I’m raising money for the ASPCA to spay and neuter cats to reduce the numbers that are euthanized every year. Please support Charlie.

I have been working on my own neighborhood by trapping cats and having them spayed or neutered. Six cats have been caught and released since September.

A Buddhist, Jew and Christian are all praying together… It’s sounds like the beginning of a joke, but it’s not a joke. There were three of us women getting ready to dance a traditional hula, known as kahiko. Now why were we praying? You can imagine that there are far more young women dancing. Well, we were the three out of about seventy-five women who were having our periods. While you may think that is too much information, let me explain. Apparently, the Hawaiians considered a woman on her period as impure, and so she wouldn’t dance kahiko then. This “impure” thing was completely foreign to the other girls, but it’s quite familiar to me–the Jew.

So for me this was the first time I have ever prayed with a Buddhist, and a Buddhist and Christian. Well, maybe she was…she wasn’t sure what to pray. I wasn’t either, which is why I asked earlier in the day.

In case you’re wondering, it went well. The period did not interfere with my ability to dance. I can see the point of praying. It’s to focus you on the dance and its meaning, instead of “can anyone tell I’m having my period?” (otherwise known as “can you see my pad?”)

It’s that time again. Actually it started on Monday, and I have been writing each day. You can see my progress this year on the widget in the sidebar. I’m trying to get quite a few words ahead because I will be missing a couple of days of writing this month. The first day when I probably won’t write is this Saturday. I have a hula and Tahitian show, and although the show is only about 3 hours, it’s an all day thing for me to get ready. It’s amazing how much time is spent preparing for an event.

I promised more dating stories, so here’s the next. I him The Pussy because after 3 missed phone calls, he made up that I wasn’t interested even though we had emailed a few times and texted once. He had no spine. The one phone call where we did speak was rather short because he had something to do. I let him know he could call me later, which he never did. He wanted to call me back in 10 minutes after picking up some tickets and while driving. And there was that one text: “Hi” that I got instead of a phone call. This was apparently supposed to cause me to swoon and immediately text back. Needless to say, I didn’t.

He wasn’t the first spineless guy during my recent foray into dating. But he did make me wonder where all the real men are.

The worst part of this string of oddities is that it takes weeks to weed through dozens upon dozens of emails to find even one who is worth responding to. Then only a few of those make it to phone calls. None of the phone calls so far have gone any further.

I got it into my crazy head to attempt dating…again. I had been spending my time doing things I like to do rather than dating until a month or so ago. Since then I have “met” some interesting characters. I have yet to meet any in person for various reasons that you will learn as I describe them.

The latest I call The Interrogator. He seemed interesting enough to talk to on the phone. However, the phone call was a barrage of questions delivered like bullets from an automatic weapon. I think I got to ask two questions. I wasn’t opposed to meeting in person. I cannot tell that much by phone calls, and I was willing to make the effort. He asked about meeting, but my lukewarm response must have turned him off because I haven’t heard from him since. It has been 6 days. I wasn’t available this weekend, hence my reluctance. Although after thinking more about the call, I think the real reluctance comes from how the conversation went.

I have met some odd ones recently that has left me asking where the real men are.

I loved Star Tours. I’m sorry to see that it’s leaving Disneyland. I wonder if that is true for Disney World as well. I think I rode that ride 10 times. I know that when I took my son to Disney World, we rode it 3 times. I think we rode it twice at Disneyland. Disneyland isn’t that exciting, and Star Tours was the best.

I would love to generalize and say that this list is what everyone learns, but it would be the truth. I’m only providing 10 lessons for brevity.

Here’s what I learned:

1. Relationships must complete you as a person.
2. There is a such a thing as “the one,” and when you meet this person you will know absolutely.
3. Men and women do not want the same things. Men want sex. Women want commitment.
4. Once you meet the right person, you will live happily ever after.
5. Marriage is the end-all goal. Anything else is just plain crazy.
6. True love consumes you–every thought is about the other person.
7. Bad boys can be tamed.
8. If you’re not in love, you’re miserable.
9. Prince Charming will come.
10. Love conquers all.

Nothing on this list has made my life any easier.

Dr. Demento broadcast his last show this weekend. Did I find this out from listening to his show? No. I didn’t know he was still on the radio, but his silliness will be missed. I found out from Salon.com. I have to agree with the article’s author that with YouTube, it’s no surprise that Dr. Demento is off the radio. I own a boxed set of Demento classics. My son and I laughed ourselves silly many times. Thanks to Dr. Demento for bringing silly music to everyone…well, almost.

Here’s my favorite: Star Trekkin

Here’s my son’s (at least years ago): Boot to the Head.

He also thought Fish Heads was funny, but had no idea that it was on MTV when MTV started.

My mother knows all the words to this one: Witch Doctor

It finally arrived after waiting just over two weeks. I thought I would be able to walk into the store and get one then. I was wrong. I used my son’s iPad until his graduation when I gave it to him. It wasn’t terribly useful at the airport the day I was there–too many people on the wi-fi.

I finally saw Ricardo on Nurse Jackie. The “Bleeding” episode. He was wheeling out a “dead” body when Zoe yells. I have been watching closely for awhile.