Here comes the bride?

No, dont panic, not for real, definitely not yet, and probably never, in all truth. But getting to dress up as a bride, well, I would say it was unlikely, but you never know. When I got home from work on Friday evening, a friend on Twitter had let me know about this link.

Or for those of you who like the information in easy form

For this campaign, we are looking to cast a transgender woman, around 21-50 years old, to portray our bride. This spot tells the story of a bride on her wedding day and captures the power of optimism in a real, bright, sometimes heavy, but mostly positive way. This is an acting role (not portraying yourself) so there may be some dialogue required. We’re looking for someone who is dynamic, interesting and able to give us real emotion and a genuine, loving smile. Ideally someone with a story to tell, optimistic light inside, expressive eyes and has acting ability. Script can be provided upon request

Fine, strictly I dont fit into that age range, but everyone tells me I dont look my age, and I’m told my smile is good, so I’ve given it a go, and sent off an application, selling myself accordingly. The money is good ($4500, plus travel costs), the filming is in LA, so what more could I ask? The obvious answers, to have acted more recently, to be a bit, if not a lot younger (I’m sure they are ideally seeking someone nearer the lower end of that age range), but what the hell, if you dont try, you dont know, and as a few friends have said to me, I’m only going to hear the answer “No” at worst. In fact, its what I’m expecting, but if it enables me to get a foot in the door, who knows?

But no, I havent yet looked to see if the Dodgers are at home at all, during filming dates, for some strange reason lol. Though fine, if by some miracle it does happen, I sure will! Knowing my luck, they wont be, but anyway…when I’m a star of multiple TV ads, and living in town, stop laughing, I’m very much only joking now!

I must admit, despite being horribly independent nowadays, I’ve always dreamed of wearing a wedding dress, since the first day I knew I wanted to become a woman, back in 2001, but never imagined it happening. It almost certainly wont, but maybe, just maybe?

The video. Massive clue in the blog title, this time. I know, shock horror…


Under whose thumb?

Its amazing to think that just 15 years ago, I’d never owned a proper computer. Yes, fine, in a moment of madness, I did buy one of those awful, early Sinclair things, but comparing those, even to my (by modern standards) extremely basic PC that I purchased in 2000, like chalk and cheese!

Nowadays, the computing powers of modern phones would knock those PC’s into the dark ages, let alone the more powerful computers of today, of which mine isnt one! It does what I need it to do, fine by that, and all, but compared to some…!

Back then, powerful AI was the work of fiction, and nothing more. Nowadays, its still well behind human computing power, but catching up fast. So, just imagine, fast forward another 20 years or so, and what it will be like! So, what do you reckon, who will be in control of things, us, or them?

Because one thing is for sure, at some point in the future, AI is going to overtake human mental capacity, and then? Will they still be happy to serve us, or will they expect us to serve them? Hmm?

And if the latter, will they let us serve as their human slaves, or will they upgrade us in some way, so we are more like them? Just remember, thats what we are doing with AI at present, making them more like us! So how do you fancy a chrome body, and a mind trapped in permanent obedience to your controllers?

Thought not, though maybe some of us might not object as much as others? 😉 It probably wont happen, but just remember these valuable words when AI takes control of the world, all those years from now!

No, it may not happen, probably wont, but it could, just saying…

The video, well, a rather apt song. One of those long forgotten, under rated ones, unless you’re me!

‘Jean Harlow’ seeks her ‘William Powell’

Alright, I was going to post something different here to this, but it can wait, hopefully end up being more entertaining than a cynical piece about Royal Ascot. Inspiration for this, firmly credited to my friend, Teri Cross Chetwood, btw (pretty sure its not her real name!)

On Facebook today, she posted this (I’m assuming language isnt a concern here?)

I f’ing swear to God, if one more Facebook guy I’ve never laid eyes on asks me to marry him, I’m opening a mail order bride service on here. I don’t know you. I’m not marrying you. And I’m not setting you up with any of my friends. That’s how I manage to keep my friends. By not pimping them out to total strangers!

But yes, it happens, mainly for me, young men from the Indian sub continent, looking for an easy passage to England, who see marrying a local as the best way to do it. Me, I see through them in about 30 seconds, and they get blocked pretty quickly.

Lets face it, if I’m having anyone contact me about love, and romance, he (or she)’s either going to be in the UK, or possibly in the US, most likely about my age, but not in India, and 30 years younger than me! Besides which, even if I was looking for a man to wine and dine me, he’s going to be able to do it, and not just beg me for money to get to England. Seriously, I’m not looking, but as I’ve been told, ‘that person’ might just walk into my life, and who knows where that might lead?

But as I replied

Who knows, I might get to Hollywood next year, find the ‘William Powell’ of my dreams, and we can live a happy married life, as he, and Jean should have been able to. But the words, pigs fly, do come to mind on that front!

Or even of course, he might decide to date ‘Jean’ in Kansas City, in September, where she was born! No, he doesnt have to look like Powell, that goes without saying, just be as sweet as Powell seems to have been to her, judging by most things I’ve read about him. He’d need to be brave, taking on a woman with 15 years of solo living behind her, but I guess I could change, even without my mind being controlled lol!

He might even read this, here in the UK for all I know! But in all likelihood, I wont find him, or him find me, or even exist, far more likely! But lets face it, ‘Harlow’ meeting ‘Powell’ in Hollywood would have to be the ultimate irony, and sweet story.

Oh, the video, something I suspect I’m unlikely to hear, but you can never tell…