Just a few quick words

No, the blog hasnt come to an end, its just that  currently my health issues are such that I  have neither the time, or strength to do them. There are reasons for this which I’d rather not go into, OK

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The problem with passwords

The problem nowadays with this modern computerised world is that you need passwords for just about everything you do. Dont get me wrong, its a very good idea to have all your important stuff securely protected, but there are times when it just messes you up. For me, Monday was one of those.

Dont get me wrong, the whole Capital letter stuff, and using a number is fine for all things (and I do), but there are the odd ‘very secure’ site that needs something extra, and I keep a safe list of those at home, because thats the only place I’m likely to need them. If you saw the action I had to do when changing laptop, you dont want to know, lol.

But Monday, I had to take some paperwork in, so they can start the process for getting me my medically related benefits, but what I didnt know was that I had to put something on the website before taking it in for them to confirm, and I didnt know that. Now my username, yes, I know that. My password, not, seemingly. So I had to come home, sort it out, and thankfully my friend, Linda could go in with it the next day, so its all sorted now. Yes, I had to use one of those non letter/number things in the password, ah well… Yes, thankfully, they saw how ‘damaged’ I was, and said I didnt need to go back in, thank goodness. But yes, still felt guilty about Linda needing to go back in, but thats just me!

Yes, I wish someone would fit me with an AI unit in my brain so that I didnt have to remember all these things ever again! Oh, and fine, I’d enjoy that op, anyway.

Right, video time. I know it wasnt the alphabet bit of the password that stumped me, but I still thought this rather apt!

Rotwang, someone still loves you

Its fair to say that outside of Metropolis, and a certain Queen video (yes, its coming), its fair to say that Rotwang’s moment of fame is probably quite limited. I’m probably one of few who have used him in more than one story in their career, and in a positive way, I’m possibly the only one! But yes, fine, he made the perfect foil for Belinda Nicholson/ Frazier, along with Maria in a way that never happened in the film for sure. Some might say I made him a far more entertaining character than he ever was in the film, for sure. To be fair, I did the same for Maria, but anyway…

Sadly (even if it was truly practical), I’d have to now pass on visiting him in September anyway, let alone be turned into a robot, but for a positive reason. Yes I’ve already got the new date for my MRI, 7th September. I will have to use a modern day taxi (probably) to get to and from the appointment, as the others are away at that point (Linda will be working), and I was never really going to get to see Rotwang anyway, but such is life.

I’ve also got a lovely lady trying to set up the medical to confirm I’m unable to work again too. I know, formality, but it has to be done all the same.

Still, hopefully get all this out of the way, then get turned into a robot, yes, I only wish! Could jokingly get turned into a Stepford Wife, I guess, again I only wish!

So anyway, fingers crossed I can get on with the rest of my retired life after 7th September at least.

OK, yes, the video, as suggested, is the obvious one, so just enjoy, and imagine me in Miss Helm’s place, oh please! And if you want to read about Belinda, and Rotwang, and help a poor author

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/406177

Tearing at that brain of mine

Oh, to those who know about both blogs, these arent the same word for word,  just the same subject, as I only felt it fair all should know. And hey, its a different video too, so stop complaining!

Saturday I had another seizure, thats the reason for the delay between blogs. If you want to call it a system failure (more apt for a robot?) then fine, but more strictly, just another brain malfunction. This time I didnt need to go to hospital at the time, as I came round (sort of) after a short while, but still went up there yesterday,  when semi aware again, just to make sure, but got cleared after checks.

Yes, seriously, my organic body, especially the brain is thoroughly busted, but I live at least. But yes, seriously, if anyone has a robot body they want to test out, oh please…! Sadly it means the MRI (Sunday) and follow up EEG (yesterday) never happened, and will need to be sorted out before someone whisks me off to Oregon regardless (love you, Kiefer) to get me sorted out that way. He knows I’ll do as I’m commanded (as a good robot should) once these tests are done, but anyway…

I know, I keep hoping they will stop, but seemingly not to be. Anyway, I’ve officially given up the thought of getting back to work, only have about a month less of half sick pay, so lets face it, organic repair isnt go to happen in time.

