s not my eating choices.  It’s yours.

Yes, I know you’re going to spout off in great detail as to how inhumanely animals are raised and slaughtered.  Don’t bother bringing out the Power Point presentation as I’ve heard it all before.  Really…I have.

Hormones and chemicals secreted in meats and dairy products especially, just before slaughter?  Oh, snap…no!  I’ve never heard that before.  I don’t have Google and don’t know how to look things up.  Gosh, I must learn how to do that.  Maybe, I haven’t eaten enough Acai?

I’m not about to get into the entire debate about eating whatever and the arguments one can bring out on both sides of the coin. However, I do know a few people who have put their cats on a Vegan/Vegetarian diet (obligate carnivores for their systems) and the cats died.  Wonder why?  I also know people who have put their small children, babies and toddlers onto Vegan/Vegetarian eating patterns and not supplied the necessary supplements as they grew so, the children have health issues now.  Again…wonder why?  To add one further point, I know Vegans/Vegetarians who will go to great lengths to spew out how we are saving animals, they love animals etc. but, will not have a cat, dog, fish, bird or any other form of animal nor, take them into their care because “they make messes in their homes”.  Just “WOW” is all that I can say when they get to that point.

Let me say this as simply as I can.

I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU EAT.  I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DON’T EAT.  I DON’T CARE IF YOU EAT LIKE A RABBIT.  YOU ARE NOT GOING TO TURN ME INTO A VEGAN UNLESS I SUDDENLY DECIDE THAT IT’S WHAT IS RIGHT FOR ME.  

There, I’ve said it.  I’m sure that I’m not alone in saying what millions of meat eaters want to say but, fear getting into a debate over.

Whether you’ve chosen to be a Vegan, Vegetarian or you’re an Omnivore, you have the right to do what you wish.  It’s your choice but, respect the fact that I have mine and I really and truly do not want you in my face about your eating patterns.  If I want to know about your eating patterns, I will ask you.  You don’t need to ram it down my throat, ok?

Ok.  Enough said.  Point across.

Blessings, Love and Light from my little corner of life.

(Addition Jan. 25, 2017:  Dear Readers, I will no longer be reading, approving or responding to comments on this blog post.  Thank you.)