Brainwaves computed, human now ready for robotisation chamber

OK, for those here purely for the serious details, the EEG went fine on Friday, nothing major traced, if anything too boring, I may need to do a sleep deprivation version before the MRI on the 28th, just to see if they can get the brain to give up a few more clues. But yes, this is the ‘weird blog’, you dont want a straightforward description do you? If you do, go to my other blog, its there. So…(reality ends here)

Given that I was volunteering for brain processing, and robotisation, they didnt bother with the boring things like sedation, and restraints, though I wouldn’t have minded if they had! So they did the boring stuff, like attaching the electrodes, and wiring my brain up thoroughly to the system. A couple more electrodes on my shoulders, just to check the nanite progress was satisfactory, then onto the sofa, for the process to begin.

I dont know what voltage they were using on my brain, but in truth, I never felt a thing. Well, maybe a little tingle, but otherwise… Initially I just closed my eyes, laid back, and they started to record, and presumably override my brain waves. After 10-15 minutes of this, we moved on to the next stage, the robotic deep breathing stuff, presumably to prepare my body for the different system I will soon be using for that process.

After that, they started with the flashing light, and the brainwashing stuff, by means of getting me to open, then close my eyes, so that the hypnotic patterns appeared in front of my eyes.

Then that was it. If they have got enough brain data, the next stage will be the robotisation chamber, on the 28th, to complete the process. If not, they’ll call me back, put me to sleep for a couple of hours, and do the full works on me. I’d love that, but I must do as my Masters/Mistresses decide is the best course.

Either way, on 28th, I’ll slide into the chamber, and 30 minutes or so later, out will pop Clara-Bot, totally obedient to every command given to her.

(Reality again)

OK, seriously, yes, the MRI scanner awaits me 3 weeks today, on a Sunday morning. I wouldnt mind in the slightest if Clara-Bot came out, but I wont put good money on it. But should be an interesting experience. I have got to lose earrings that I’ve had in for about 10 years removed before then, that might be fun!

But other than that, I’ll just be glad to get it sorted, and get on with whatever awaits me in life. Mind, if anyone does actually want to turn me into Clara-Bot, before, or after that date, oh please! I might see if I can get into the flotation pod again before then, help me to relax, as I’m told its quite an experience. Oh, and if Donna wants to bring out Clara with some crystal magic, and some spine treatment before that, why not? But I will have to speak with her on that, as I will need transport help to get there.

OK, video time. Kylie Minogue has once or twice given a clue that she might have a robot fetish herself, and this was one of them. I cant imagine Clara having had one, but who knows?

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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!

A mermaid in her tail

Just to mention that 3 people at ‘The MC Garden’ deserve a special mention for this, known as Rosie, Kris, and Legion, though I know for sure that 2 have different names, and the third says she has, so who am I to think, or say otherwise?

Lets just say that Rosie has a mermaid fantasy that makes mine look tame, but comments seem to suggest that she has a parent who wouldnt approve of it, lol? Legion is a wonderful guy, has helped me a ton, and would probably get me a full body mermaid suit (I couldnt do a bikini at 61), including tail, if he could easily do so, and had the spare cash laying around. Kris is just a nice guy who looks like the singer in the video,  though I’m sure he’d deny it.

I think its fair to say at this point that the origin of my back problems goes back before my more serious brain issues, and just to remind people, the spine got damaged, bit of a fracture, and hurt a lot. Then my brain went AWOL, and took my mobility with it. The irony being that the actual back pain has lessened since then. But walking, oh please, no chance. As some might also remember, when I could get around, I was doing a flotation pod thing, to take the pressure off my spine, which was great, but now I cant get across town, ah well…

The mermaid look tends to go 2 ways, both of which end in a tail, which I must admit, would be fun. One is what I’m going to call the Ariel look, which we can call bikini and tail, which might be fine if you’re young, with a good figure, and looks. No, at my age, not going to happen.

No, before you mention it, I’m not even considering the no bra look, lol 😛

The more practical look for a ‘mermaid’ of my age is the one where the tail sort of melds into a ‘swimsuit’ or extended tail, that covers you up, and supports you (critical for me), all the way over the cleavage! Yes, that would sort my spine out, being held in place like that! The big snag, even if I had it, given that I dont live in a tropical paradise, would be where to wear it. They might say otherwise, but I dont see your average public pool letting someone in the water in full mermaid garb!

Might actually be great fun in the flotation pod, but I would either need to be ‘tossed’ into the pod by someone, or I would need to literally get into it by the pod, and flop back into it. Would need to get out of suit before getting out, but hey, you do it in private, so…?

But yes, I must admit, doing that, even only for a photo shot would be a whole lot of fun! So if anyone is offering…

The video is one of those songs, that at least here in the UK, was very much a one hit wonder. The song, and the video is quite crazy, but then again, so am I! And yes, the lead singer isnt Kris, but looks a lot like him!

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

Being Boiled?

Question for readers, a famous pop group, but a song that definitely wasnt a major hit for them, remember it? Answers at end of blog, as per usual.

