This is based on an old post from my former blog, with different results, of course. The object is to play twenty (20) random tracks from whatever device you use for listening to music, adding your first thoughts about each track as you go along. Continue reading
It’s Saturday morning and I’m already in rare form. Well, not so rare for me. In fact, it’s quite regular, but I have to control myself because people aren’t so happy when they find out a 48 year old mom constantly has her mind in the gutter.
But how can one not ‘go there’ when things are so obvious? I mean, what would you think if you saw this transform into a monkey??? And monkey is a euphemism, to boot!
Apparently there are all sorts of other shows with weird subliminal inappropriate things that flash before your eyes – in children’s shows. But I’m not going there, because I don’t want to ruin everyone’s childhood.
Time for coffee … and a different show.
It’s necessary to share a rare, content mood. My favorite music/artists usually trigger these good moods. But because there was a time when I was constantly listening to the same music over and over for quite a few years, it nearly lost its deep meaning to me. It almost escaped my heart and soul. So, I backed off quite a bit, and saved it for special occasions. Continue reading
But I’ll get blocked … on all platforms, and I can’t risk it. So I’ll post it here, because I really can’t resist, and I’m a naughty violinist with a filthy mind, and when I saw the following video …
…only one person came to mind, and the temptation to tweet is so strong right now … but I must behave.
My tweet would say something like “How long is your D?” … or maybe “How long can you make your D last?” … or “Your D is probably stronger and longer” … and I could go on. But it’s late, and I don’t want to get flagged.
So, I’ll just sip my iced tea and leave this right here.
This is shout out to all the Cara’s in the world.
When I was growing up, it was impossible to find anything with my name on it. So, I was the loser who didn’t have a personalized license plate on my bike, and the loser who didn’t have a key chain or whatever was cool at the time with my name on it.
Even today, it’s difficult to find anything with my name on it. Yet, there are probably thousands (or maybe more) of Cara’s out there in the world.
And I swear to GOD, if anyone sends me a bunch of crap with my name on it, I’ll haunt you in my afterlife. Unless it’s stationery. I love that shit.
In related news, in certain fandoms, I not only count on having a less common first name (I think?), but I also count on my extremely unusual last name – my married name, that is.
And when I’m a live stream chat participant, it’s exciting to hear my name mentioned by certain personages I hold near and dear to my heart. But when I’m not part of a live stream, and I watch the replay and hear “CARA K”, I choke on my food. Especially when the word mukbang is mentioned along with my name – since I’ve recently become addicted to watching mukbang.
That said … is someone impersonating me in the live stream platforms??? I mean, I’m a nobody, and I kind of like it that way, for now. But when I hear “CARA K”, it really catches me off guard, because people who are lazy and don’t want to pronounce my last name sometimes resort to just saying ‘K’. They did it at a former place of employment, when I worked with my husband.
In closing, I’d rather hear Dan (or Phil) butcher my name than say ‘K’. But since I wasn’t part of that live stream, I can’t be certain it was me, and I’m not about to stalk the live stream platform to see if there is another me. And that would just freak me out and piss me off if there is another me. BUT, I guess that’s the risk of being online in the public forum.
SHOULD I find out ????? I don’t have the energy…and I really don’t care. If you want the real me, there are ways to find and contact the real me.
But please, don’t, unless it’s business related. I mean, what if you’re a vampire, or an alien? I can’t take that chance. 😛