real life

A 3763-post collection

Please look behind the curtain

Further to yesterday's rant musings, I thought I might encourage you to take your entertainment at more than face value.

Like Dorothy and Toto, take a look at the man behind the curtain.

By which I mean, spend some time watching Making of documentaries. Or even some instructional How to videos. Or ask your nearest artistic hero (if you can) what their process is.

I know, it might bore you to tears. You can be brave for just one day.

I have MeMum to thank for my own addiction to peeking behind the curtain. She'd heard about a lot of kids my age tying red cloths to their necks and leaping off of tall objects in the belief that they could fly exactly like Superman. So she showed me exactly how they made Superman look like he was flying.

It might have shaped my life.

It certainly shaped how I meet my heroes. Instead of gushing or dribbling all over SPG in Tucson [as I feared] we wound up talking shop about makeup and props1.

I can recognise that the people who play a fictional entity are different from their roles. That they're humans just like me [though with a much better skill set, lol] who have things to do and places to be and do not need a little weirdo like me following them around like a brand new duckling.

And for the record, Tucson was a very strange experience for me. I'm used to the conventions where the people you come to see are kept separate from the general goings on. Having heroes just wandering about like everyone else was... something shy of miraculous. I often walked right past them without noticing because my jackdaw eyes had spotted something shiny. Or possibly because I didn't expect SPG to just be wandering around like everyone else.

But I digress. Rather heavily.

Entertainment in general is getting increasingly fake. I often argue that reality television is neither reality nor television. Even documentaries, an old source of learning when I was a child, are edited for the best shots. They even film "nature" scenes in sets to guarantee that they capture the desired behaviour.

Everything that comes to us through a screen is faked. It's edited, or there are several takes, or something else is done... Even "real footage" on the news is edited for maximum impact. It's strawberry fields forever, out there.

And -hey- if you learn a bit about how things are put together, you can spot potential frauds with greater ease. It could turn you into a cynical nerd, but that might be a long exposure thing.

But I can definitely guarantee you'll appreciate the work involved in that minute of animation or that half-hour show all the more.

  1. David seemed to want gushing. He kept asking me things like what I thought of the concert or how I got into the fandom. I can only hope that my ravings were entertaining.

The Spreading Devaluation of Creativity

Yeah, you know I don't have much in my life worth blogging about when you read a title like that. My life got boring, so I'd like to bring up a little something that's been bugging me for a while.

Ever since computers came into play in evaluating education, the "soft" fields of study, the ones where appreciation is subjective, started getting eroded. Why? Computers could only crunch definite numbers. Therefore, only the definitely quantifiable achievements ever got notice. And funding.

And

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Rare Stream!

I'm not doing very much of my own stuff right now because David Michael "The Spine" Bennett is streaming.

He usually streams on Periscope, which I can NOT make work for me. So this is a supremely rare treat.

And even better, he's working on one of my favourites, Photographic Memories [which I have bootlegged the demo of for my collection].

I am dead from teh luvs.

Story later. MUCH later.

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I just had the best idea

I only had a half-walk today. Just around one block. Because Autumn is a bitch and I neglected to put my inhaler in my long pants. But that doesn't matter so much.

The idea is a little bit Playing Beattie Bow and a little bit Chronicles of Narnia and a lot of steampunk and a dash of solarpunk and some weird phenomena thrown in.

There have been incidents of people stepping through time and stepping back again. Local wormholes, bla bla, it

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The best-laid plans...

Have gone so firkin agley that they turned out to be un-plans. Wuzgunnas, in fact.

I wuzgunna go and get myself a set of orthopaedic sandals so I didn't have my foot-sweat trying to eat my feet in my already orthopaedic trainers. BUT... the initial model I wanted was both suddenly too expensive [the price had seemingly gone up from $79.95 to $109.95] but also lacked the heel cushioning I desperately need in order to walk with relative ease. The

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Payday! And other inconveniences

Made you look. The inconveniences of payday are that we have to pay all our outstanding bills before we get on with the business of paying for food and treats. Which is downright depressing.