Today, I had a flotation tank session planned already, which is something I look forward to, for so many reasons. However, sadly I have to report that since Friday, the state of my back, more specifically my spine, hasnt been good. So yesterday, I checked to see if the infra red sauna might be available for a session prior to the float, as heat does it some good. Oh, and as mentioned previously, I set myself up to try it, enclosed in a sauna suit.

My amusement started when it was given to me. Yes, it was a wonderful shade of metallic silver, and elasticated everywhere, to keep the heat in, of course. Oh, and hooded too! Quite seriously, all it needed was gloves, socks/boots, and a face cover in metallic silver, and I’d have had the perfect robot look. Oh fine, I would have loved that, but anyway… I did actually find I was also provided with a pair of gloves (non matching, unfortunately), but only after the event, sadly!

So then, in I go, to be ‘boiled’ (I called it roasted at the time, but boiled works for the video) at 140 degrees, for about 30 minutes! In truth, about 10 minutes in, I stood up, and yes, the spine was a lot more obliging, even then. OK, and to ‘excite’ the guys (and maybe a few girls?), I could feel the sweat dripping down between my boobs, quite profusely, even under the suit!

But yes, seriously, if someone had popped a helmet over my head, I could easily have believed I was being turned into a robot. Sadly, not to be! Yes, I was almost disappointed when the heating bars went off, as my session was over. Mind, I kept the ‘robot suit’ on until it was time to go in the pod, no shock there.

Will I do it again? Oh, absolutely! Would I love to do it with matching gloves, footwear, and face cover, even more so!

Oh yes, and the flotation pod session was fun too. I managed to get Clara to come out to play again, and she even sounded disappointed when the music started back up, and she had to let me back into my mind. Maybe before the dance routine in March, I should let her stay, lol? Mind, she might find my body less receptive to her own to classy dance steps, lol?

Right, video time. A very early Human League song, a while before they became really famous. I picked this video over the standard one, because of the silver outfits. I would say why couldnt I be offered a part like that (I would have been 16 when it was made), but its a Russian movie, in the Soviet era, so that might be why? Therefore I know nothing of the movie, beyond this.

 

2019, the avenue I might be being taken to

OK, if anyone can spot the (almost) line of lyrics, I’m impressed. Well, there are a couple who might get it, but otherwise?

In truth, 2019 is probably the least pre-planned year that I’ve had in a very long time. Lets face it, the May holiday is not only usually planned by now, its either booked, or just about to be booked. This year, not a clue what I’m doing! And though September has got some tentative plans, in the sense that both Kate and I have agreed, both health permitting, that we will get together ‘somewhere’ at that point. Its fair to say that it will in all likelihood be either, Oklahoma, or New England, but beyond that…? No, no commitments!

The one thing that is sure, is that before either of those, there will be 2 trips to Blackpool. First one in just over 3 weeks time, which will be the pre-publicity event for the Film Festival in March, on my Birthday weekend. This time, the latter is already planned as a longer stay, from Thursday, to Monday, as I can do work, and enjoy myself for the whole weekend. Numerous anniversaries that week, and a theme of Hollywood glamour, which should all be a lot of fun. Seems quite likely I will get to have a ‘Clara Johnson’ moment on the Friday of that weekend, for which I might now be a little old, but will be a dream come true. But more on that at the end.

Other than those, most of the known events for the year are of the less cheery kind. Firstly, and most obviously, is the state of my body. How long the back is going to last, even on a 4 day week, even with TLC (including that heavenly flotation/sensory deprivation tank), I have no idea! There is also the fact that I now have big issues with 1 wrist, and I have a hunch the other might only be biding its moment, and…? Given that now, with my wrist damage, that I’d have issues preparing, and cooking a proper meal, on top of everything else, I have been told I ought to at least try for PIP (disability related) benefit payments, because lets face it, my mobility, in a stamina sense is also becoming a bigger issue by the month. I’m sort of determined I will get to March (for obvious reasons), but in a serious sense, what used to be a stroll to work is now getting a challenge at the end. Oh fine, it is a challenge, but anyway… If you want a resolution (ghastly things), that had probably better be mine!

Yes, any politician offering to reduce the retirement age for women can have my vote, lol! 61, I’d be thrilled, 62, or 63 I could see as a target, but beyond that, not sure its going to happen? No, I know, not going to happen in reality, but would help me so much.

OK, Brexit, lets try and be diplomatic. Especially given the government are seemingly terrified of having a vote on their escape plan, rolls eyes. I could give my view on the ‘threat’ from the government that if they dont win, Brexit wont happen, and say that not everyone would be sorry if that came to place. Its not what the voters were promised at the referendum (we found that out within a few days), so is it any wonder that hardly anyone, on either side of the fence wants to vote for it? Fine, I voted Remain, but besides all that…

Alright, lets get to cricket. This summer will see the first ever test match between England, and Ireland at Lords, a pretty historic moment for we Irish cricket supporters. Yes, I’d probably have got an Irish passport at the last renewal in truth, but my Irish ancestry is 1 generation too far back for that. Even more I’d love to do that now, as so many others are seemingly doing. Nothing to do with the Brexit chaos of course. And if you believe that…?

