Living just to find emotion

Having done a piece about Pride month on my main blog, I wasnt going to push it quickly on this blog as well, because there are now more than a few that see both. Anyway, a few guys in Boston must have caught my feeling (another clue to the song), said hold my beer, and did something that they knew would get me on the subject, and yes, they’re right, it worked.

As I have said on blogs before, I only wish we didnt have to have all these Pride celebrations, because being LGBT, and all the other letters would really be a simply matter of so what? One great big melting pot (no, that definitely isnt the song), and we all get on in harmony. Maybe some day, but not in my lifetime, I’m very sure.

How much do I have to say? Pride came about because LGBT people needed something to celebrate, to make up for the abuse, and other stuff (especially in the past) have had to put up with.

However, in Boston at least, according to 3 guys, we’ve taken things too far, and straight people now need to celebrate their straightness, because we’re being mean to them. If that is the case, Boston must be the only city in the world where this is the case! Even in the very diverse cities, like San Francisco, I thought we were all nice to all the straight people anyway?

But so it seems, going by the news, these 3 ‘very abused straight’ men have put in a request to Boston’s leaders to have a Straight Pride Festival. I hope my readers are laughing at the need for this, or if nodding your heads, what the hell are you doing here?

As is so often the case with anything like this, some activists had already started delving into these 3 hard done by men by the time I got to the piece. Shock horror, they are right wing, white supremacist, anti LGBT group leaders. I know, who would have ever thought that?

At this time, the request has gone to Boston’s representatives, and they havent replied as yet. I know, rules have to be respected, but seriously, I hope its the fact relating to the ridiculousness of the request, and that they’re laughing at it, to some level at least. Oh fine, I know its wrong, but if there are ever some people I’d love to infect with a LGBT virus, they would be the ones. I know, its coming down to their level, but seriously, the day that white males are being put down by LGBT folk, I can safely say I wont live to see it.

Maybe if we do have this parade inflicted on us, and assuming they’re at home, maybe a baseball team might fancy being the ‘pink sox’, or the ‘rainbow sox’ for the day?

Now where were those construction designs for the lesbianator…? Kidding!

OK, video time. I did think Boston, but then I thought of something that so many LGBT people need to do. Oh, and not Journey, but the Post Modern Jukebox version

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Girls just seem to be dumb

No, before anyone jumps to assumptions, this has nothing to do with bimbos, and entirely to do with me.

One thing I have discovered in the last month, and a bit, post seizures, is that I have good days, when both brain, and body work to a reasonable degree, and other days when one or other is misfiring a bit, and the odd day when neither are all that great. Then you have this morning.

To be honest, when I got up this morning to start the day properly (as opposed to the 2 bathroom breaks overnight), I felt a bit off. Well, bit is being kind, the brain was just about functioning, and that was it! I mean, I could joke about knowing what its like to be brainwashed, but fine, it wasnt that much fun, and besides, no one was actually in control of my mind, quite literally!

I just about managed to get enough co-ordination together to make my breakfast, take my meds, and things started to improve a bit after that. I wouldnt say its been my greatest day thoughts wise, but I’ve managed to do some reading, I’ve seemingly managed to do a couple of blogs, so I must have something going for me at least? But do anything complex today, no chance. Thankfully I havent got to worry about anything complex like work for at least a couple more months, probably a whole lot longer (like forever) in truth, but officially, for now…

I wonder what it would be like to be actually brainwashed? As in emptied mind, presumably only able to obey commands, and nothing more. I know, I’d probably like the process far too much, and knowing me, might even enjoy the outcome, if I was then able to consider the fact, which of course I shouldnt be! As I say, first thing this morning, it felt like my thought processes were going through a big ball of cotton wool, or candy floss, but I still knew who Eric was, and I was still able (just) to cope with the mechanism of making my breakfast. Totally brainwashed of course, all that would be beyond my skills.

The other option would be to go down the opposite route, an AI upgrade for my failing brain. I know, I wouldnt mind the full AI brain replacement in the slightest, lets face it. Even better if it came with an upgraded body as well, but besides that… Of course, what about the happy medium, an AI interface with my own brain. Still me, but when the brain goes AWOL, as per this morning, it could take full control, or more generally, when I just need a bit of help, it provides that. Yes, I could live with that, but I’m probably the only person who might still be tempted to go with the full robot option, lol.

But yes, if anyone has an AI system that they want to try in interface with my brain, or in place of my failed organic brain, count me in as a willing guinea pig! In the meanwhile, lets hope its working a bit more efficiently when I get up tomorrow morning.

OK, video time. No, not Cyndi Lauper, but a band I’ve enjoyed for a few years now, Postmodern Jukebox, and their version of the song, with a 1912 feel, which is ideal for me.

And words are all I have

Some of you who are up with these modern, trendy things (Yes, I’m doing my best 30’s girl impression here!) may have heard of something called Patreon. Less than world famous writers, and musicians use it as a method to support their career, by having patrons donate money on a regular basis, so they dont have to worry about earning it in other ways. Hey, one of my favourite groups, Post Modern Jukebox (now quite famous) started off down this route.

