correctiveshoes621: (Carl)
Just seeing if this works..



Yes, I admit there are much more pressing things to be done than posting a picture of a turtle in a top hat, but the heat makes me lazy.
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Such a gorgeous, if not balmy, night, out. Swam thru it on the way home from the usual end-o'the-weekend-off tasks - Laundry! Groceries! - and now, back to the lounging. I'm pretty much completely nocturnal after a decade and a half of night shift, lol, and it suits me.

I hate my phone; it never, ever stops.

Imagining all sorts of sordid things regarding Gary Numan.

Had a lovely couple hours out, last night, with Pete. Despite the usual cranky-old-ppl moments, we got on, and for a little while, it was twenty years ago -- Rolling, 'parade speed' through the winding Amish roads. Under the stars, and under the spell of these cds Frankie made for Pete before his death -- I can FEEL him, there, and it's quite obvious that he knew I'd always be, 'driving around somewhere with Pete' - you can tell that they were made with me, in mind. I will never, ever stop missing him, despite him STILL being all around me ♥





ETA: Pete just called. Just now. Somehow, the conversation veered right into Frankie's music into The-Day-That-Frankie-Collapsed into The-Day-He-Died...and srsly, I had to flat-out say, "I've not properly dealt with it, you know, and I don't particularly *want* to deal with it, actually, so.."

TAKE A HINT.

Annnnd, of course, he had to tell me about this dream he had. He claimed to have told me about it, but I don't remember it and am not entirely sure if that's, 'on purpose' or not -- something about seeing Frankie in this shadowy waiting room chair, looking very confused, putting his head down - and when Pete tried to talk to him, he wouldn't answer, blah blah..

I want to help Pete to deal with this, as it's obvious that it's always going to be A Thing. The stuffs we went through, the three of us, it will always be A Thing, and well, Pete's never going to let go of it, I don't think. I love all of us, and it's not Pete's job to, 'replace Frankie' or any of that - Everything, everything, is timing. The-Night-That-Frankie-Collapsed happened a mere couple of hours after Pete had spoken to Frankie, to tell him that his love, Harvey, had died of a heart attack...so fucking incredibly tragic. Arrrrgh, I don't mean to be telling everyone's business, but - damn.

ANOTHER thing I just learned, as well -- back in the day, Pete's car had an, 'Angel-A-Day' policy, and a picture of one of Charlie's Angels was put up just above the light over the rearview. A longstanding tradition, sure, but Pete told me the origins of it, tonight.

Apparently, it started back when I first caught-pregnant and was effectively *POOF/GONE/LOST/TORN AWAY* from the intense family-like circle of friends that had been my life, up until that point. So - whenever Frankie and Pete were together, sans me, they would put up a picture of *me* above the rearview, so that I could be with them. All these years, and he never told me this? Yes, I got verklempt. ♥
correctiveshoes621: (Rob)
Wow - so, after a couple weeks of putzing around, I finally got around to adding/granting access to ppl and now, I can't see them on my, 'Reading' page. Still. I used to be able to...IDK, maybe it's 'cos it's summer and everyone is busy. LOL.

Last night I kept myself sane by thinking about Leonard Nimoy..all slick and soapy-hairy-chest-ed...in that clawfoot tub in the movie, 'Catlow'. I know.

FINALLY got some sleep today - it's so #$% hot and humid, and no a/c in Poor People-Land. It was a long, long week -- our scheduler just up and walked out, lol; shocking -- and folks are up in arms. I woke up thinking about The Cure's original long-ago, 'House' website and apparently, it's not saved anywhere online - that I can find, anyway. Also, thinking about, Angry, Young, and Poor, the shop in Lancaster, PA where I used to buy my twilight-coloured hair dye, and how snotty they were about The Cure..
correctiveshoes621: (Stephen)
Oy, for the love of all that's holy. This weather. This life. *limp, yet dramatic flail*

God = bag of ice

SOMEHOW, I JUST DELETED MY ALL MESSAGES - SO PLEASE MESSAGE ME, AGAIN. DERP. I can't even really think straight, right now and that might be kind of funny and entertaining, if it wasn't true!

AND. Today, I am being forced to attend a yearly seminar from 8 am. - to 4:30 pm.....Then, rush home, try to sleep until 7:30 pm.....then, stagger back to werk from 10:30 pm. to 6:30 am. And it's still ninety degrees, at this hour.

I know.

I self-comforted with youtube travelogues of England and Scotland, this morning, 'cos dreaming is free.
correctiveshoes621: (Stephen)
Is it me? Is it really just me?

This question was, just seconds ago, tossed around in a conversation regarding, 'Empaths In These Trouble Times' - and the rest of the country, all around us, who seem not to notice the destruction going on..At least, where we live, anyway.

Last night, a nurse went on about how she does. not. like. Stephen Colbert - she, 'didn't find what he was saying to be even remotely funny.'

Is something wrong with us, to worry about our fellow man -- all the people being hurt by what's being foisted..and by what's being (seemingly purposefully) dismantled? By Truth and Science being made..some sort of, 'alternate' reality? Hey - Let's let Pat Robertson decide for us what's real~!