Ironic, isnt is, I wanted something weird to be done to my brain, but this wasnt quiet what I had in mind! Still, its been ‘tampered’ with, so I guess I cant complain too much?

OK, video time. Two golden oldies tonight, and yes, I suspect I wanted to be Polly Brown as a child?

When I’m calling Alexa

Its funny, how at a time when I might have been trying to convince American friends that I really dont need to go over there to get all my forthcoming surgery over there, how the NHS likes to keep shooting itself in the foot. Early this week I got to read an article that nowadays, not only do you have to wait the standard version of ‘forever’ for surgery, but now you’re likely to wait about 40-50% longer than forever for said surgery. This is because they have rearranged the salary payments to specialists that it no longer gives them any good reason to work overtime to try and reduce the horrendous backlog, and its therefore growing rapidly.

Of course, as always, if I had the funds to go privately, all 3 issues could probably be looked into, and dealt with, faster than you could blink! Given my American friends tell me that the specialists over there are better than ours, that is hardly likely to endear them to the idea of me having surgery over here! In truth, it probably killed my resistance, especially given it was only recently that there was a report saying that complaints about service (when you can get it) were going up again, how could I do so?

Then came today. Our health service seem to think we dont need to go to medical staff for advice any more, we can all get it from Amazon, via Alexa.  Now, giving that only 10% of the population currently have said service (unless they’re going to provide it to all for free?), we have a problem. On top of that, you have the issue that some people are only going to exaggerate their symptoms, others will make them sound less than they are, and we’re only asking for chaos to ensue. And thats not even starting to talk about ‘her’ issue with understanding some accents, and the numerous privacy issues this will cause, well…

It might well, as stated, save a few people from going to A&E for minor issues, but when she gets it wrong, and someone who needed to go to doctor, or hospital, and didnt, well, the legal people will be happy!

And just think, all the money they are paying Amazon for this service could be spent on something useful, like the ever growing surgery lists! But no, lets waste it this way instead. Ah well…

OK, the video is like me, a real vintage item, its not actually the song title, though many think it is.

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?

Angel of the mourning

Seriously, if anyone cant work out the video tonight, be ashamed.

Its fair to say that my brain seizures made me contemplate my mortality, especially given the effort I seeming put up to try and not recovery, lol. But yes, I’m 61, I’m not getting any younger, and all that. Besides which, if my brain gets much more busted, how much longer do I really want.

I beat Clara Johnson (my previous life) at least, given I can assume she passed away, somewhere around 50, with lung cancer being a good guess at the cause. Of course, Jean Harlow only made 26, so in comparison to those, I’m doing pretty well. Of course, Lillian Gish lasted to 8 months short of her century, Mary Carlisle made it to 104, and Olivia De Havilland  who celebrated 103, only yesterday!

But all the same, when you hear of a healthy young sportsman passes away at the age of 27, seemingly of natural causes, its got to hit everyone pretty hard. Especially when you consider that Tyler Skaggs, of the Los Angeles Angels had only just pitched his game in sequence for the team, in Texas.

Dont get me wrong, I’ve had more than a few people pass away in my life, that I knew, but no one that young. I have no idea how his family can possibly feel, and though I know they wont read this, I want to send my best wishes, all the same.

So yes, even ignoring the currently more minor health issues of mine, like the knees, and the arthritis, even ignoring the more serious ones, like my back/spine, and of course my brain, and one other I’d rather not mention, at least currently, I’m still alive.

RIP Tyler Skaggs, thanks for the pleasure you bought to your family, and millions of baseball fans, especially Angels ones.

I wonder if my acting career will ever reach a point where my passing makes the news, somehow I doubt it.

OK, video time. Juice Newton, as I hope you’re expecting