Two of us arent lonely

If I dont give Linda a mention here, she’s probably remind me about this the next time I see her, so to save that issue…

I have two ladies who help to keep me in a decent state, one is Donna, and the flotation pod, the other is Linda, with her beauty therapy place. You might have already worked out who this is about, though strictly both are involved.

One thing I have found it possible to do in the flotation pod, is to relax so much that the brain just takes me into a state where I was able to let Clara come through for a while, and enjoy the whole flotation in the dark thing. She doesnt seem overly impressed, though it seemed to be growing on her over time. Of course it hasnt happened since the brain went, because I’ve been unable to get over there. But I always controlled when she was free to take over, and when she had to hand back, and she always did as she was told. I assume, given she lasted at least 8 years in the chorus line, she must have been pretty good at doing what she was told, but anyway… There are stories of other things that the girls were expected to ‘perform’ (naughty stuff), but I’ve never asked her about that, lol.

Anyway, Wednesday, Linda had a space large enough in her diary to come and collect me, run me home again afterwards, and do things to me in between. So I got my finger nails filled, and then the main need, a facial. Yes, I’m terrible at caring for my face, and its relaxing, so…

I just tend to relax totally while all this is going on, in truth. At some point, I assume Linda put a face mask thing on me, and then went out of the room while it done its thing. Yes, a few minutes into this process, I felt something changing in my head. Now, first I wondered if it was a seizure related issue, and then I realised it wasnt that, it was Clara coming through! She did have a bit of a fit of the giggles about it all, but yes, she was enjoying it. I stayed very quiet at this point, because I knew if I said a word, it was coming out in an Oklahoma accent, I’ve heard her, so…

I had no idea how this was all going to end up, and then right at the end, Linda tapped the sides of my face, and I was back! Dont get me wrong, it was fun, it was entertaining, but before the seizures, she’d always needed permission to come through, and clearly then, she didnt! As to what would happen if I had a relaxing facial, massage, or flotation session in Los Angeles, or her corner of Oklahoma, I dread to think!

Oh to be able to chat to her when she’s there, thats all I say.

OK, video time, some Abba. For sure, one of us wasnt lonely on Wednesday, as 2 of my lives got together. Oh, and if anyone wants to treat me, I love Agnetha’s dress!

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Suitable home town for an LGBT lady?

One of the things I’ve got into on You Tube since my brain failure gave me more time to view these things, is those silly 10 places you should/shouldnt do various things in. One guy I really enjoy is someone by the name of Briggs, who does these things. They tend to be lengthy, (as in more than 5 minutes) but tend to be amusing, and informative to me about places in the US that I really ought to see/live in, and about places I really need to avoid at all costs. If I can find the relevant one easily, I’ll post it after the song.

Anyway, of late he’s been doing a couple about affordable towns/cities in the US that you might actually want to live in. Well, given I’m going to (almost certainly) need to do medical retirement anytime soon, these hold special appeal to me. OK, 2 issues, the big one being that I dont currently have the right to live permanently in the US, due to being British, and I dont see Dopey Don letting me do that in the near future, and besides with my medical issues getting worse, its not the ideal country for me, lets face it.

The snag with most of these affordable places for me, even if I could move there? Well, lets say that to my eyes, and ears, most of them are not in what you would term LGBT friendly states. So given he asks for ideas for future videos, I mentioned that a more LGBT friendly list of this kind might be handy. I also mentioned that it was a shame that 2 of the towns suggested (which sounded nice) were in an area of interest to me. One was McPherson, in Kansas, the other was Muskogee, Oklahoma, which isnt a million miles from Clara Johnson country.

Anyway, along with a few less than charming words about my comments, someone made this comment

Oklahoma City, and Kansas City are as liberal/diverse as NYC

 

Now maybe I’d be safer in this area than the ‘bible belt south’, (not hard with what Alabama and Georgia have been passing of late), but as diverse as NYC? Maybe these 2 big cities are approaching that, but the surrounding area, including Muskogee isnt? Or is Muskogee fine, really? I must admit, I had no issues in KC, survived fine in Cherryvale, for a visit, but to live in the area? Fine, given my residence issues, living there is only hypothetical, but now I’m curious. I’d love feelings from ‘locals’ (if any see this) on this whole matter.

But yes, I hope this is the only time in my life I’m ever accused of being a right wing, white racist bigot! Mind, there was the Lillian Gish, movie history issue recently, too, so who knows, lol?

OK, video time. Given I then went and checked out Muskogee on Wikipedia, I found out there was a song about the place, so guess what you’re getting. Maybe Clara wont be the only Okie in the physical line yet!

Black is black

For those of those fortunate enough to see both blogs, this is the more cheering event, though its also the one, like so many LGBT related events that I wish we didnt have to celebrate. I know, things were very different in 1947 America, though in truth, it took decades after that before things really improved, and rather like LGBT issues, I’m not certain that its really been settled as yet, especially with the current political situation there. For more details of the events than I wish to just repeat, go see

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jackie_Robinson

for all of the details. The only thing of which I can be really proud is that it was my beloved Dodgers (then in Brooklyn) who took the first move to right matters. His shirt number was 42, and this is why today, all players, on all teams, and tomorrow, for the teams not playing today, will be wearing that shirt number for 1 day. Yes, the first game played by Jackie Robinson, African American baseball player, in the Major League was on April 15th, 1947.

