I just need to draw a little blood…

Oh fine, before anyone gets too excited or anything, it was just a little prick for a blood test. OK, fine, this old lady might have quite enjoyed a vampire biting her on the neck, and all that, but no, far more boring lol! Nor did they inject (to my knowledge) any secret transforming serum into my body either. So fine, all in all, a bit of a let down lol!

One thing I’ve never done, or at least remember ever doing, is dressing up for Halloween. Principally because its never been the same big event over here that it is in the US, and even now, when a few do dress up at least, it certainly didnt happen over here about 50 years ago, when I was young!

So yes, I sort of feel like I’ve missed up on all that dress up fun, and its not likely to happen now. The only time I’ve even been close to a proper Halloween was 2 years ago, when I was in LA until a few days before the big event, but thats as good as its got. And yes, over there, I’m pretty sure that even as an adult, I could have got in on the dressing up fun, if I’d been so inclined.

I must admit, I’d probably be more into dressing up properly as a witch, than a vampire, though if I was given the chance to do it, as the latter, I would! Oh fine, a robot would be even better, and I’m sure it could be done, but the others are more traditional, and would still be fun, so… But yes, under normal circumstances now, end of October wouldnt be a normal visiting time for me to the US. And by the time I can, post retirement, the body probably wont be up to all that dressing up, and wandering around stuff. Besides which, you normally need children somewhere around, so might have an issue there too, lol! 😛

So, no the blood test didnt involve the blood being taken from my neck, by any means. Just a needle into a vein, near the elbow, and plenty of blood removed, and that was it! What a letdown lol! Results in a week or two, though I’m not expecting to be told I’m a vampire, somehow!

For once, the video, I have no idea who this is, which is rare. And no, I’m not the cute blonde, vampirically transformed back into my youth either! Oh, I wish… 😉

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The need for enhancement

Oh fine, the updates on my personal health that not many will worry about, but hey, you have to be told, I guess, from time to time? OK, I’ve included some ‘more interesting’ stuff, for those so inclined as well.

To keep the details brief, the results of the scan have shown that my bone density reading is low, though I havent been told how low, but judging by the issues I’ve been having, I doubt its anywhere close to good! End result of that, I’ve got to go up the hospital on Tuesday, where they’re going to try and find some blood they can take for testing, pretty much every standard test going, judging by the list on the packages!

Of course, hopefully, this is just their secret plan, and they are just checking my suitability for a full cybernetic/robot upgrade? 😉 Oh fine, I wish, but not likely to happen! Would I accept if it was, you bet I would! 😀

Oh fine, something equally unrealistic to actually happen, but which I would love to have done, is the neural transfer of information. Just imagine, if only for a short while, I could be made to think just like Clara Johnson, it would be fascinating to see life through her eyes, and think like her. And yes, I’d love it if it was all done like this. Unbelievable to think this was from nearly 50 years ago, when I was a young child lol. But yes, Harlean 90, oh please!

One way, or another, you’ll be a bunny girl!

I guess it depends on your opinion of the matter as to whether Hugh Hefner used the young women he put into Bunny Girl outfits, or whether they used him by using his fame to get their faces (and tails) noticed by people to help boost their fame. Which is correct, who knows? my opinion, six of one, half dozen of the other, but anyway… it worked out well for both!

Yes, the Bunny Girl outfit was sexy, was aimed at men, but it has to be noted, that unless you know otherwise, all the girls who wore it, wore it willingly! Mind, some of us might have enjoyed being mind controlled into becoming a sexy Bunny Girl, but thats beside the point, I doubt it happened! There might have been a few ‘convinced’ into wearing it, though I suspect most of that was friends, rather than Hefner himself. I have to say that one of my stories, ‘Of an innocence divine’ could be accused of turning girls into similar sex objects, but that was mind control, and that was fiction, so…

Oh, for those curious? https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/342258

What people conveniently forget when condescending Hefner for the whole Bunny Girl, and Playboy Club thing for women, was that this was the 60’s, when liberation for women, both sexual, and in the job market was just starting to develop. Oh, and I suspect the pay was pretty good by the standard of those days too! So, good looking, confident young women, who wanted to get themselves noticed, by the right people, this was one of the better job outlets going! I’m not saying Hefner didnt get something out of it himself, as over the years, most of the playmates were younger, or much younger than himself (more recent times), and these girls probably thought they owed him something. So in those days of sexual liberation, and early birth control, I’m sure the inevitable happened!