No, dont worry, I’m not going to request money to support my story writing, despite what some tell me, I’m really not in that league, and I know it! And believe me, my singing is as good as Jean Harlow’s, and thats not a good thing! And lastly, unlike CJ, I have no plans to break into the movies either at present.

But one thing I do lots of, as some will know, is story reviewing. Now me, I cant see why anyone would be prepared to pay me to produce story reviews, but it seems, there might be some. And yes, a few extra pennies would be handy, I must admit. My primary area would remain the EMCSA, but I have realised that ebook writers, looking for reviews to post on Amazon, and the like, might be prepared to pay small amounts to get a guaranteed story review?

To show how little I know about the concept, I was asked tonight how much a review would cost, for a book on Amazon, and I hadnt got a clue! Has anyone got any idea on this? I guess it depends on how many words you have to read (fee, per 1,000 words?), but I wouldnt have a clue as to how much.

Yes, I’m not sure how much this could possibly raise, anyway, but I guess that unless I add a lot of extra words to my reading week, anything is a bonus? Though in truth, unless I can raise a reasonable amount (though I have no idea just how much?), I’m not sure how much of a benefit it really would be? I suppose book publishing companies need readers, to decide how good stories are, but breaking into that field, at my age, and with only having online experience?

Anyone able to offer advice, either through here, or to my email, at robotunit8@hotmail.com would be appreciated.

Right, the video, a double delight, of the same song. Firstly, the famous group version,

Secondly, an ‘old friend’, Gary Simmons, and his Bee Gees tribute group, Jive Talkin’. I do wish he would make more solo videos, or even better, with Kirsty Marr, but anyway…

Competency questions, piece of cake!

I wish!

No, dont worry, I still hate the things, its just that something amazing happened this morning, I passed one! I know, cant last, but as long as I impress on Tuesday (proper interview and assessment time) morning, maybe I can forget about them for a while?

Oh, put it this way, despite this morning, if someone offered me a neural download, that would solve all my issues with them, I’d snatch their hand off. I know, letting someone play with my mind, but hey, I’d secretly enjoy that anyway! And yes, that is regardless of it being just the designated download, or something more attached. Lets face it, at my age, I’m hardly pin up material. Unless…I’m also getting a new, younger, upgraded body, in which case he’s free to take control of my mind, especially if that new body looks just like Harlow’s!

Yes, I know, not going to happen, but a girl can dream!

But otherwise, frustrations with said issue continue, I’m just too old to learn new tricks by standard methods! Still, judging by what will happen on Tuesday, the hard part is over! Famous last words, and all that!

On other news, summer seems to have finally arrived, though how long it lasts might be another matter! Went out earlier in a top, and skirt, and nothing else, wow! Well, actually, the top is a very short (above the knees) dress, but at my age, its a top! Maybe I should, and maybe that download should include a ‘sexy thing’ mode as well, but anyway… If I had that Harlow body, I’d have no qualms, mind control or not, just saying… 😉

OK, fine, the video. Well, I want a cute, young body, with blonde hair, and a sexy attitude. So…not Aqua, but Postmodern Jukebox, and their take on said song.

There may, or may not be another blog before Sunday, we will have to wait and see. But there will definitely be one then, as its a very sad Harlow anniversary.

How wild should I be in Hollywood?

Well, around the time I guess I will finish writing this blog, I should be at Atlanta airport, trying to grab a decent coffee (and probably some cake) before catching my connecting flight to Los Angeles, and my hotel in Hollywood, hard to believe it will be so soon. OK, fine, short of something amazing happening, this will be an out of work person heading for Hollywood, in a reasonably luxurious manner, but hey, I might as well get some pleasure out of the redundancy pay off, might be the only thing I do enjoy out of it!

Yes, the seats are a grade up on economy, for the second time in my life, though not as extravagant as I would have done, had I got the money, and already had a job lined up. So no, not business class, but what one calls ‘economy comfort’, and the other calls ‘premium economy’. The hotel at least, my normal sensible budget type, though I must say, for me, Quality Inns quite fit my needs.

But then comes the burning question, how wisely should I spend while I’m over there? After all, I’m only likely to get to Hollywood (and Beverly Hills) once, so…No, I dont mean in the sense of Universal Studios, and Disney, those things hold little interest for a vintage loving girl like me. No, what I mean, is if I get the chance to live the vintage life, should I do so, and to some degree, ignore the extra cost?

