Winning a million?

When the National Lottery started over here in 1994, I used to play a £1 ticket on each draw, even when it increased from 1 draw to 2 in a week. I started off doing the same numbers on each draw, but never had any joy, so eventually I changed it to just getting a lucky dip ticket, but even then I never got more than 3 numbers. Well, once, in Newbury, 2 of us shared tickets, and one of those got 4 numbers, and I think we won just over £100, wow!

Soon after I left there in 2001, I stopped doing the lottery altogether, and apart from a couple of times, when there’s been a big rollover, I havent bothered since! Well, now, strictly I’ve been in a syndicate at work (now in 3rd year), for which I’m a few pounds down over 2 years, but not lost very much. And since then, I havent bothered with any other tickets.

But yes, tomorrow is one of those special draws, where instead of the normal 1 million pound prize draw on the Euro millions draw, there are going to be 40 winners. Now given I’ve never won anything major in my life (and I’m nearly 61!), I think its fair to say that my chances of being one of those 40 would be negligible, if not less! But fine, the disabled old crock is still just wondering, if for the sake of £2.50, I could win a million (no, dont even suggest the Euro millions jackpot!), which would allow me to retire in comfort, a few years early, is it silly to consider buying a ticket? Yes, is the honest answer, but still, maybe just once, lol…?

So, if you dont get a blog on Sunday, then maybe I won the million, and I’ve headed for Algarve, to buy my little apartment in the sun, before Brexit? No, seriously, dont worry, you’ll get a blog on Sunday, I’m sure. But will I buy a ticket, hmm?

OK, video time. I know nothing about this group, just one of those random you tube searches on the word million, and this came up. Its 80’s, its not awful, and no, I’m not one of the women in the video, lol.

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Where’s my body gone?

Oh fine, before anyone says anything I know my spine is damaged, that my knees have been damaged for decades, and that recently my wrists seem to be showing the wear of time, not even mentioning all the arthritis and stuff. And yes, I know, I’ve recently cut back to a 3 day working week because of my back issues, but even so…

Up to the last week or so, if I gave the body a bit of a break, I wouldnt say that I’d fully recover, but I’d be a lot less sore at the end of a rest day. But in truth, I may have run out of luck. I woke up Saturday morning, still sore from Friday’s work, but I thought, I’ve got a couple of days rest, I should be fine by Monday. Yes, me and optimism, and all that? I got through work yesterday, though it hurt, even more so by end of day. Indeed if the bus hadnt been so late in leaving Bradford last night (7 minutes), it might have been a close thing to get it. I would have done, narrowly, but not so long ago, I could do that with about 6 minutes to spare! Yes, and still sore tonight, unfortunately.

And before anyone says anything, its not the weather. Its been dry, been warm by day at least, and yet still the soreness wont ease. No, not been overdoing it either, lol! I hope its nothing more serious, but it seems now that its just not my back that aches, its every part of me!

Yeah, has anyone got a new mechanical body that they need a human guinea pig to give a long term trial to? Just imagine if we could trade in our old body for a new one, like we do with cars! Younger model, pretty, with good dancing skills, name me the price! Or fine, a nice metallic silver, shiny robot body, probably even better for me!

So, if anyone wants to offer…? Quite happy for a full AI interface if its a robot body, if that helps? 😉 Ah well…

OK, video time. I’d love to say this is live, but it isnt. You can tell that, because when her ‘track’ finishes, and Sally actually sings, its not hard to tell the difference! I know, honey, its hard when you’re old, though I can never remember her actually singing live, in truth. 2 tracks for the price of 1

Welcome to Hollywood?

Over on the other blog, I made a few comments about La La Land, which I finally got to see last night for the first time. Yes, fine, watched it mainly for the locations (lots that I’ve seen, or visited), rather than the movie (fine, I guess), but it made me think how tough it must be for those trying to break through in Tinsel Town.

In truth, I accept that my time to do so has probably gone, even if I have been performing more again of late, I cant see the Hollywood studios rushing to sign up a disabled 60 year old, lets face it. As the film shows, its hard enough for the younger ones trying to get their break, let alone a mature old lady like me!