Would I have become a Bunny Girl, given the chance? Who knows, a young actress, who maybe wasnt going to become a star, who could dress up sexily, and might ‘pull’ a rich man as a husband because of it, well, just maybe…? No, by the time I reached that age, the peak of its fame was gone, and besides, I was never that pretty anyway lol!

But let me say one thing. If someone offered me the chance to dress up, just once, as a Bunny Girl, I’d do it, and probably parade wearing it too, but that maybe the actress in me talking, who knows? Equally, all the same, if someone wants to ‘brainwash’ me into thinking I’m really a bunny girl, then go for it, though I would definitely want the outfit in that case.

So, RIP, Hugh Hefner, and thanks for all the memories of youth, and so much more.

The video, big clue in blog title. However this live, very raw version of the Blondie song is a bit different to the single version. For better, for worse, your call only.

Oh, Doctor, Doctor?

Right, lets go from the sublime, political matter of the US National Anthem, and various sports people, to the ridiculous, and talk about the state of my back!

Yes, its an actual fact, I’ve been told today that the results of the bone density scan are in, but unfortunately, the nurse dealing with the matter wasnt in today, and the receptionist admitted to me that the results were in ‘medical speak’, and that therefore she preferred that the nurse discuss them with me, rather than her, as they probably wouldnt have meant a lot to me, or her, in truth. Given I’m working tomorrow, it will be Thursday before I get the results now, but so be it.

Seeing as how, despite the painkillers, and various anti inflammatory gels and creams that I’ve been given to deal with matters, that I still have some degree of latent pain from it, I doubt the results are great, but we will see. But given that so far, I havent actually been given any pills, potions, or other delights to actually cure it, I will just have to wait and see the end results now. But at least the wait is nearly over!

No, I dont expect to be ‘put down’ or anything because of it, mainly because they dont do that sort of thing to people, only poor unfortunate animals, its fair to say. Equally, I dont really expect to be offered a new cybernetically enhanced back, or full body makeover, though yes, I cant deny I would love that! I’m sure they would if they could, but yes, unless some mad scientist knows otherwise, I dont think they’re actually available at present! 😦 If someone does know otherwise, then yes, please, as soon as possible, if not sooner!

Being more realistic, I expect its going to be pills, of some kind, and some strength, to be honest. The 2 obvious ones (and it could be both), are estrogen (menopausal aged woman), and/or calcium. I hope its not too much of the latter, as it can lead to, err, bowel issues, of a delicate kind, as I have already discovered, after taking some voluntarily, and then stopping because of the results!

What I do pretty much know already, without even hearing the medical views, is that my days of working a 5 day week are numbered, if not already over. At present, its all the body can do to do 2 days in a row, let alone more! It will mean cutting back on the delights of life, like travelling twice a year to the US (pretty sure I can still manage one, and maybe 2 next year, due to funds already saved?), and it will mean that I will be doing the wheelchair through the airport thing again, probably for the rest of my travelling life.

One thing I will need to work out on that, is that both times, this trip, I was being met at the other end. Further trips, that might not always be happening, and I guess they would have to let me do it, but it might be more fun! In fact, at Manchester, I did the last bit from baggage carousel, to meeting point on foot, as it was easier for the wheelchair to stay that side of the building, and the helper just dealt with my cases for me, but anyway…

But yes, if anyone wants to provide me with a nice new, young, frisky, cybernetically upgraded body before my next planned flight in May, I would love that. In theory, I could have need to fly next month, but funds dont permit at present. But yes, NYC, for the reading of a musical, for an actress, well, I’d love to be there, but…

Right, video. I suspect this is as close as you’re ever going to get to a live Thompson Twins performance, though I’m not convinced all the keyboard work was live, all the same.

Stand by your man?

I do wonder if Trump realized on Friday when he made the speech about the NFL, and the players, and the National Anthem, that it was always going to end badly, right? I mean, telling people that if they dont stand for the National Anthem, that they should be sacked on the spot, was always going to end well, not!