Oh fine, you want some silly wishes for the year, I guess? Things I’d love to happen, but are only likely in my dreams?

Lets start off with the obvious one, which actually gives me more issues than work? Yes, travel. What I wouldnt give for a cute flying saucer/space shuttle, if a passing alien reads this, to whisk me to work, without strain, oh please! There are some ‘Just Eat’ adverts on TV over here, where the motorbike delivery people have bikes that fly, wouldnt say no to one of them, either!

Clearly, with my health issues, I’d love a full body upgrade. Chrome robot look would be heaven, but a more human looking fembot body would probably be more advisable. If so, if it can come looking about 20, with pre programmed dancing skills, I’d love that.

Oh, and fine, I’d love that sensory deprivation tank to really mess with my mind, as well as heal my body. Brainwashed, or mind controlled, while in that pod, oh please!

Lastly, a sugar daddy, or mummy (I’m bi, lets face it) to put this ‘Broadway Baby’ in her own apartment, somewhere warm/hot all year round, would love that. But fine, who would want an old lady like me for that, lol?

Right, lets get to the video. That Friday night in March, in Blackpool. One of the show moments is a local dance team, performing from 42nd Street. (At least) 2 of us are hoping to at least make cameo performances on that sequence. Will be the closest I ever get to replicating Clara Johnson without that new body, for sure! No, I’m certain I wont be this good, but some of this might be involved, so…

 

Part 2 of the year, and the passing of the pre code baton

And so to the second half of the year.

In truth, personal things prior to September were fairly limited. Mainly because I was at work, through the school holidays, covering for those who need the time off.

One sad thing that did happen before then, happened in August. To many, it probably seems amazing that an adult actress from the early 1930’s had survived this long, but one of them had. But eventually that tie was cut, when Mary Carlisle passed away at the grand old age of 104. She was pretty sharp to the end, if less mobile, and for a while she had been the last, and all knew the link was coming to an end, but for those of us who love that era, it was still a sad moment when it arrived.

September saw me going back to a place I hadnt visited in nearly 40 years, Inverness, taking Eric away with me for a few days of fun. Well, as much fun as two people with disability issues can have, anyway. I managed to fulfil one ambition I’d had for about that long, if not more, by travelling the Skye Line to Kyle of Lochalsh. The fact that the last time I was there, the only way to Skye was by ferry, and now a bridge has been there for decades, all a bit strange. There are still a couple of railway lines in Scotland I’d love to do (Oban line, Fort William to Mallaig), and the Cambrian Coast line in Wales to a place I could never pronounce correctly (Pwllheli) that are a challenge for another day, health permitting. There are also a couple of very long distance ones in North America too, though they may be less likely, and trickier to do.

At one point I thought that November would see me doing a Transgender Awareness Week speech in Florida, but it soon seemed that someone was all talk, and no reality, so it never happened. So instead, I headed somewhere nearly as warm for the week, to the Algarve, to give my back some heat before winter kicked in. I wont deny I might have done a little bit of apartment prospecting while there, should the chance arise, and yes, if things work out, my old age could well be spent out there. There is a financial issue (not enough money), and a political issue (post Brexit residence rules) that may stop that, but fingers crossed… A lottery jackpot win before March 29 might be very handy! But lifestyle, and health wise, I could do a lot worse.

Then we come to the old chestnut, my health issue. In recent weeks my left wrist seems to have developed issues, probably due to too much typing, and stuff, for the last 40 years or so. So now I have 2 issues leaving me wondering how much longer work is going to be possible? More amusingly, due to coming 4th in a year long Golf tipping contest on Twitter, I gained £100 for my pains, and thought I’d give some new therapies a try, rather than frittering it on clothing, and the like. So yes, I got to discover just how amazing a flotation tank (sensory deprivation tank) is, and even better, the weightless floating does seem to do my back a lot of good too. Fine, the tank hasnt tried to brainwash me yet, though I’m still hoping!

Oh, and December saw the Works Christmas dinner, in a new dress, in a casino, and my first ever bet in such a place. Yes, I lost quickly, but it was a free £5 chip, so nothing lost really!

Lastly, and sadly, the Department I work in, in their wisdom, have decided to move our section out of Finance, and into a new Collection based group. So unfortunately, just as our LGBT committee were getting ready to do something really exciting, I’m out, as from tomorrow. I cant see me going quiet on LGBT issues, but it may give me less options now, though I have applied for something for the whole Department, not just Finance, but will be over a month before I hear about that. Ah well…

Right, tomorrow I will close the trilogy, with a look at New Year happenings (and possible happenings) on the first day of 2019. But until then, let me wish all my readers, those who arent there already at least, a Happy New Year in 2019.

OK, video. Just a quickie tonight. Its hard to find anything for Mary Carlisle other than a couple of full films, and sets of pictures. But I found this, Bing Crosby singing to her, 85 years ago!