B. Paul Friedman
Touch magazine profile. My name is Paul Friedman and I write off. The wall poems, which people don't like and good ones that they do. I'm a sports freak.
The last sentence no longer holds true. My interests are dominated by feminism.
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I Ought To Be On My Way Right Now
I need to warn any potential readers who may be about to " view " aka read this that I'm starting without the safety net of an written outline. Now that I think about this, I've clicked on the trash option twice recently so maybe no one but the editor who rejects may see this. Anyways--whatever--I had the idea to respond to a Vocal challenge where contestants are supposed to discuss and elaborate about some passionate pursuit and why it needs to be supported. This will indeed be a challenging task for someone who usually employs bookoodles of disclaimers; once I announced during a fundraising discussion that " I don't like selling and I don't like being sold ", I did end up selling almost ten dollars worth of raffle tickets pretty much out of embarrassment; I used to blurt out accidental double entendres and the like with some frequency. It's maybe something that kind of comes naturally. A now deceased thirty year veteran actor once said that some people are just genuinely funny when I tried to be witty by delivering the classic put down " Everybody's a comedian ". At some point in time one must come to grips with reality; people take umbrage at being served up humble pie .
B. Paul FriedmanPublished about 2 hours ago in FYIRetro Music List
I think I may have two pointless story ideas that together or even separately will add up to a rejected submission or two here. For no particular reason I think I will try a challenge first. The idea is that the late James Marshall Hendrix is easy to write about. For many years, decades perhaps I was convinced that Jimi was about the best musician ever. Something about his lyrics, vocalizations and instrumentals always clicked and resonated. I was impressed by the biography I read. The V+ challenge is supposed to be LGBTQ; I think this means I've picked the wrong musician. Oh, well. Mr. Hendrix supposedly did an adult film at some point, which I don't think I'd care to see; I don't know if it was gay or if it even existed. Lyrically Jimmy gives no obvious hints as to sexuality of a deviant nature; if anything songs like Wait 'til Tomorrow probably put him in the category of traditional ( somewhat, at least ) romance. This song involved a fictionally failed attempt " to run away together. C'mon, Darly Mae, there's no time to stall ". This brings to mind a song covered by Tiffany Darwish ( of Tiffany Mall Tour fame ) , I Think We're Alone Now. Lots of things about J. M. Hendrix' bio seem uniquely of interest but there are lots of things of an average nature there as well, such as the fact that he probably, like the late Michael Jackson used white musicians to his advantage, namely his bass player and drummer.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished 9 days ago in BeatWon't You Take Me, Too?
As best as I can tell, I'll never be a creator that Vocal is loving or a challenge contestant; the latter statement is a reflection on the facts as I know them. Never say never, it's just that I currently am not a V+ member and there are no challenge contests for non V+ers like me. Eventually I'll have to make the decision to pay ten dollars for the right to enter contests and thus perhaps get a tiny number of fellow suckers to perhaps minutely increase my readership. None of this has much to do with the fact that I'll probably stick with Vocal, Medium and the like as my sole publishing platforms. Hubpages, Newsbreak et al will more likely than not fail to even register me as a blip on their respective radars much less come close to publishing anything I might attempt to submit.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished 17 days ago in CriminalCobra Kai 90210
It's been awhile since my salad days here. Maybe they were more like side dish days or something; I haven't typed while under the influence in awhile which makes it a different experience. Maybe I should jinx myself by saying I don't know when I'm going to drink again, if ever. That sentence alone should guarantee my purchasing my first ever bottle of Blackberry Merlot. Here's to sobriety; cheers! Vocal is as best as I can tell experiencing technical problems with regards to reviewing. Well, you don't expect blood from a stone.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished 21 days ago in GeeksRomanticize Before Reading
Kate is great, someone told me once, about herself. The question or a question presented by a Tennessee based service known as The Daily Wire ( or Shapiro ) seemed to be about the relative grandeur of one Caitlyn Jenner. Sarah Silverman's opinion is that Cait ain't gubernatorial and is a rhymes with clot; either that or these people use one another for publicity purposes. I have nothing against a Jenner as a gubernatorial candidate. Ms. ( correct pronoun, politically? ) Jenner stacks up to me with any other entertainer/athlete/politician that I can think of. Of course, the paparazzi doesn't clamor for my opinion of Ms. Silverman's of Jenner's; I just don't resist presenting it. Mr. Jenner ( or whatever ) evidently would not have been a big fan of Renee Richards or something. At some point one may legitimately take issue with, if not insult Mr. J, it's just that the Kardashian/Jenner publicity machine makes it impossible to really damage him beyond a certain extent. He's just great tabloid, if not legitimate media material and I'd date him...well, maybe, maybe not. Photoshopped or even not Jenner looks well preserved and damn politics bores me to death right now. Ask me if I care about two million people sneaking across the border compared with even the outside chance that a transgender person is politically factoring into something. 'fraid not, as we used to say. I mean if the nation isn't starved for this type nonsense we never will be.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished 27 days ago in VivaOut Of Site ( All Right, Up Tight )
I can think of two reasons why I don't have Progressive motorcycle insurance, maybe more than two now that I start typing. I haven't owned transportation in over a decade, so I've sure had time to process this. I've never been someone obsessed with owning or even having use of a vehicle. As I recall, you had to have grown up wealthy to really make an issue out of owning a vehicle. People rubbed me the wrong way who had strong feelings about what type of status vehicle they thought they needed. I couldn't stand the wealthy high schooler in her expensive calf high flimsy moccasins, pounding on the steering wheel of her mother's brand new vehicle, the excuse being that it didn't have a stick shift. She never once mentioned having had a job in her life; other than getting to transfer to an alternative private school, presumably for having behavioral or/and academic issues I never did know anything much about her. Maybe it was an accomplishment that she claimed to have been treated like a kid sister briefly by a biker gang she once ran with. She did seem free spirited, bent on establishing independence from her folks, etcetera.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished about a month ago in HumansFootball, Two Boxers, Life ( Death )
I left a single observation about women playing football out of the last piece I submitted, this being that females have proportionately shorter arms than do males. I mention this because when I played as a defensive player I used my arms extensively to push, shove and tackle.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished about a month ago in UnbalancedIrreverent Irrelevance
Does anyone credit the late ( presumably ) Leonard Bernstein with having been a forerunner of hip hop/rap? I just had to throw that out there being as how West Side Story influenced something I wrote in the mid seventies. This was quite a while before I had any conception of rap which I listen to tonight as I type yet another invisible story. Someone gave me another " like " proving perhaps nothing other than that I duly noted this.
B. Paul FriedmanPublished about a month ago in Humans
