While I’m generally an awards show addict there is always one part of the ceremony that can make me change the channel quicker than no other … a bad host. This year’s Billboard Music Awards featured comedian Tracy Morgan as the host. I’ve never been a fan of Morgan and found myself pushed further away by his outrageous Nashville rant in the summer of 2011 when he said that he would stab his son to death if he ever discovered he was gay.
While he quickly apologized and the dust eventually settled, I continued to find him obnoxious. And my opinion hasn’t changed as a result of his work as host of the Billboard Music Awards at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas.
Every time Morgan appeared on screen he was shouting. To me, he’s a one-trick pony who’s made a career out of playing himself. I’m sure there are many who will disagree with me, but I think Morgan was more annoying that amusing.
What did you think of Morgan’s performance as host?
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Today I went to a wedding ceremony that started at 10:30 a.m. I’d never been invited to a morning wedding before so I worried for weeks about what I would wear and had no idea what to expect once I arrived. It was a beautiful ceremony in a lovely building along the river with a city skyline as a backdrop. The music was a jazz trio, they shared a Bloody Mary bar, red wine, white wine and champagne with their guests. A wonderful brunch was served followed by cupcakes rather than a traditional wedding cake. There was a bit of dancing and then, when the newlyweds were ready to leave, instead of throwing rice or bird seeds the revelers waived streamers.
Instead of gifts, the happy couple requested that guests make donations to a local humane society. They made it easy for us by including a website in the invitation. I appreciated this very much as searching for a wedding gift can be a daunting task.
This week, an unidentified man anonymously donated $25,000 to a Canadian animal shelter. The mystery person dropped off an envelope at Ontario’s Humane Society of Durham Region that included the cash and a short note about helping others. The shelter posted the following message on their Facebook page in response:
“Today a wonderful young man came into our shelter to make a donation. He wanted no tax receipt and didn’t want to leave his name. He just handed us an envelope and left. Inside this envelope was a note that said “Life is a lot more valuable than anything money can buy! All I ask is that you help a stranger one day, with no expectation of gain.” In the envelope was a bank draft for $25,000.”
The Humane Society of Durham region is a no-kill animal shelter that relies entirely on the charity of donors to fund its operations and has recently had to postpone surgeries due to a lack of funds.
“I don’t want anybody to know who I am. I don’t want anything for this. I just want to help.” – Anonymous
Today’s wedding wasn’t the first for either the bride or the groom. They both have beautiful homes that they’ll be combining into one so they have duplicates of most traditional wedding gifts already. Most guests at a function as nice as theirs want to give a gift. I really appreciated the fact that they acknowledged this fact and provided us a way to give a meaningful gift.
Have you ever donated to charity instead of giving a gift?
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Many years ago, before the invention of the digital camera, I had a friend who worked in a camera store and helped me to get a beautiful Nikon setup at a discounted price. I assembled quite a few accessories, read a few books and called myself a freelance photographer. I was hired to photograph several weddings and other projects but never found enough work to make a living. Back then, taking a picture was a bigger investment than it is now, because the results weren’t immediate and mistakes could be costly, so I spent a lot of time setting up each shot.
At weddings, however, I enjoyed taking “candid” shots of the bride and groom, the wedding party and guests. These action shots, often taken without the subject’s knowledge, often made for the most interesting photos. Of course, the people that I photographed knew that I was there, that I was a photographer, that I was taking pictures and that they might be in some of them.
Recently, fine art photographer Arne Svenson opened an exhibit consisting of photographs taken of the residents of a building near his studio in New York through the windows of their apartments. The showing, named “Neighbors” featured at the Julie Saul gallery, has angered many of the people who were unknowingly captured on file. He defends his work as follows …
“Some time ago, I began photographing the occupants of a neighboring building through the windows. I’ve lived in Tribeca, in Lower Manhattan, for 30 years, and have built my life and studio here. The area has gone through many changes, and I watched the building across the way built from the ground up. Made entirely of glass and steel, it offers residents views of the neighborhood — and neighbors and passersby views into the apartments.
As people filled the empty units, I was intrigued not only by the implied stories within the frame of the glass but also by the play of light upon the subjects, the shadows, the framing of the structure. I don’t photograph anything salacious or demeaning — instead I record the turn of the head, the graceful arc of a hand, the human form obscured by drapery.
I am not photographing the residents as specific, identifiable individuals, but as representations of humankind. In fact, I take great care in not revealing their identity; the strength of the imagery comes from us seeing ourselves in the anonymous figures of “The Neighbors.”
In New York, people are masters of being both the observer and the observed. We live so densely packed that contact is inevitable — even our homes are stacked facing each other. It is no wonder that street photography was born in this city, and some of the best subjects and most famous works are the results of those who didn’t know they were being photographed or painted.
‘Neighbors’ has sparked a good bit of conversation. While people differ in their opinions — as most do when it comes to art — I believe the images speak for themselves. I encourage everyone to draw their own conclusions after seeing the work.”
I think I would be upset, too, if I had been photographed without knowing about it. If he wasn’t a “fine art photographer” he’d be a Peeping Tom. Maybe he took care to disguise the identity of the people in his shots but the building was identifiable and the contents of the apartments, etc. could be seen. Most, I think, would be angry to learn that their young daughter, for example, had been photographed by some guy across the alley!
What do you think? “Fine art” or “Peeping Tom”.
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I’ve always loved amusement parks. I particularly enjoyed roller coasters and, because the lines of people waiting for their turn on the big roller coasters are always the longest, every trip to a theme park required quite a bit of advanced preparation. Before the internet, we had to rely on advertisements, word of mouth, and pamphlets containing maps that were distributed at rest areas and welcome centers along the highways to plan our day. (My rule was always “stay to the right and we won’t miss anything”.)
Waiting in the long lines was part of the adventure. We expected to wait and we prepared to wait. There was no such thing as “cutting in line” and everyone waited patiently for their turn.
The lines these days at Disney World are apparently longer than ever. According to the New York Post, some wealthy mothers have, allegedly, figured out a way to get around the long waits. According to the article, they hire disabled people to pose as family members in order to jump to the front of the lines. One woman in particular said she hired someone to escort her family through the park in a scooter labeled with a handicapped sign that allowed the group to enter through a special entrance at the front of each attraction.
Handicapped Floridians are being pimped out for as much as one thousand dollars per day and the people hiring the “guides” often think they’re doing them a favor. I’ve heard rumors that some of the handicapped people aren’t even handicapped at all … they’ve simply borrowed a wheelchair so they don’t have to wait in lines.
My blood boils when I see a perfectly capable person walk away from a vehicle that they’ve just parked in a space designated for handicapped drivers (I’d like to sit these lazy fools in a wheelchair, or hand them crutches, for just one day and see if they ever take a spot from a truly handicapped person again), so it’s no surprise that I find this practice despicable.
Apparently, Disney is investigating. But what can they really do? Hopefully, people with legitimate handicaps won’t be seen in a poor light as a result of this foolishness. Of course, the New York Post doesn’t have the best reputation either.
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I remember when The Brady Bunch aired on prime time but I learned to memorize each and every episode in reruns after school. I grew to be a bit of a Brady Trivia nerd and knew all the names of the actors, characters and plot lines from the various seasons. The series, which debuted in September 1969, aired for five seasons and ended in March 1974, was a family situation comedy that has yet to be equaled.
Like most people, young and old, the internet has become an increasingly larger part of my life. I resisted an online presence for a long time. For many years after my friends, family and colleagues were using online services to pay their bills, I was still mailing checks every month. I continued to buy compact discs long after everyone else was buying digital music and I still buy books instead of e-books.


















