It kills the depression, honey

Musicals did help to kill the depression for some at least, and kept a certain Oklahoma lady in work too. And besides, if I did have any depression, the goodies, and the money news this weekend would have killed it anyway.

This week, as mentioned a couple of blogs back, the golf contest I do generously ran the Fantasy side of the contest as a benefit for some old cancer patient (me, for those not reading), and that, combined with a couple of generous donations on top, enabled me to treat myself a bit. Who me, chocolate, as if I would, lol?

So on Thursday, after the money had arrived, I spent some on that lovely treat. To keep delivery costs down, I took the 3-5 day delivery option, the cheapest available. So fine, delivery was made this morning, less than 2 literal days after order was placed (Thursday afternoon to Saturday morning), ooh! No, I’ve been good, none yet, though tomorrow might be a different matter.

The other thing that helped my mood today (if it needed it), beyond a genuine lay-in in bed this morning, was a letter and online message from various benefit people. Both were formalities, but had to be done, so…Personal Independence (Disability) payments agreed, and back payments seemingly went in bank account yesterday, a nice bonus. Well, it will be when the cash machine is working again at the hospital, but anyway…

The other was disability acceptance, so I can get unemployment pay, without job searching, for the obvious reason I’m incapable of working now, especially in call centres, voice is busted!

Now, if I can only find a way to turn that white, plastic, non full face mask (nose opening, other tiny holes) into a full face silver metal one, lol…? Ideally with matching body suit, but anyway…

OK, video time. For those in the know, yes, its the same video for both blogs. I was going to use a different take for this, but its harder to see Clara Johnson in the other one, to put it mildly. Whereas, in here… Yes, Ginger was in both, no shock.

Crackling Harlean?

But no, before anyone thinks this is going to be about my health matters, you’re wrong!

One of the things I’m now in a position to catch up on, and get inspired by, is the Blackpool film festival next year, which is a bit later next year, not in March, but in May, weekend starting on the 22nd to be exact, and seemingly going on to the 25th, given its a Bank Holiday weekend, so that will be fun.

One of the suggested themes for the weekend is the old dance based musicals, though I think its safe to say that as I will then be 62, I wont be wearing anything quite as revealing as anything young Clara Johnson, and the other dancers did, lol. Something fun, and a dancer type outfit, but crazily revealing, not without very large amounts of personal sponsorship, lol.

However, one of the other considerations involves science fiction films, and one film got included in the discussion, Metropolis. Just think about, and even ignoring my less than subtle robot kink, what could be better for a recovering cancer patient than wearing a full robot bodysuit outfit, able to sit down for recovery periods in the seat that was designed for the Metropolis robot to sit in? And lets face it, if a robot feels the need to walk slowly, well again, its what she’s meant to do? And besides, if me hair, or anything else is in less than perfect condition, even by then, who is going to know? Oh, and yes, fine, I’d love every moment of wearing it, anyway.

Of course, if I needed an absolute incentive to make sure I was fit enough to work at the Festival in May, that would definitely be it!

Mind, I might get some early practice of living as a robot over this weekend anyway. The hair hasnt been cut since March, just before the health issues all started, but all (or pretty much all) is coming off tomorrow morning. Oh, should I mention that at the moment, the only wig that has turned up is the silver one? The 2 redhead ones (a bob and a just longer than shoulder one), the email says will be delivered by Monday, but in the interim, its either the almost bald (or actually bald) robot look, or a silver wig, so well…? I have some old (and I mean as in over 10 years old) silver Lycra type suits that might also get used at weekend, assuming I can still get into them of course? No, as far as I know, I’m not going out at the weekend, and Lycra isnt going to work for outdoor wear at my age, but indoors…

As far as I know, after tomorrow the next time I need to venture out is a week today, for the meet the team get together in Leeds hospital. It was also going to be meet the blonde wig day, but that is now on 29th, as its a day that suits the team providing it, after a phone call this morning. Oh, we got there on call 3, they’d been given the wrong Christian name, so twice said Julie, but she eventually worked out it was me, rang me back, and then… Fine, I’ll settle for one of the redhead wigs on the 24th, lol, unless someone wants to dare me, with a sponsorship payment?

No, despite the subject matter, its not a certain Queen video. Yes, there is a big clue in the blog title though.

 

 

Not looking for Tom Brady?

And that title should confuse everyone, because beyond a passing mention, this blog has absolutely nothing to do with him, its a me/Kate moment.

For those who arent up on facts, Kate is definitely my biggest American friend, and is well up in top few in world, in truth. Thing is, she is definitely, and deservedly, Oklahoma State in college football, and I’m Kansas State for reasons best known only to myself. In NFL terms, she is New England Patriots, as she lives in the area, and I’m Buffalo Bills, again mainly for reasons best known only to myself. Judging by Clara Johnson’s birth area, she would probably be Oklahoma if she ever cared, but anyway…

The thing is, in US time zones at least this last weekend, our 2 colleges were playing each other on Saturday, and our 2 NFL teams were playing on Sunday. For me, both actually happened Sunday, due to time difference, but besides that…to say the teasing on both sides was mild would be to exaggerate the matter! For those who care, 2-0 to Kate, though the Bills gave them one hell of a game, for sure. We certainly didnt give the amazing Tom Brady (yes, I actually follow him on Twitter) an easy time, for sure.

