Retribution

No good deed goes unpunished…

…but carry on anyway.

That sums up my thoughts on the topic of retribution today. But who said it and was it worth saying?

Two candidates for the first part. The late great Oscar Wilde – whose shoulder I pat whenever I pass his statue on Adelaide Street in London. (Other passersby keep him in fresh cigarettes.) And various Americans, including Clare Boothe Luce.

The second part is me.

But was it worth saying? Yes, back then, for the truth of it.

And now? Less so. But repeating it may let me escape retribution from Ramana, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Padmum, Shackman and The Old Fossil  – the other members of the Loose Bloggers Consortium, for failing to post on this week’s set topic. But if you’re disappointed with this meagre offering, I have something exciting coming soon.

In the meantime – girls, music and books.

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The dream isn’t everything…

You got a dream? Well dreams cost… But more importantly, scroll down for a very cute clip below.

Sure, I have dreams. Since you ask, Maria. And I work on making them happen. (Not as much as I should or could, but still…)

But what if your dream requires such singled-minded determination as to leave no room for anything else? Is that dedication? Just what it takes?

Debbie Allen as Lydia Grant laid out the deal thus: You’ve got big dreams? You want fame? Well, fame costs. And right here is where you start paying … in sweat.

Fair enough. But I hope – I believe – that you can get to walk the dog and still splash in the puddles. (That’s why this clip is here, but you have to click on the quote to see Fame.)

I hope I’m right. This