Its one habit that Hollywood has been doing now for about a century, getting the young and ambitious arriving in town, dreaming of becoming a star, and in most cases, failing to do so. The result of that has varied over the years. Sadly, at least one related suicide (Peg Entwistle) due to lack of success, and others who had dreams of fame, but ended up in tiny parts, or in chorus lines, dancing. Yes, Clara Johnson, looking at you, lol. Of course, the irony was, many of those pretty dancers attracted the eyes of wealthy men, who wanted a young, and pretty wife, and yes, in truth, thats all some of those girls did it for, anyway, lol.

I wonder how Clara felt when she arrived in town in 1925, with dreams of fame that never happened, but along came the musicals, and her dancing talents, and the rest was history.

Maybe part of me regrets that I never tried that dream, but maybe it was for the best? Besides which, its easier for young, star eyed American girls to chase that dream, than Brit’s!

Still, all permitting, I plan to be back in town next year, so if any Hollywood producer wants to make me a crazy offer, I’m listening, lol! No, I dont expect a rush!

OK, video time. I wish there was a live video of Rafferty, and this song, but sadly there isnt, and of course, never will be now, I guess? But its one of my favourite Rafferty songs, and so apt, so…

I doubt we’re alone now

OK, someone was messing me around in the flotation tank this afternoon, and my eye would cast a suspicious glance in the direction of Clara Johnson on that front? No, I’m sure it wasnt, but…

What would normally happen is that I’d get in the pod, get comfortable, turn the light out, and then soon after that, the new world type music would start up for 10 minutes, then fade away for 45 minutes of complete silence, before the music starts up again, 5 minutes from the end, to get me ‘back to normal’ again, before the light comes back on, and get out, back into the boring real world again!

Today, well, the music never started up, but my mind quickly blanked out regardless, and after a little while, Clara broke through the ‘barrier’ and proceeded to have her fun, until the music actually started up, as I later found out, 10 minutes from the end! I mean, I thought the closing music was going on a bit longer than normal, but it was only when the light didnt come on, that I put 2 and 2 together, and made mischief! Even more so, when after climbing out, it didnt start the instant filtration process.

Anyway, got outside after shower, and dressing, and reported it to the owner. Seems something had gone wrong with the system, but anyway, I’m sure Clara wasnt really to blame, lol…? I did offer to finish off the hour from when it actually started, jokingly, but no, was never serious about that. But was it Clara making mischief, was she trying to play with my mind by changing the normal routine, who really knows? Suppose I’d just imagined that was actually the start of my hour, what games did she have planned for my mind? Not that I’d mind, but…?

So, when I got home tonight, what did Eric put on TV, and tease me about? Yes, you guessed it, my alien ‘relatives’! That combined with one of those silly Twitter trends, along the lines of ‘Aliens Are Probably Thinking’ as soon as I log into there just amused me no end. I’m one of those who love to think there really are aliens out there, and would love a ride in one of their space crafts, if any happen to read this. I can pass happily on the Anal Probing, but if its the only way I get to fly in an alien spacecraft, bring it on! I’d still love to get a really nice, ideally figure clinging (or reasonably clinging) alien suit for my Birthday, if anyone wants to treat me, if only to see Eric’s face when I walked in wearing it! No, I’m a part time, disabled worker, so paying out for silly things like that, not really going to happen, before anyone just tells me to get one! Being able to get out of it again, having put it on, purely optional! 😉

So today, I’ve had a day where I felt far from alone. Firstly, Clara taking charge, and having her fun, and then the thoughts of Aliens messing with my mind, and/or body, and living here on this planet, or offering me a ride through the solar system. All about as likely as me dancing like the pro Clara was, at Blackpool, but anyway…

OK, video time. Some vintage Tiffany, as an opposite to my day

Good girl gone bad?

I know, from time to time, I mention stories on the EMCSA when I’m short of other blog material, but this one is slightly different. One, I probably could have come up with something else tonight (if I’d seen a news article for my more LGBT related blog before posting there, I would have posted here, what I posted there), but fine, I read this earlier today (free preview, thanks to the author) and was amused by it, so thought I’d give it a bit of publicity. Hey, for full time workers (unlike me), $2.99 is hardly a fortune, so…

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/919107

Yes, we all know fairy tales from when we were young, and how sweetly most of them end, even if they have a few dark moments along the way. And yes, Snow White definitely fits that bill, for sure.

