Saturday, June 27, 2020

Saturday 4pm 2020

Spudguns!, it's been a few months. Sorry, about that. I know, every so often I come in here for a few days and promise to keep the bloggy blog more active, and then crap happens and I just don't.

I think I'm just starting to feel my age. That was something I never thought I'd ever do. Feel old. Being older is one thing, but to feel old that's not something we're prepared for. Like as in, the media never really tells you that one day you're just going to wake up and not feel young anymore. Good or bad. You know what I mean, when you suddenly realize just how out of date your pop-culture references truly are.  Or you look around and realize you identify with the slacker best friend on the sitcom and not the star of the show. 

See, I couldn't even get too deep right now even if I wanted to. Nothing to get deep over.

So the world is starting to get back to business in what is still an extremely dangerous time in our lives. Personally, I think we are jumping in too soon. But that's just my thoughts on the matter. I think we need to stay isolated a little longer.

Okay, I've run out of topics for the moment. I'll be back soon.

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

11:36 am Tuesday

Spudguns!,  as I zombie walk to the kitchen in order to make a cup of coffee, I do what I find myself doing every morning now. Turning on the news channel to listen to the Prime Minister's daily updates.   Is it weird that I find the Prime Minister's voice soothing?  Prime Minister Trudeau just has one of those voices that is calming. He could teach a lot of doctor's how to talk to the public. I mean, seriously, if at any time in my life he'd come into the emergency room and told me how bad my situation was right before a surgery, that bad news blow wouldn't have been so difficult to hear. There's just a dignity he has when he addresses the public.

Totally shifting gears and topics now.  I've been stuck in a crazy tarot cycle again. This time we're talking about the 8 of Cups. A card about walking away, of ending one phase and preparing to start another. This could be referring to the general situation that is happening but, I'm thinking it's a little more streamlined than that. I'm thinking it's a little more streamlined because it more often than not, is popping up along with the 2 of Wands. So someone has decided to walk away from something.

I think I need to pull myself away from the youtube for awhile. Besides the amount of whining youtubers seem to be doing right now in regards to being indoors, I'm feeling off kilter. To address the first part, I really want to  say to some of them to chill. To point out that there is a large chunk of the world's population that are housebound at the best of times. For some of us, having to stay in the house for a few weeks at a time is the norm. And to address the second part of my statement, I've been reevaluating my projects. They're not making me as happy as they used to. Okay, granted, some are just on hold because of the world being on general hold. Can't finish things if the stores/cinemas are closed. That's just the common sense of it.

But this is the beginning of my Hallowe'en season. Yeah. I start working on certain elements of the spookiness in order for them to be ready by late September. Sometimes that works out fabulously, others not so much.  This is one of those not so much times. And it's these projects, the ones I can actually control that are having me feeling less than fresh.  And I know I 've talked about this more than I should admit to in the last few years, but when I started this blog back a decade ago, I had full intentions of it being Hallowe'en themed/horror/goth themed projects. Well, you can see how well that worked out for me eh?  And now there is a whole sub-genre out there in the darkness of the foggy night who do the gothic gloomy roomy. Some of them do it with more talent and skill, some with a bigger budget and still others just ...well let's just say if they had the same amount of fans as me I could outshine them.

As we all currently deal with a major Tower and Hangedman tarot situation, I wonder what bridges will be left to cross?  Okay, I've rambled a bit long today so I'll just end it here for now...and maybe do the dishes.

Friday, March 27, 2020

Bottom shelf emptiness

Spudguns!, I don't know about you, but I am so confused right now. Emotionally, I have been going in circles for the last while. There are things I want to say but not sure it's a good idea. Fears bubbling to the surface and screaming in my ear causing me to want to vomit. The panic attacks have nothing to do with the world outside, but everything to do with how I've been feeling emotionally, creatively.

What a harsh way to start off a blog post. Sorry about that.

Let;s try again.  Spudguns!, I love you!  I worship the ground you walk on and I worship your shadow.

But in all seriousness, 2020 has been like an emotional roller coaster so far for me. Little things that have chipped away at my nerves and reserve. And this was before the isolation and world panic.  Raise your hand if you spent more than two days trying to hunt down some toilet paper.