No, I dont mean drinking champagne at the swanky hotels. Well, not unless someone has fallen for my charms (ha ha), and is paying for it. What I do mean, is something like this.

http://americancinemathequecalendar.com/content/17th-annual-film-noir-festival-closing-weekend-party-the-guilty

Now, that would be fun, but given I should be spending pennies wisely at that time (of course I could find a job between now, and then, but no breath holding around here), is that just a silly spend of money I should be saving? I know what my ‘inner Harlow’ would say, go out, have fun, and enjoy yourself, just for once. But my ‘outer, practical Yorkshire lass’ is likely to have a fit at spending money on something like this, at a time like this. Of course, going to something like this might be my big break in the movies, so… (yes, I am joking at this point)

Mind, the funny thing is, if I’d still been in my job, I wouldnt have been extending the trip, and couldnt have gone anyway, it would have been happening the evening I landed in town. Technically, the other practicality should be, packing of clothes, especially nice dresses. And yes, normally when I go away for a week, I can pack comfortably 1 case going out, and just about squeeze everything in coming back. And yes, this time, its 10 days! Thankfully, because I’m travelling in ‘luxury’, I can take 2 cases. No, I’m not planning on 2 large cases, I’m not that strong. But 2 medium cases, given that I will get taken to the airport, and collected at both ends (that wonderful person, Nicole at this end, and one of those shuttle things in LA), I wont have to get cases too far. So, packing an extra dress, or two…?

The other thing that concerns me, is going somewhere like this, when I will quite literally, as a visitor to town, know no one. Also, I’m a non gambler (well, apart from Grand National), and like Ms Harlow, I’m not a good dancer. But…the chance to dress up, 30’s style, in Hollywood, can I seriously resist that? Possibly not! I know, Jean wouldnt care less, and would soon make friends, but this is me, so…just let loose my inner Jean, I guess, and see what happens?

So, if anyone just wants to post a comment, telling me I really ought to just go wild, and enjoy myself, feel free to do so. Hey, use a false name, or anonymous, just say something! I know people read these, I see the stats! I feel I should, but its just the thought of spending money, in this way…aargh!

OK, piece over, lets cut to the video. A group I love, recorded in LA, of a song I love too.

Are you sure this isnt the 1930’s?

Yes, seriously, it has to be said, that in terms of concert style, and feel, the last thing a Postmodern Jukebox show feels like, is, well, modern. Might be unfair to say 30’s, because equally there are parts where it feels like the 50’s, and others more like the 20’s, but, hey, whatever the era, its great fun!

When Scott Bradlee (the genius behind the group) first announced the tour, he suggested going to the concert, dressed for the part, i.e vintage clothing, I thought, why not, unsurprisingly, and jumped at the chance. But you know me, why stop at clothing (blouse and slacks, as you will see soon, rather than a dress), I’ll go for the make up (a rare treat for me, expertly done for me), and get my hair curled, a la Harlow, and do the whole thing, so I did. I might even have gone with a vintage style dress (actually got one on as I’m typing this), but it was a Saturday, with football folk about, having had a bit to drink, so, I took the easy option. Besides which, given a choice, Harlow preferred that look anyway!

What, you want a peek at how I looked? Oh fine!

silver 30's look 1

silver 30's look 3

I know, Harlow never wore glasses, nor tragically, did she ever reach the age of 56, so how literally I look like her, your call!

To be honest, those of us who dressed up the part were definitely in the minority, but I guess thats hardly surprising. But there were a few more, from various decades (20’s, 30’s, 40’s and 50’s) looking the part, which was nice.

Oh, the concert, as I say, if it wasnt for the mobile phones, you could have believed you were in a different era. Well, if you looked at the stage, not the sound system at least! It was really good, and the quality of performance really did stand up to those on You Tube, which isnt always the case. Yes, I would go again, given the chance, and you should too, if you get the opportunity, its really worth it.

The video, yes, they played this number last night, sounded pretty much as good.

The ultimate 30’s transformation (for me at least)

Alright, I’m now hoping for fine weather on June 14th, as I’ve decided to do the Postmodern Jukebox concert, in Manchester, in style. So I’m booked in for a 30’s style make up session (I’ll miss those infamous Harlow eyebrows though) with someone, might even get her to give me a beauty spot (a la Jean), why not?

I’ve also arranged for my hair to be styled that day, and I really didnt even have to tell Sophie what style of look I was aiming for, she knows already!

No, as far as I know, I dont have any genuine vintage outfits, though I may have struck lucky in a charity shop without knowing it. But lets settle for vintage style look, and I have plenty to choose from! Dress, just maybe, but if I’m going by train, on the night that England play their first game in the World Cup, it might look a bit out of place. But a blouse, and slacks, under a coat should be fine, and Jean always preferred the latter look of choice, anyway.

Given most of my readers here are in the US, this is more a touch of wild optimism, but…if anyone reading this, knows of anyone going to the concert, from the Huddersfield area, with a spare seat in a car, then let me know. Happy to provide petrol money, will cost me about £12 on the train, plus a taxi home when I get back, so…would be so much more fun in an old fashioned dress!

Oh, and if any hypnotist out there wants to trance me, so I think I am Harlow going to the show, then…yes, kidding, I think? 😉

Sadly, the 30’s transformation, this time around at least, will be for 1 night only! Unless…

The video, despite the comments, I’m pretty sure its not Harlow singing, as far as I know, her singing voice left something to be desired, and was always dubbed. I’m not convinced its her playing the piano either!