This look at what would have happened if Snow White had gone bad, in a female domination way, is very, very funny. No, no birds were really harmed in the making of this book, lol. I think the dwarfs survived reasonably intact too. Oh, and fine, I’d love to play the role of the Wicked Queen, given the chance!

So, if anyone wants to take an ‘alternate’ look at the long held fairy tales of our childhood, in an adult, and amusing way, then give this story by a friend a chance.

OK, video time, a real golden oldie. I was first introduced to this song, as the B side of the release of Tammy’s most famous song in the UK, Stand By Your Man. But I gather in country music terms at least in the US, it was a well deserved hit in its own right.

I will always obey you

Really been a quiet weekend, and therefore I havent got a lot to write about. So lets do a story based piece, I’m only surprised I havent used this story before, in all honesty.

https://mcstories.com/SubroutineKalie/index.html

Yes, it will surely surprise no one when I say I’d love to find out who did that to Lori, and get them to do exactly the same thing to me! Oh please, mindless drone mode, clad fully in latex clothing, just sounds like heaven to me! Yes, it is quite a bit of reading if you’re starting from scratch, but if that sort of thing appeals to you, or if a game of moralistic ping pong appeals, because thats what Harper does with events, then this is probably your thing. If you do read, you might be amused to find out that Harper may not yet escape the latex drone experience herself, or possibly not?

Let me add, that I have no idea what it feels like, being that enclosed in latex, and at my age, I probably shouldnt now! But equally, if someone presented me with a silver latex catsuit, and a means to get into it, I probably would, regardless of how awful it would look on a 60 year old woman!

Equally, unsurprisingly, I have no idea what it would be like, to be a totally mindlessly obedient drone, like Lori. That might be for the best, but if someone offered to give me the experience for a few hours or so, the chances of me saying no would be less than zero! Combine the two, and well… 😉

Oh, and heaven forbid I have any transphobic readers here (given I’m a staunch LGBT person), but if I have, just be warned, Lori is transgender! I know, doesnt matter, but fair warning, and all that…

Right, video time. Much though I love Whitney’s metal outfit in the video, and all that, this is the original, and in my opinion at least, the best version of this song. The lady who wrote it, though she had no complaints about all the royalties from Whitney, lol

Never rains on California golf courses?

I’m sure you’ve all heard the running joke, most noticeably about it never raining in California? Well, in the summer, and up until the last couple of winters, sadly that had been pretty true. Thankfully, last year, there was rain, solved most of the drought issues, and it seems currently they’re trying to avoid drought issues this winter too.

Last weekend, not only was there plenty of rain at the golf course at Pebble Beach, there was hail too, and indeed I saw a TV image where the complete green seemed to be a shade of white, from that event.

This week, they’ve moved down the coast to my favourite city in the world (probably), Los Angeles, and more specifically, that heavenly place on Earth named Pacific Palisades, where if money was no object, I would very happily retire too. Its gorgeous, relaxed, but close enough to LA for events at the same time.

They were due to start play at 6.40 am local time this morning, on a tight schedule so that they can finish the round before it gets dark again, just before 6 pm. Thing is, when they started, the rain was pouring down, and 40 minutes later, play was called, and they arent even going to consider playing again until 1 pm local time, let alone actually start then. So they’re not going to get far today, lets face it!

I must admit, on my visits to LA, I only remember it really raining once. And yes, when it did, it really did seem like the heavens had opened up. Thankfully I’d been warned, and was in my little apartment at Verbena Drive when it did! But watching the rain pour down, for a short while, and then stop, as if it had never happened, was quite something. As the temperatures soon rose again, it wasnt long before the evidence was gone again, in truth.

All I can say is that I hope that when I next visit Pacific Palisades (hopefully next year), it doesnt feel like I’m in the middle of the great flood, which is how it looked earlier today.

OK, the song choice wins no prizes for originality, just saying…