Brazilian superstar Xuxa (SHOO-sha) meets with some of her retired troupe of dancers, known as the Paquitas, to talk about their mothers and about being a mother.
I remember this short film by artist Richard Corben being screened at the 1971 World Science Fiction Convention in Boston.
One of the many — many! — things I had to do during my last trip to Phoenix was see about getting my father’s old car started. Why he didn’t trade it in when he bought a new car a few years ago is something I don’t understand, but so be it.
The car is a 2001 Ford Focus wagon with under 13,000 miles, and because it had been sitting in the garage for a very long time, that’s only a thousand miles per year. Heck, I used to run twice that much, averaging 40 miles per week on foot!
I already knew from my previous visit the car wouldn’t start. I had checked the oil and the antifreeze, but when I turned the key to accessories there was nothing. Using an ancient battery charger my father bought as a joke gift for my mother 50 years ago — that she did not appreciate — I charged the battery. It took and held the charge.
The engine cranked but it wouldn’t catch. So a couple of weeks ago I had the car towed to a garage. Thanks to a small engine repair class I had taken, I knew the problem had to be in the fuel system. This video link should start at a point that shows exactly what the garage found. Starter fluid got the engine going, but the fuel pump was shot.
I’ve been a Netflix customer for 13 years. Ten years ago I took advantage of the streaming option for Internet Explorer the day it became available to me, and I bought a 1st generation Roku player 8 years ago. Today, another Netflix milestone has been reached, because I have cancelled my DVD/Blu-ray subscription. It’s an online world, fer shore.