I suppose the only thing you could say he has succeeded in doing, is to some degree uniting the players, their bosses, and the NFL head people by his statement. Yes, its been fair to say today, judging by the reports I’ve read, its backfired on him, big time! No, I’m not surprised, but anyway…

Funny thing is, it seems some NFL fans wont be watching any more games (yes, I’ll stop laughing soon) because of it, and others will watch games because of the players doing it, priceless stuff.

The biggest irony, the people that seem to be defending the players the most over their choice are the military, and they are the people most of the ‘Trump-ettes’ say would be the most offended by it. Yes, I know…

But fine, I know he’s not the brightest star in the sky, but did he seriously think this would work out well? Ah well…

The video? No, not Tammy Wynette, the setting here seems more apt for the NFL fans somehow lol

Acting crossover stuff

Right, before I get back to the reality of work tomorrow, lets have a non holiday piece about the crazy world of casting patterns in the acting world.

Back in the early days of movies, ethnicity issues produced some, err, interesting developments from the movie studios. Though a small number of oriental actors, and actresses did break into the movie industry, the emphasis is on a small number. And the situation was little better for African-American actors and actresses as well, beyond a few token parts, generally as servants, or slaves.

Indeed, to take one famous name, Myrna Loy, before she finally got her big break, seemed to only play orientals, generally of the evil kind, or mysterious foreigners, despite having been born in Montana! Thankfully her chance to act as ‘herself’ came eventually, and a star was born! Other famous roles, such as Charlie Chan, Fu Man Chu, and others, yes, you get my drift, white actors in makeup! Thankfully, eventually things changed for the better, but seriously…

One area of personal interest, that sadly doesnt seem to have changed, is disabled roles, most specifically in my case at present, roles involving actors, and actresses, in wheelchairs. Have you noticed, even now, nearly all, if not pretty much all those roles are played by people that dont actually need a wheelchair to get around? Now, thats not to denigrate some, like Patrick Stewart, and Raymond Burr, who were really good in their roles, who just maybe genuinely disabled actors couldnt have matched, but all those smaller roles, where…yes, I know, I might be biased at present lol!

Firstly, let me say, its fair to say that at present, I’m not strictly a disabled actress of the kind I’m talking about. I, thankfully, as I proved at the airports, and the like, can get out of a wheelchair, as long as I dont have to stand in 1 spot for too long. I’m lucky, others arent, but if with this rant, I can help them too, then all the better! But equally, at present, especially on stage (which is in truth, probably more my field level), I couldnt perform out of a wheelchair for very long, so count me in, for now at least. In truth, I suspect that over time, my back will probably get worse, not better, so…

Put it this way, my dream role would be a female equivalent of Magneto, Davros (Dr Who & Daleks) or something equally sci-fi, but in truth, any challenge of a suitable role, for a 60(ish) actress, in a wheelchair would be good. No, I dont want a Tony/Oscar winning type role, my acting skills arent that great, I suspect. But a smaller role would be nice, in more senses than one.

And much though my dream is to act in the US, in the sense of that type of role, I’ll consider anything, almost anywhere! So, if you want to give me a chance to prove it (ha, ha), or know someone that might, then you can either email me at stephmajor8@hotmail.com , or contact @cgemLLC on Twitter, or at cgem-llc.com and mention the name Stephanie Carpenter, and they would probably be as thrilled as me if you did.

I know, I know, wont hold my breath!

Video time, going back to the old days, and in this case, a Scottish woman, pretending to be Japanese! One hit wonder time, btw.

Keeping to the rules, or otherwise

Fine, I’ll get to the title matter in a minute, but for now…

Sunday evening started with a change of plans, a trip to the cinema, to see It. No, not the 1927 silent movie starring Clara Bow, though I’m sure she would have looked adorable, even in a clowns outfit. No, this was the recent (shock horror) movie based on the Stephen King book instead. Something very different for me, but impressed with it, all the same. Mind, the final outcome (of this section at least) appealed to me no end. The actress playing Beverley caught this actresses eye, as someone to watch for the future, just saying…

After that, a dose of ‘The Orville’ which is a new series on Fox over there, which seems to be a witty take off of Original Star Trek, among other things. Yes, the big attraction for me, the chrome robot, no surprise. Yes, if they ever want an actress to play his female companion… 😉 Suspect its just CGI, in truth, sadly. Not sure when I see any more of it mind, over here, but will keep an eye out for that.