The EPA? Who needs it? 'Meals-On-Wheels'? What a waste of money. On and on and on.

Just can't believe that we're the only ones.
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It's just me, indiwise from LJ. :)
correctiveshoes621: (Jeux)
Nicked from [livejournal.com profile] ericadawn16:

You can only say guilty or innocent. You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you or asks you. Repost, don’t reblog!

Asked someone to marry you? Innocent
Kissed one of your friends? Guilty
Danced on a table in a bar or tavern? Innocent
Ever told a lie? Guilty
Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? Guilty
Ever kissed someone of the opposite sex? Guilty
Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Guilty
Kissed a picture? Guilty
Slept in until 5pm? Guilty
Fallen asleep at work or school? Innocent
Held a snake? Guilty
Been suspended from school? Guilty
Stolen something? Guilty
Done something you regret? Guilty
Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? Guilty
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Guilty
Kissed in the rain? Guilty
Sat on a roof top? Guilty
Sang in the shower? Guilty
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Guilty
Slept naked? Guilty
Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Innocent
Been in a band? Guilty
Shot a gun? Guilty
Donated blood? Guilty
Eaten alligator meat? Innocent
Eaten cheesecake? Guilty
Still love someone you shouldn’t? Guilty
Have/had a tattoo? Guilty
Been too honest? Guilty
Ruined a surprise? Guilty
Ate in a restaurant and so really bloated that you can’t walk after? Innocent
Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty
Dressed in a man’s clothes? Guilty
Dressed in a woman’s clothes? Guilty
Joined a pageant? Innocent
Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Innocent
Still have communication with your ex? Innocent
Cheated on someone? Innocent
Got totally drunk one night when you had an important exam the next morning? Innocent
A total stranger treated you by paying your fare? Innocent
Got so angry that you cried? Guilty
Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? Innocent
Actually murdered someone? Innocent
Thought about mass murder? Innocent
Actually committed a mass murder? Innocent
Rode in a stranger’s vehicle? Guilty
Stalked someone? Innocent
Had a girlfriend? Innocent
Had a boyfriend? Guilty
Totally drunk during a holiday? Guilty
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Okay, I'm here.
correctiveshoes621: (NuBates)
I can't believe how ridiculously *gutted* I am over the series finale of, 'Bates Motel'...Norman Bates and I go back a LONG way - Read more... )
correctiveshoes621: (OHRob)
Happiest of Birthdays - - and thank you, thank you, thank you, Robert.

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correctiveshoes621: (Katya2)
I'll be so glad to get this month *over*...

It went from my hot water heater basically blowing up (it looked like the command module of Apollo 13)...Sending water gushing down onto a grounded electric wire (leaving me with no water..no heat, no electric)...to my car dying REPEATEDLY (three tows in five days) and them not being able to figure out what it was, REPEATEDLY..to..and and and..a million seemingly little things - IE: losing my wallet..and work continuing to suck beyond all reason.

But most of that is resolved, now.

The RuPaul's Drag Race queens continue to run rampant. Thank Gawd the new season is starting soon, as I'm jonesin' BAD. My pick for Season 9? Charlie Hides, of course.

And THE RETURN OF BATES MOTEL, HOLY WTF DANG - so good that when I finished watching it, I had immediately go back and watch it AGAIN. No spoilers, but I will say that it required an emergency phone call to Wisconsin. And yes, I hate that Rihanna is playing, 'Marian Crane' - how cheesy and grasping and unnecessary, of them -- BLASPHEMY! -- but time will tell. Freddie Highmore has got the character down pat..down to the most subtle of gestures. Good job.




On a solemn note - and I'm not really sure how many of you are still out there that would remember her, but I was asked to pass this on -- I learned of the untimely death, this past Monday, of [livejournal.com profile] lunarising from cancer. My son and I will always remember her laughter..and that trip to DC that ended up changing my entire life.

Rest in Peace, Liebe - may the road go ever on.

correctiveshoes621: (Bill)
“You are a slow learner, Winston."

"How can I help it? How can I help but see what is in front of my eyes? Two and two are four."

"Sometimes, Winston. Sometimes they are five. Sometimes they are three. Sometimes they are all of them at once. You must try harder. It is not easy to become sane.”

― George Orwell, 1984
correctiveshoes621: (Carl)
I'm still reeling in shock, here - so much so that I can hardly talk about it -- got to shake that off and get my head back, here. So much so that I actually *forgot* to post yesterday about the Day of Remembrance and Apollo 1. On the fiftieth anniversary of the fire, yet.

Truth is now..illegal?
SCIENCE is now..illegal?

Facts must now pass through a consortium of fools before they are released to the public?


http://www.snopes.com/2017/01/25/plans-are-underway-for-a-march-for-science/

How is this even real?
correctiveshoes621: (*ache)
Awwww, my dear, dear friend.

Miss Sue P, with the beautiful freckly face (I can see you solemnly and precisely pointing out each scar and how it happened) and lively hazel eyes and that smile - that smile! - that just lit the whole room - Where do I even @#$%^ begin?

SO much love.