OK, video time returns. Given I’ve only just used Oklahoma, I’ll go with a piece from the late, great Kirsty MacColl instead

 

Alright, the two blogs have got 1 thing in common for a reason

And fine, the reason for that relates to someone who was born 114 years ago today, in Pottawatomie County, Oklahoma, before it was even a state, just, hence the obvious song. Though by the time this became a Musical she had long retired from dancing, and given she died somewhere in the first half (or so) of the 1950’s, she might even have been dead. Yes, Clara Johnson’s birthday today.

The amusing, and wonderful thing is that tomorrow morning marks, finally the MRI to try and see what is the matter with my brain. Well, I’d take the robot body, and an AI mind, but not sure they are available! But yes, Rotwang, if you see this, please…

What a couple  of friends are trying to arrange (given how slow the NHS is here) is to get me over to the US, and get my brain sorted out, as well as something else, long overdue to be dealt with too. One of the things that has been mentioned is getting me over there (quite possibly Oklahoma as Clara’s birth state, as I cant afford LA (can anyone?), and if I do, no prizes for working out my name if I  do, wouldnt that be fun. But yes, I always said I’d get the MRI done here first, so we knew the issue, but finally that happens tomorrow, and after that, I said I’d put my brain, and body in Kiefer’s hands, so…

Yes, at some point next year, Clara Elaine Johnson the second might be writing this in Oklahoma, maybe? Or somewhere else, though the only way it will be Hollywood is if I find someone to buy for me, lol

OK, video. OK, in more senses than one, lol! Well, unless Rotwang has done something to the MRI tube, lol?

A new life for ‘me’

Just a brief note before I get started, as mainly covered it in ‘other’ blog, but for those who dont see both blogs… Yes, its been a while, I know. Yes, ended up back at the hospital Saturday, a week earlier than planned, but nothing major found, so on to the MRI this Saturday now! No, sadly, I dont think it has plans to brainwash me, or turn me into a robot, but a woman can dream.

I promised Betsy this a while back, but first she said to wait for chapter 2, as of more interest to me, and yes, she’s right, and I think its fair to say Chapter 3 will do that even more, but… She’d ‘threatened’ me a while back that she was going to do more naughty things to Stephanie Johnson in the future, and she’s finally getting to that point. Clearly the next chapter is going to bring a lot more, mind…

Though she has told me she’s not going to be turned into a robot, or sent back to the 1920’s as a flapper, though how much I believe her, no comment. So probably alien, or mermaid transformation or something, but fine, I’ll find out soon! Yes, I think its more fun when you know the face behind the stories, especially when its somebody like her. So yes, go read  https://mcstories.com/NeedToServe/index.html if you arent already. She’s a great writer, just saying…

I know, my name is Harlean Carpenter, but there is a reason behind it. Mind, if someone has his way, I might soon be Clara Johnson, possibly living in Oklahoma, where the original version was born! We will see, we will see…retired dancer, quite possibly!

To be fair to Betsy, I’m not the only one on the sharp end of her scribe at the moment, though to be fair, the ‘Rosie’ story is very sure, but I’m not sure I will get off as easily!

Right, video time. Talking about my future life, lets go back to something I did in my teens! No, not me in the video, but doing these songs, absolutely

 

Shuffle off to…?

Well, but for events of about 5 months ago, I’d now be thinking about a holiday in the US  next month, teaming up with Kate for a week or so. As to where it would have been, we will never know. At the time, prior to the first seizure, it was safe to say it was down to 2 options, New England, or possibly Oklahoma, for one very obvious reason. Yes, it might strictly be Kate’s home state, but it was someone else that I would have been going there for, also from that state, Clara Johnson! I suspect New England might have won out anyway, but we will never know for sure.

Mind, if someone has his way, I might be retiring to Oklahoma as Clara Johnson! No, I cant afford Los Angeles, which is where I’m certain her life ended, but anyway…But yes, I might (if even possible) retire as Clara Johnson, but somewhere slightly warmer in winter, lol! Someone might suggest Oregon, lol?

Its funny, I was watching a video on You Tube last week, the 50 cheapest cities to retire to in the US, and both the big cities in Oklahoma made the list. Mind, a lot of them were either in the ‘frozen’ north, or in that Deep South area which wouldnt be suitable for an LGBT lady like me! Yes, a reason why they are the cheapest areas, not the loveliest to live in.

The funny thing is, assuming I get cleared to fly to the US is now where my next trip will be? If it is later this year with Kate, a lot of the US, including New England is going to be a ‘bit’ chilly by then (given its not going to be September, and October is doubtful), but whether she will think something through, who knows? Otherwise I think Oregon might be possible, and I might end up a whole new woman, though doubtful that will be a robot one. Oh, I wish! Mind, I’d settle for an AI brain replacement for starters, lol. Now wouldnt that be fun? Even more so if it came complete with young, Clara Johnson body!

In truth, actual holiday plans now are more likely to be next year, but who knows? Getting back to the retirement list, as a link to the video, and to Clara Johnson, one from the frozen north list, Buffalo. I’ve got to be honest, this is one of very few sections of film that I’ve seen her in where she’s not dancing, once the musicals kicked in. Yes, its 42nd Street, she did dance in the film, a lot, but all she gets to do here is a little singing, and to look cute in a rail sleeper carriage, with another girl, little minx! Mind, I did once, a very long time ago shuffle off to Buffalo, but in a car, with my partner at the time. No, we split 20 years ago, and I have no idea where she is, if even still alive, as she was a bit older than me!

 

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!