Yesterday was the last full day (for a while) in the US, most of which I just spent relaxing, before heading for home, via JFK, in a shuttle. Yes, wisdom prevailed, given the state of my body at present, only way to go. Before that, I did get to see the Creature from the Black Lagoon thing, though sadly not wearable lol. But if anyone wants to make one, and let me wear it…?

Beyond the traffic levels to JFK (its NYC, for pity’s sake), that all went smoothly, and so did the ride through security. Then the fun began! I was taken to the gate on my boarding pass, for my plane home, fine. Thing was, the departures board was showing a different gate, some distance away, and some ‘know all’ told me my plane was going from there. So I struggled down there, only to find a short while later that my pusher had known what she was doing, and the know all was an idiot! So yes, I struggled back to the original gate I’d been left at.

There was 1 wheelchair waiting there, mine, and yes, someone came this time, and took me to the plane. At this point, someone asked me to swap seats, so he could sit with someone, and I agreed. Unfortunately, the idiot I soon discovered I had the ‘delights’ of sitting next to on the way home, thought rules were for everyone but himself. As in, mobile phones must be switched off before leaving the gate, and only be put back on, in flight mode, when we were in the air. Him, oh no! Trying to hide from everyone (very badly) that he was still using his phone after this point, and indeed continued to use it, until after the plane accelerated for take off. Even then, I’m not sure if he switched it off, or just hid it away. He was certainly still doing something with it post take off (not meant to be switched back on while seat belt light is on), so who knows? Put it this way, he was still using it this morning, up to, and including landing, long again after having been told to turn it off. Oh, and then everyone else decided to be an idiot, as more than half the people in the plane were standing up, long before the seat belt light went off at Manchester.

Then it got, err, better! There was only 1 wheelchair used at JFK to load a passenger, mine! So, at Manchester, only 1 is sent to the plane, to disembark me. Thing is, seemingly, 5 other people then decided they needed a wheelchair to disembark, despite not requesting one. My name was called, I stood up to get in, and another woman took my chair! She clearly wasnt going to move willingly, so in the end, they tried to round up another wheelchair for me, only to discover 4 more people wanting one! No, Manchester Airport doesnt employ psychics, to know that all these additional people suddenly would want a chair.

Finally, and I do mean finally, I was on the move. Snag was, with 4 pushers, and 6 chairs, movement was erratic, and slow. Not improved when I finally got to passport control, and there is a group of 3, from the sub continent, who were clearly being shifty about their reasons for entering the country. Finally, he decided to let them in, I passed through quickly, but then we had to get all these wheelchairs down to baggage claim. Then pick out the right black expanding suitcase, from dozens of them, but we got there in the end. So only about an hour later than expected, freedom, and greetings! Then at last, go home!

Oh, and one last thing before we move on from the holiday, and back to more mundane events, one of the movies shown on the flight across. A movie called Blended, which given my knowledge of modern movies, I had to look up when I got home. Take my advice, give it a miss. It has a shocking review rating, and the actress in the main female lead role was dreadful. One look on her face throughout the movie, basically rabbit caught in headlights! Yes, I swear even now, after a few years off, I could have acted the pants off her! So come on Hollywood, let me prove it, lol!

Thats it, then. Lets close by thanking Kate, Stacie, and Eric (mainly, but there were others) for such a marvelous holiday experience. Yes, being Maid of Honor, at a wedding, very special.

So what happens now? Another suitcase, in another hall (Evita)? Probably not! To a big degree, a lot depends what the doctors say about my back in the next couple of weeks, and how many days of work, per week, I can get through, post medication. I’m currently suspecting the answer will be 4, but we will see. Maybe a magic cure, or a nice new cybernetic body lol? Oh, I wish for the latter! I suspect I will be getting the airport wheelchair experience again too, but we will see?

In theory, if I could get there next month, I could go to NYC again for a reading for a production by 2 friends, surrounding the life of Clara Bow, but money (definitely), and holiday time (possibly) mean thats unlikely to happen. Ah well, might have knocked them over on Broadway, especially if they were looking for a middle aged woman confined to a wheelchair for a role lol. Still, keep on dreaming…

Right, video time. One thing a plane is called, is a silver machine, though I doubt thats what they’re talking about here! Dont think its a robotizing pod either, but its almost more likely! Yes, thats Lemmy, of Motorhead fame!