Shanon Angermeyer Norman
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Gold, Published Poet at allpoetry.com since 2010. USF Grad, Class 2001.
Currently focusing here in VIVA and Challenges having been ECLECTIC in various communities. Upcoming explorations: ART, BOOK CLUB, FILTHY, PHOTOGRAPHY, and HORROR.
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FruFru and Pootzygirl
Frufru was born in Yonkers, New York. Pootzygirl was born in Thonotosassa, Florida. Frufru was raised by European immigrants who were naturalized Americans. Pootzygirl was orphaned at a young age and grew up with guidance counselors and guardians. Frufru went to Fashion and Design school and was the Personal Apprentice of Cruella Deville. Pootzygirl took classes at many different schools learning from many teachers and considered herself a philanthropist and an entrepreneur. Frufru wears the most expensive name-brand garments, drives the most expensive cars, always has her hair, make-up, fingernails, and outfit, worn to perfection. Pootzygirl forgets she has hair, loves a good cape, and is happy when she has a comfortable pair of shoes that make her feet happy. Frufru likes gourmet restaurants and shopping at elite specialized boutiques. Pootzygirl likes art and beauty, and feels satisfied when she can accomplish fulfilling a need without complications or heartache. Frufru is scared of animals that are not pets like cats or dogs. Pootzygirl loves all animals and prefers being outdoors if the weather allows. Frufru thinks everything said or written is just nonsense. Pootzygirl thinks everything said or written is absolute truth. (In the comic book depictions of these two characters, Frufru is depicted as the "Villain" and Pootzygirl is depicted as the "Hero".) The writer does not think of them that way. The creator of these two characters is a "Bipolar" woman, who struggles with her own "Frufru" self, and her own "Pootzygirl" self, every day.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Fiction
50-something women get hobbies
I love decorating - always have. The women of my family were good at many things especially cooking, shopping, and decorating. When we were little kids, we just had to go to school and we got to free-load and enjoy all the delicious meals and holiday magic that our mothers created all throughout the year. Year after year, until that horrible day: Graduation. Oh no! Now I'm officially an adult and I'm expected to know everything these amazing Divas know. Huh? Me? So I embarked on the quest of the job and apartment. I had a few good moments in my 20s. My little studio apartment in Hyde Park was thrifto-cute. My townhouse in North Tampa with my roommate Tammy was stylish and welcoming enough for visitors. My tiny pad in Keansburg, New Jersey was more affordable than glamourous, but definitely qualified the word "efficiency". Yet in all my 50 plus years of living here or there or anywhere, I've never really had a "home" that I could say was decorated to perfection.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Viva
Handprints in the Sand. Top Story - October 2025.
A poem titled "Footprints in the sand" ends with the three words "I carried you." No one poet gets full credit for that famous poem so most of us who know the poem simply agree the byline goes to "Anonymous". As a longtime fan of the poem, it gave me hope and peace on harder days. Upon more current analysis of the poem, I wonder why "footprints" got into the title instead of "hands" if the poem's big bang ending is "I carried you." I suppose it was a group effort between feet and hands. I've always noticed my feet and hands. The shape, size, and the particular markings that may make them very different or unique. Hands seem to have more personality traits (or marks) than feet. Whether you are a gypsy mystic witch reading palms to guide a confused soul, or you're a police officer studying the fingerprints of criminals in data base files, you have seen that the hands of different humans have very distinct and unique markings. Like snowflakes, we all have hands but the designs are all unique. I learned how to read palms at a very early age and have kept my eyes on my personal "road map" for my entire life. Both of my palms show two major markings (Triangulum and the Letter M) which some mystics believe have significant meanings. However, my right hand and my left hand also have unique attributes and markings that show different routes as if looking at different maps. For example, I could say my right hand shows the map of my life in Florida, while the left hand shows the map of my spiritual life, not here on Earth.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Humans
Teacher Lesson Plan 1: Business Changes
Excerpt quote from online research: "In 1906, Sears was a flourishing catalog company that had just launched a highly successful initial public offering. The company went public under the name Sears, Roebuck and Co. after completing the construction of an enormous new headquarters and distribution center in Chicago, which totaled 3 million square feet of floor space over 40 acres of land. Sears advertised the new complex as “the largest mercantile plant in the world,” and included illustrations of it on the backs of its catalogs. It was a heady time for the company, but not everything was running smoothly." Internet 2025.
