Thursday, August 27, 2015It's been years since I regularly watchedAmerica's Next Top Model, so I'm late to Chantelle Winnie.A.K.AWinnie HarlowI saw Winnie on my (@rhondafull) Instagram feed & was moved.Something beyond beauty & curiosity captivated me & I was catapulted to a much earlier time in my life.I never heard I was beautiful, pretty or a good looking child. In family gatherings, I embraced a (perceived or was it self-defined?) position as the smart one; ironically as I envied the "good hair", caramel or brighter skin & light eyes of my relatives.There were few self-esteem building opportunities for me, enrolled (starting from kindergarten) in majority white educational institutions; wherein (forget feeling pretty) semester by semester even my "smart one" self-identification eroded to zero.Seeing Winnie produced so many reactions in me I had to pause.My initial startled response ignited an "aha" (or "duh"?) reminder,NATURE IS NATURALLY BEAUTIFUL!What a great opportunity to remember and affirm my unique reality and the limitless uncommon beauty that surrounds me daily.I am an actress, director, teaching artist & coach.BTW& get half off the cover.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
I was running a little late due to my train going local when I went to a comedy open mic that was for females only. Well, it actually said “ladies only” but these were women, not ladies. I could hear the laughter from a distance. And though I was late and willing to just watch, I was put on the list and made to feel welcome. However, as I sat there listening, I wondered why I still didn’t feel like I found my peeps. I liked different individuals, and I loved the loud laughter in the room. People didn’t hold back like at other mics. The room was roaring when people were funny.
I just felt so disconnected from all the wanting-a-date material. I feel kind of victorious for how long I’ve managed to keep my romantic distance from men.
When I had met the man I eventually married (after getting pregnant by him and needing health coverage), I knew I wasn’t done with my own development enough yet to enter a life-long relationship with a partner. Yet I couldn’t manage to get out of it. I believed if I had allowed myself the time to continue healing and growing, I’d have gotten involved with a more suitable person for me. I was in my twenties and part of a writing group when he and I met. At first, he was so intrigued how four women kept a writing group going for years and produced so much writing. He claimed a group of male artists he was in couldn’t do it. He said it always became a yelling session. Fast forward a year or two, and you can count on every other Sunday (when our group met) he being very depressed and somewhat suicidal. I’d still go to the writing group, but it would change the entire experience. I was right back in my childhood. All us kids outside playing tag or hide and seek, cheeks all rosy, lots of laughter and sweating, everyone seeming to be having so much fun, and I always worried if someone was getting hurt in my house. Would my aunt kill my grandma that day? Was my mother being terrorized? “Tag, you’re it!”
I heard so many women at this mic seem to think they needed a boyfriend when I wanted to congratulate them for not being in a relationship and instead allowing themselves the air to breathe and space to grow.
Our ages are different and our hormone levels are likely different too. These are healthy women born with a libido and wanting to have sex. As some pointed out, that becomes difficult when you have standards. I guess in my younger years, there was no shortage of men wanting to have sex with me. What I feel gypped of is spending my time and energy and love on me and my passions.
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Thursday, August 20, 2015I refuse to be bamboozled by Big Pharma marketing.I don't think women in general needThe incorrectly labeled "female viagra".
Many women MAY need, multiple, sources of stress and anxiety reduced in their lives.But, IMHO, for a more satisfying sexual experienceWomen Need Better Lovers!Not a pill that may1) demonstrate only 0.5 more satisfaction than a placebo2) give 1 in 5 women side efects that include:drowsinessdizzinessfaintingextreme low blood pressure3) pose a harmful interactions with alcohol and contraceptivesRhonda Hansome is an actress, writer, director, coach and stand-up comic. Laugh at her here.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Good Tuesday morning. I put aside for the moment all the aggravating, infuriating, and disappointing shit going on, and I will share with you these opportunities for laughter!
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Last Friday night, our Thursday “She” and I were part of a fun and experimental show at the Starving Artist Café on City Island in the Bronx.
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Growing up and living in NYC, I've enjoyed free water from fountains in every park and most public buildings forever. That is, until when (what seemed) overnight, bottled "designer" water became a ubiquitous, de rigueur accessory; challenging the in-hand prominence of over-priced coffee and expensive cell phones.
I've never been to Colorado. Now with it's Animas River in the news,I'll never drink the water of southern Colorado.
According to the NYT, the Environmental Protection Agency breached a store of toxic chemical-laced water, from an abandonded Colorado mine. Arsenic, lead and "other" heavy metals are spilling into the Animas River, at a rate of 500-700 gallons A MINUTE!!!
That's a lot of crap flowing fom Colorado into New Mexico and Utah!
The original EPA agenda was to plug a minor leak. Or was it a boondoggle in the making? At least one person, in his letter to the editor of the Silverton Standard and Miner, predicted the massive spillage and the hundreds of millions, from tax payers' pockets, for the treatment plant necessary to clean up the impending mess.It's an incident like this that brings out the vulture capitalist conspiacy theorist in me. But no, until all the reports are in, I'll just plunk down $ for H20, probably from some free flowing unlicensed tap, marketed to the tune of three to five dollars a bottle; because that's the American way.Rhonda Hansome is an actor, director, coach and stand-up comedian. Go laugh at her HERE!I'm #NotYourGrandmasComic but #YourCrazyAuntLovesMe
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
I was at the copier at one of my jobs when I noticed that a woman (who had come in for information) and her young child were leaving. It’s a relatively quiet time at work, and I saw a basket of Bronx flags we have that I had made for a special event. The extra flags were lying around and I had put a sign on the basket telling folks to take a flag and wave it proudly. So I walked over to them as they were about to leave, gave the girl a flag, and told her it was the Bronx flag. The mom smiled and thanked me as the girl took the flag. As I turned around to get back to making copies, I was being glared at by two women who work there.
I was stunned for a moment because one might think I gave away their lunch from the look on their faces. But then I had to remind myself that these are bitches. When I use the word, someone has earned it. I do not use it as a synonym for women.What could be bad about giving a 4 or 5-year-old a little paper Bronx flag that we had left over? Staff already were welcomed to take extras for their children. Add to that that we are an educational program. How can this be a bad thing to do in anyone’s mind?
The longer I live, I feel I’m understanding more and more what my mother endured in her life. She was so special; there were those who adored her of which I was one, and there were those who couldn’t stand her which I couldn’t understand. How could one not like genuine and nice? But I’m learning.I am learning.
A former student (my students are adults) once told me that she saw how some looked at me in the office. She went on to say that I had the gift and to just keep doing what I do. She added that at every job, there will be those who will resent me for it.She ain’t kidding. It’s just the way it is. I think they just can’t help it. When we were not given to or were mistreated as children, we all react in our own way. Some think it should’ve been better and try to make it better for others. Some cannot think their parents did anything less than perfect. So no one should have it better. Better would mean their parents were not perfect.
Sometimes, I’m able to sit back and enjoy the show. At the best times, it’s comedy material. At this moment, they are just bitches.
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
I don’t want to judge myself too harshly by my productivity level today.
“Low” seems like a high score.
Here’s to lighter brighter bouncier days.