BUT it's also going to keep us alive and chugging along, so whatever.

I'm thinking about adding a regular payment to my Dreams Fund so I'm not so frelling disheartened by it all, all the time. If I can just keep my hands off of it for consecutive

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Juggling Life

I had a bit of a row with Beloved about money again. Domestic arguments always seem to start with income and inlaws. But this time, it included outgoing moneys as well.

I'm a frugal little bean and I try not to have extravagant expenditure. I try to get as much as I can out of as little as possible, and going over that allotment makes me sad, angry, and bitter. Especially when I've done my best scrimping, only to find that Beloved

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Thank you for your suggestion, but...

About a week ago, MeMum suggested that I should have breakfast before I go on my daily walk. Apparently it's supposed to help boost my metabolism and burn fat and thereby assist in losing weight.

It hasn't been that effective because I sit at my computer and browse Tumblr whilst I ingest. Because multi-tasking is a habit that's more or less expected, these days.

And once I'm done with breakfast, I automatically get started on my blog, story, and where applicable, my

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I just found the best motto

So I was procrastinating more than usual [it's Saturday here. Ner] and in-between playing YouTube videos and Minecraft, when I spotted this post with its equally hilarious motto.

"Whatever doesn't kill me... had better start running"

I want to wear this on a shirt. I want to have it on a cap. I want some, highly visible garment that I can firkin wear everywhere and have people read it and smirk.

I firkin love that attitude.

Even if I don't have the

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Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season already?

I'm going through the tissues like they're going out of style, right now. It could be my hardy perennial self-neglect at at work, because I've not been taking my supplements... or it could be Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season.

Allergies are such fun.

I have a whole lot of sniffling and snorting and coughing and horking up linings of my bronchial tubes to look forwards to. For extremely limited definitions of "look forwards". Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season is hell. And I have one

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Firkin sleep issues

I woke up at 3AM again.

This time, I'm keeping a journal of my wakings and potential causes. See if there's a pattern. Confirm or deny what I already suspect.

And what I suspect is - my brain is its own worst enemy.

When I woke this morning, a weird dream turned into a real logistics battle in my head and then my thoughts wouldn't shut the fuck up. So I got up and worked on some fanfic because trying to go

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Ugh

Dentist appointment, today. Gonna get that plaque scraped off my teeth et cetera. And told that I might lose my front teeth if I'm not careful.

I'm being careful as much as I can, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to get artificial incisors. Sooner or later, it's going to happen. It's pretty much inevitable.

Fortunately, my dentist is just as invested in me keeping my teeth as I am.

What I am going to do is drag my little

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I am becoming an old fart

Or maybe I'm made of old farts, it's hard to tell. Or maybe it's the good old self-neglect at work.

I'm stiff. I'm sore. I'm worn out by going to the movies ffs. Going to bed doesn't give the rest it used to. The pillow is trying to kill me.

OK I probably need to find the right kind of pillow, but it seems to be an elusive beast that uses Brigadoon as it's sole habitat. Everything has memory foam cores, these

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Ah, Monday.

One more day of relative peace and quiet and I didn't get anything that I was gassing about doing... done.

Oh well.

We have plentiful amounts of foodstuffs, thanks to a trip down to Golden Circle and Dicksons' [and more money was spent on Unsuitable Food than what you might call the genuine article]. I do have a bargain tray of Chook Thighs, so that and some simmer sauce is doubtless going to come to a pleasant arrangement in the not-too-distant future.

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OK about those last two diary entries...

I swear I previously published them. And yet, somehow, they turned up as drafts on my editor. I make sure each diary blog is posted before I trundle on with the story.

I'm sure.

I'm mostly sure.

OK, it's what I usually do and I don't always check and I should. Darn it.

Meanwhile, it's promising to be a very quiet weekend without my little darlings filling everything with noise. Beloved and I spent most of yesterday just slobbing around. It was

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