By Shanon Angermeyer NormanExclusive • 3 months ago
GenXr Review on Internet Websites
I remember my first email was [email protected] and I got it during a computer class I was taking at Junior College. I was still typing my essays on a word processer. (I didn't have a cellphone or a laptop.) I got my first E-machines computer after I transfered from Junior College to the University -- during the time when "The Matrix" movie was gaining popularity. I had dial-up service with AOL and the first social media type of platform was a college version of Facebook because most of us online were doing our chatting through AOL chatboxes. I've had many computers since that first E-machine, and many servers since AOL, and I've seen lots and lots of new websites. I've watched how powerful computer technology has been in regards to shaping our communities, our politics, our economy, and our futures. Those who choose to unplug or go off-grid, I don't blame them for that choice. I understand completely why the soul needs to recharge with a nice road trip or camping trip or just retiring in a log cabin up in the mountains without the beep boop bops and other technical headaches.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in 01
Finding your groove in the 50s
How come we don't have a show on television called 50-somethings? There are plenty of shows with the kiddies as stars, or the teens as stars, or the 20 and 30-somethings as stars. They even have movies and shows for the silver haired folks in their 60s and up club. What about the 50-somethings? Where's our movie or show? When I was younger I had all kinds of guidance. The Breakfast Club helped me through high school. Sex in the City helped me through my 20s. Comic books and movies helped me through the 30s and 40s. Now what? Whose representing the 50-somethings journey and pathways? I feel like I have no guidance. In a way, I like that. I'm too old to be listening to a drill sergeant or condescended to as if I haven't been around the block. Yet, there's still a piece of me that is uneasy and insecure about navigating on this new territory commonly called "over the hill" or "after the change". Big changes, big accomplishments, yet not much art or literature for guidance or reference as if the 50-somethings are in unfamiliar living situations. I trust my own instincts and judgements most of the time, but I do feel a discomfort of not having more movies and books to use as a reference for this phase/chapter of my aging experience.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Viva
Netflix Spins a New Hit with Monster series
Netflix subscribers have come a long way. Long ago we waited for our DVD to arrive in the mail to watch the latest flick. Then RedBox took over the new movies on DVD point of interest, and Netflix evolved into a subscription channel for anyone who could download the app or add the channel to their cable package. While some Netflix subscribers who are into Horror and Fantasy shows may still be patiently awaiting another season of "The Witcher" or "Stranger Things" (like me) we've had to find other shows to get on with, and I found the Monster series on Netflix an acceptable replacement along with "Wednesday" (the girl from the Addams family) which only aired 16 episodes at 2 seasons. Fans into Goth Theater like this kind of stuff, and Halloween lovers tend to enjoy the Horror Genre. It seems that Netflix is carving out a niche in the Horror and Fantasy genres by serving their subscribers a buffet of spooky entertainment. I'm satisfied, and applaud the Netflix Big Dogs for switching to Fan Servitude over stuff like "13 Reasons Why" which was simply too controversial.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Horror
Bicycle Graveyards are Growing in China and Elsewhere
Do you remember your first bicycle? How old were you when you learned to ride without training wheels? Did you ever get so balanced that you could glide without your hands on the steering wheel? I did. I loved my bikes when I was a kid. My first bike was a tiny rainbow colored bike with plastic fringe dangling from the handle bars and training wheels that sounded like a train on the boardwalk at the beach. My next bike was a yellow banana seat bike with the groovy ram head curved up handlebars and the tall curved metal back post. After that, I got my first big name bike (A HUFFY!) and it was sooooo cool! Pink, my favorite color at that time with a fat cushion motorcycle-style seat. It was tough and hardy and the thick tires could handle multiple terrains from cement to gravel to mud. I could write a whole book on all the adventures I had on my Huffy. After that one, I got my "young adult" bike for my 12th birthday present. It was new and totally different from any of the previous bikes I had. A 10-speed bicycle with gears that changed and thin tires for faster speed. The ram curved handlebar style was flipped upside down so that my body leaned downward for aero-dynamics. It was cool. I learned how to balance so well on those thin tires that I could practically ride it like a unicycle, hands off the bars. I think the 10-speed bike was the last bike I ever owned that I actually got to enjoy riding, though I've had several bikes since that time. That bike must have cursed me because any bike I've tried to enjoy since that 10-speed has been some kind of nightmare. I wanted to share a bit of my personal feelings about bike ownership or biking in general before I talk about the main subject of my article: Bike Graveyards.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Wheel
Remember to Visit our Tri-City Parks
I love the outdoors. People probably wouldn't say that about me because I stay home a lot and surf the web more than I go for long outdoor walks. It's because I live in Florida and in my opinion we only get 4 pleasurable months: November, December, January, February. That's about the only time of year where I can go outside without getting attacked by mosquitos or drowning in my own sweat or having an asthma attack or getting so burned by the sunrays that I look redder than a lobster. Last year I wasted my favorite four months and didn't get outside as much as I wanted to. Not this time. I'm very happy that October has arrived, and I can't wait to see what my walking legs can do this winter. First thing that comes to mind are the public parks. While I've been hiding out in my little backyard area when I want some nature time, I absolutely adore walking through big parks and preserves and seeing new plants and flowers and trees. I've gotten around to many of the parks in the Tampa Bay area so I'd like to share my memories with you and recommend the ones that I remember. The great thing about this list of park recommendations is that all of the parks mentioned below do not have an admission fee (although some of them have a parking fee) so if you have a tank of gas, you can go see these parks and enjoy all the beauty they have to offer.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Earth
Teachers with Magazines Help More Students
Sharpen your number 2 pencil, make sure the zipper on your backpack works, tie up your shoelaces, and put your cellphone in your locker. It's October, and public school has been back in session for over a month. The students who were experiencing some sort of jet-lag feeling in September (after a long hot summer vacation) are now coming out of their comatose. The teachers who spent September trying to get to know their new students are now wondering how to up the interest of their students and reach all of the students - not just the Teacher's Pets or the ones who treat the textbook like a personal Bible. We all know the Back-to-School blues, and it's hard on the teachers and hard on the students no matter if they ride the bus or walk across the street to get there. So as a former English teacher, I've decided to share my opinions for any teachers looking for some fresh ways to inspire their students. The posters look great and they're all impressed with your technological advancements, but I do have an old-school idea that just might help.
By Shanon Angermeyer NormanExclusive • 3 months ago