The lesser of the mindmelting issues, was a stack of tarot readings.  Okay, I have to admit, I'm addicted to those youtube pick a card readings. What happened was, I had put a question out to the universe and asked for a sign on it. Within minutes, I got one. I turned on youtube and there at the front of the recommendations was one of those readings.  I watched and it just fit like a glove what the random reader was saying. I saw five more within the next 48 hours all saying the same thing. So, yeah I took that as a sign. I then had someone actually do a reading for me here. And they told me pretty much the same thing. Then I started to hear songs that sort of fit into the mix. Alright, I get it, this is the situation and here is the sign. Right.

Okay, how to deal with that information?  I know myself from doing readings for other people, that when a message comes up repeatedly for someone, it's because they still haven't dealt with the issue. My problem is, I can't. It's not up to me, it's up to my secret admirer. And at lest two of those readings, one of the random youtube pick a card and my personal in person reading; got pretty detailed about the guy.

I did however, do the only thing I could do. I posted on my facebook page a tarot card and a song title a few days ago. I was doing my normal daily tarot card pull, when I the song popped in my head. The ironic thing about it was, when I went to turn on the music station that song was on. Creepy right. Well, the universe was smashing me with a big whammy that morning.

Look, dude, this message I have been getting for over a month now, is going to keep popping up in my readings until the situation is dealt with. Just one tiny something from you. Be it  a conversation,  or something. A like on the tarot post, or ....I don't know? Go sing the song in karaoke or something. Just acknowledge the damned message on your part for now.

And with that out of the way, I just want to say I hope all my lovely Spudguns! are keeping safe during this crazy world panic. That specially goes for you wrestlers who used to fill my blogging posts with love, rants and teasing. Just because I don't watch the shows anymore or write about you too often anymore doesn't mean I don't still hope you're all safe.

Till later kiss kiss noise

Saturday, February 22, 2020

Mercury, stuff, and cereal

Spudguns! it's just before 11am where I am right now as I type this. Mercury has been in retrograde for the last week, and will stay that way for another two weeks. Ugh!  To say I'm feeling all the brutality of that planet right now is an understatement.  It seems like everything under the moon and sun seems to break down for me when Mercury goes into it's retroness. Headaches galore. Both literal and metaphorical.

So, youtube doesn't know how to classify me. Nether do I for that matter.  You know when you log in to youtube and you get your recommendations; well, I have like 50 rows of different crap every time. That's because I am the kind of person who binge watches a million different topics every day.  I just spent a few days watching nothing but "how to style"  videos after my usual plate of cooking videos.

See my punniness there.

Anyways, I just thought I'd come in here for a moment and chatter on about well...not much really. Just felt the need to blog about anything.

Speaking of cooking videos, I just picked up a box of Tim Horton's cereal. I saw a food reviewer talking about it on one of their videos and when I saw it yesterday at the store had to pick it up. So yeah did that.

And this is the part where I tell you to follow me on my facebook page (here)because I'm in there everyday posting something, even if it's just the daily Hallowe'en countdown. I've been making a bunch of videos with my neighbour and fiend lately. Pointless and sometimes funny.

So, until next time. Creeping Screams!

Sunday, January 12, 2020

Tripping down memory

Spudguns!, it's been a weird few days. Things I've let slide to the back burner for the last few years, even somethings I've forgotten completely about, have suddenly popped up.  Like my use of the word Freal.

You know I'm a big fan of Farscape, right and I used to swear constantly; most of which on bloggies I tried my best to use sci-fi speak to replace it. I sometimes put a little accent between the e and the a (Fre'al  or Frea'l)   and I even admitted I knew it was spelled Frell but didn't like the actual spelling.

Well, I was just talking with one of the neighbours here in my building, and they kept going on about some ice cream place called F'Real.  Like as in For Real Ice Cream.  Huh. Interesting. The whole time they were talking I couldn't stop thinking about Farscape and black trenchcoats, and the character of Rygel. 

Craziness right?  

Then I realized, I haven't watched an episode in about 8 years. Roughly. I had about a decade of my life where I lived and died by that show.  Sad to think it hasn't crossed my mind in nearly a decade. Yeah, it's 21 years old as of the time of this post. Damn it Janet! middle age sucks.
The boxed set has a layer of dust on it so thick it would make you weep...well sneeze at lest.

I think a marathon of the show is in order.  That and a really big sundae.  

Till later, Creeping Screams!