So forward-thinking; just a beautiful, wise and enlightened soul - I'm so fortunate to have met you. So tough, you'd been through SO much, and yet, you were so fragile. Such a tender heart. And yet...h i l a r i o u s; I remember when you told that new orient that you'd just gotten out of prison and she believed you! L O L + infinity. You were never just a resident. You were my friend. Damn, Girl.

From the deep, deep south and 92 years old..you literally screamed and clutched your pearls when you found out my mother was possibly voting for..That Thing...And Pox 'News' gave you nightmares..I will miss you so very much; I'm just @#$%^ absolutely gutted - and yet, happy for you. I will miss our talks - about God or the lack thereof; of becoming stars - I remember your eyes, round with the wonder of a child, as I made, 'tinklyfingers' when we talked about molecules rising...sparkling. I was privileged to be witness to this, your epiphany, and it came at such a perfect time - always like that with you. In synch, and both of us with a touch of 'the gift', lol..I remember your nightmare about a plane crashing..two? three? days before my trip...dun dun dun..and your stories about growing up and picking berries; I can hear the cicadas buzzing.

When you spoke, I always heard a little of my grandmother in your sweet twangy accent, and you knew that ♥

I know you and Miss Reenie are dancin' it up with those men in the trees..
correctiveshoes621: (Down Among 'Em)
Geno Cernan. Just got a text from my son, waking me up - had to come online to confirm, and sadly, no mistake - another hero, just..gone.

Absolutely gutted. Captain Cernan was/is one of my very favorites. Brave, insanely intelligent, and known for his candor and delightfully foul mouth, he was one of a kind. Second American to walk in space - Apollo 10, and it was a terrifying attempt; he lost thirteen pounds in the short time he was out there -- and last human to set foot on the lunar surface.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eugene_Cernan

SO glad this was made - it's wonderful: http://www.space.com/32079-five-surprises-last-man-on-moon.html

THAT SMILE - take a minute, it's worth it.



Godspeed, Captain Cernan, you will be sorely missed.
correctiveshoes621: (Carl)
Ye Olde End-Of-The-Year Meme:

January: This is so weird to me; so unexpected.

February: Another hero sleeps. Godspeed, Edgar Mitchell.

March: OMG. I got a raise.

April: Ick. Shaky and fever-y.

May: I.

Got.

Tickets.

For.

K R A F T W E R K.


June: So, I'm back.

July: Really, really finding it hard not to freak out, here.

August: Called off.

September: K R A F T W E R K.

Perfect night, perfect venue, perfect company.


October: Nothing? For an entire month? Jeez. Shame on me.

November: Wow.

If this becomes real, if it really becomes true - what I've wanted my whole life, since I was six years old - - I MUST go for it.


December: LOL - while I was away, it seems my paid account has expired. So - severe lack of pertinent icons, omg.

England was even more wonderful than I imagined. I know, now, as I've always known, that my heart is there, and now - it is The Quest.




What a year for me! Both dreams and nightmares, coming true. Not mentioned, above - my first tattoo. For Frankie, of course - and I *swear* I made a post about the passing of John Glenn, but it's not showing up. Last of the Mercury Boys, and the end of an era.

Better days, a'comin' - have to be! Love you all ♥
correctiveshoes621: (loving!)
LOL - while I was away, it seems my paid account has expired. So - severe lack of pertinent icons, omg.

England was even more wonderful than I imagined. I know, now, as I've always known, that my heart is there, and now - it is The Quest. To return. To live there. It sounds corny, but my GOD, it called to me - as I knew it would, as it always has. Like the lovely South African, Deone, said on the train, "It's like deja vu - like remembering a place you've never been." And it was. Is. Found that I can rent a half-a-double ('terraced', as they call it) brick house with a front and back garden, fully furnished, for lesssss than what I pay for this horrific shack. Something to think about..

I love Marks and Spencer's, lol.

Three Cureshows IN FIVE DAYS. LOL. Guess there's some life left in this old girl, yet. We became quite adept at navigating the various taxis/train/Tube while we were there - - stayed at the Radisson Inn in Manchester - yessss, the notorious Manchester two-hour show.....Then, the first night at Wembley that paid for all (stayed at the Crescent Inn in Harrow-On-The-Hill)....and then, that last glorious show at Wembley on the third. My GOD. Stayed at the Euro Wembley in, of course, Wembley. We had Club Seating for every show. Unreal. It was filmed, and hopefully will be released SOON. We felt like celebrities - Anita, parading around in The Curejacket ™, and me, 'The American' - just incredible, all of it. People were posting that they'd seen The Jacket - at the shows, in the loo, on the train...LOL I LOVE IT.

And that dear nameless young man from Eastern Europe that just grabbed me and kissed me that third night at Wembley - no language at all was required - - Thank you. It wasn't weird or pervy, it was just utter complete CureJoy, as we'd been high-fiving as we both filmed. For me it was a kiss Goodbye - to the magic that was the Cure, to the miracle that was the entire trip. And entirely appropriate. But not a total, 'Goodbye'...more like, 'See you, again'..

Still speechless over it all. Somehow, I'd forgotten that there still is magic in the world.

I've woken up, again.

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