The funny thing is, as the article points out, he wasnt actually the first African American to play Major League Baseball, he was just the first to do so since 1884, and fine, media was pretty limited back then, and segregation was pretty awful back then, so they were conveniently swept over. In truth things werent great in 1947 for Robinson, as players, and teams refused to play with/against him back then, with little impunity. To be fair to the Dodgers, and the MLB they came down relatively firmly on these people, but only so much could be done at a time when racism was sadly rife. Funny thing is, he never played in Los Angeles. He retired in 1956, and it was 1958 before they moved across the country, to become Hollywood’s team.

Oh, and to say the Dodgers have always been forward on equality matters? First team to let a female journalist into the locker room (1974), the first team to have a female lead trainer (2012), and way back in 1941, the first team to get their players to wear helmets! Oh, and probably the only team that will ever have the same person commentate on the team for 67 years too. Yes, Vin Scully, of course.

No, the Dodgers play tonight in the middle of the night, my time (3.00 am start) so I wont see them play, but there is one extra thing for me tonight, a player of course for once, wearing 42, Clayton Kershaw. He makes his first start in the Major League tonight, after injury, having spent the last couple of weeks amusingly, in Oklahoma. I suspect he flew to Los Angeles, unlike Clara, who I assume arrived by train, though that was from Texas, according to her Census records. When she moved to Texas, I have yet to discover, all I know is she left for LA in 1925 at this point. That might need to be one of my challenges in life, discovering more about her, assuming my retirement is made official, after the neurologist has checked me over. So I might yet find her married name, and later life, lol!

Alright, the video is corny, though it might appeal to my male readers. And yes, I’d love a pair of those gold trousers, if anyone is offering…?

 

Hustle to the edge

Fine, I had something to use for the other blog, so under my ‘one for one’ rules, I wanted to add something here as well. Given the other is the blog far more for LGBT issues, I needed to find something else for here. So go for my regular option in those circumstances, a mind control story one. Well, two stories, related in a sense, but…

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

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

Lets just say these 2 characters are great, though the author has written plenty of other good ones too, over the years. No, never met him (He’s in Florida, I sadly, am not), but he’s special to me, not only as a great author, but as a friend who has helped me out more than a bit, since my health has started to fail. Talking of which, if anyone does want to help an ‘old robot’ with back, and seizures issues, money is always welcome through here

https://ko-fi.com/merrybrooks

or you can paypal at robotunit8@hotmail.com if preferred? I think the commission they take is same at both?

I think the play off between Edge, and Jezz is just great. And yes, he doesnt always play fair, which always amuses me too. But the think about story 2, that really amuses me is not them, its the disco. Yes, it has a device that sets the room to any time between the 1910’s, and current day, depending on where the hand is set. As you will discover if reading this (and you should), its set in the mid 1970’s here. So everyone is mind controlled to think they are in the mid 1970’s, you get my drift? Sadly, at the end, the device gets a bit damaged, but my friend, the author assures me that is can be magically  fixed to take me back to the late 1920’s, or early 1930’s, lol. Oh, wouldnt that be so much fun!

So yes, Chrystal Wynd, thanks for the financial support, and thanks for the stories too. Oh, and when that device is fixed, and ready to make me believe I’m a gin sipping, jazz loving, super dancing flapper, I cant wait. Sadly, I’m not sure it will really happen, but… 😉

The video? One of those mid 70’s disco songs mentioned in the story, with some sexy young ladies (definitely not me, sadly) dancing to it. Just think 40-50 years earlier, Miss Clara Johnson did that sort of thing, only in the movies!

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

The world changed?

Fine, I will post a link to the story tonight that inspired me to write this blog, though its more for the concept of the story, than the standard of it, but hey, others might see it differently…?

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

In a sense, I sorted of covered it in one of my stories that only went to ebook (way too many real names of the past), which if anyone wants to shock an old lady, is still available, so…

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/576469

Its an interesting thought, at least more in the sense of my story, as to what you would do, if it happened to you? I open the door, walk out, and there I am, a young chorus girl, off to dance on a movie musical. I guess it depends how much you know things have changed? If you knew something was wrong, you’d probably freak out, but if the world changed, in a way where you were actually said chorus girl, would you really notice any difference?

I must admit, one of the things I’m looking forward to, in Blackpool this year, for the film festival, is the whole 30’s ‘glamour girl’ thing, in her promo outfit, or her dance one, given we’re doing Thats Entertainment. No, even without my back issues, I havent got Clara’s dancing skills, but it would be fun to follow in her footsteps, just once. I must admit, the whole movie actress thing would be fun, regardless, and something I could probably more cope with.

But no, nowadays, in this current world, I’m a 60 year old, (partially) disabled lady, with little dance skills, and a life to live. But if, tomorrow morning, when I opened the door…?

OK, video time. I might have my eyes twinkling at the thought of the world changing for me in that way, but its not going to happen, I’m sure. Alice White wasnt the most talented movie star of all time, by any stretch of the imagination. Her, and Toby Wing sort of got modest careers, with modest talent. I wonder what would have happened if Clara Johnson had got the same lucky break? Alice is actually dubbed here, her singing was, err, that good. Her dancing wasnt great either, but she looked very cute, so…