And Aaron Sorkin provided dialog to show her chops spectacularly.
The division of labor on “The Walking Dead” appears to be along gender lines with the women doing the “stabilizing” home and hearth keeping while the men do the “protecting” with the guns and patrols.
One woman has taken to carrying a gun and sharing guard duty. The lead female character (season 2) chastises her for missing laundry responsibilities and leaving the rest of the female characters to “take up slack”.
The women are in just as much danger as the men but are not expected to be able to protect themselves equally. A woman learns to protect herself and she is “corrected” for it. The men are continually debating about who owns who.
“You’re not Oprah, and I’m not going to be Gail”
there are a couple of things wrong with that sentiment.
Robert DeNiro although I think that I would relax pretty well because he sort of reminds me of the white guys that used to be in the neighborhood. working class like we were so it wasn’t a big deal.
Halle Berry because I make a great friend for pretty girls; all the admiration with none of the penis.
As always Prince but I expect we’d just sit there in each other’s company. I am too old to gush out loud now.
That’s all for now.
These scores indicate that you are a progressive; this is the political profile one might associate with a university professor. It appears that you are skeptical towards religion, and have a pragmatic attitude towards humanity in general.
Your attitudes towards economics appear laissez-faire capitalist, and combined with your social attitudes this creates the picture of someone who would generally be described as libertarian.
To round out the picture you appear to be, political preference aside, an egalitarian with several strong opinions.
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not sure what this means. I assume the scale is 1-100. I like the university professor thing considering my current investigations in that arena
3 weeks in the woods (a real forest) and this was my home. It was more comfortable for longer than I imagined it could be. A little cold at times, always dry and a little too far from the bathroom but all in all an outstanding way to spend my nights.
Fest was outstanding. Found some new crushes and definitely some new friends I want to keep up with. Didn’t work as hard as I thought I would but worked hard enough to know when I was working and when I wasn’t. Lots of laughing with people. I was able to open up to people who ventured close enough but didn’t wear myself out seeking people out. Didn’t spend enough time with friends I knew who were there but was able to connect long enough for a few conversations and many hugs. I think I want a living arrangement that at times mimics the type of cameraderie I find at festival. I get to spend as much time as I want alone or with company. And it ends up feeling good.
Do you still have a friend if you have not spoken to them in years? Do you still have a friend if that person has said that they are un-friending you? Perhaps I am thinking about this in a self-serving way. I am loyal, such that it doesn’t matter if I have talked to you in a long time, I still call you a friend. but what good is that really?
Once I reach out and nothing comes back, what am I to do with that friendship then? Is that over whether I acknowledge it or not. Maybe it is only friendship in memory. “We were friends when…” but that has nothing to do with now this moment. In this moment, who are the people who are my friends and how do I determine that they are indeed friends not just people I know. I know a lot of people. That doesn’t make it a friendship though, does it? It doesn’t feel like it.
I remember when I was in third grade, Mrs. Griffiths class. We had a spelling bee. and the word I had was field. but I didn’t hear field. I heard feel or fill. I couldn’t understand what I was doing wrong because what I heard was not the word I had to spell.
That was an aside. I don’t know if I have any friends. I don’t know what it means. I think I know what it means to be a friend; but maybe I’m getting that wrong too if I can come to the conclusion that I don’t have any.
I’d like to think that I have friends. What if I don’t? What if I’m just fooling myself?
Sometimes I feel alone. Not lonely that’s something else entirely. I mean alone. Like I’m that last of a long line of whatever I am and they aren’t coming back for me and there won’t be any new me and so I’m it. the last, the one and only and I am all that there will every be from here on out. and today, well this moment right here, I am sad about it.
The time is growing so very close to when the option of having a baby using my own uterus is coming to an end. I’m afraid that the time is past and so I seem to hold onto the thought that it is almost past.
I wanted a partner to have kids with. I wanted a family to bring kids into. The last relationship destroyed that possibility. 12 years of my life essentially given over to the beginning, middle, end, and recovery from that relationship. And now here I am, 44, almost 45. alone.
I think back to the almost baby. I do not find myself wishing for it. Strangly. I don’t know if I was right, I do know without a doubt that I did the best that I could at the time with what I had to work with. so I do not regret it. I do sometimes dream of scenarios where it was different. You cannot go back and change the past though. I don’t think of having babies without thinking of that almost one.
I wanted to be a grease monkey – an auto mechanic. I still do. Maybe when I grow up a little more.