Monday, 28 November 2016

Like a memory from a dream

Well work has been good. I don't feel like a moron all of the time now.

I watched one of the films on my 'to watch list' yesterday; The French connection. I enjoyed it. Car chases, gun fights, hot headed cops. It was gritty, the protagonist Doyle is like a brutal maverick with a gung-ho attitude. It was very atmospheric but I have to say it did not captivate me the way Casablanca did. I did like Doyle's line "picking your feet in Poughkeepsie". It was like his tagline.

I once expressed a theory that finding a true connection with people would be easier if we were brains in jars. we could only differentiate by our intellectual ability and inclination, our human emotion and thoughts.

Recently there have been a couple of times that a memory that I thought that I had forgotten has come back to me because of something trivial.

It's so weird how our brains can retain information in some kind if organised system. I like to think of my brain as a room full of filing cabinets.

Scientists have been doing research into memories and have developed a concept that memories can be mapped on the brain and retrieved. It's called optogenetics. it cannot currently be used on humans but studies have been done using mice. its very interesting to read about.
Reminds me of Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind.

Song for today is homeward bound by Simon and Garfunkel. I love this.
"Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me"
I'm fascinated by his relationship with Kathy.

Wednesday, 21 September 2016

Game, changes and fears

There has been nothing but change in my life recently. Normally I handle change like an angry hippo but I'm dealing well....I want to say it's because I'm grown-up and mature but I think the real reason is that a certain book has taught me that "I'll handle it".

That does not mean that everything will go right. And it does not mean that you aren't going to feel totally stupid.

I frequently feel totally stupid... But it does mean that I will face it all head on, smiling and unapologetically being myself.

Do not run away from your life - you can handle it!

Song of today is a foxy lady, Macy Gray - I try. 

Friday, 2 September 2016

Crush crush crush

I love Robert Carlyle. I have done since I was a kid and still when I see him on tv my heart beats faster.
I guess that's how it feels to have a crush though. It's the same as the beginning of a relationship,  everytime you see that person you just feel like you're melting from the inside out.

This is the thing aswell, how do you know if a crush is actually love. I'm not for one minute saying that I am genuinely in love with Robert Carlyle. But I mean I honestly thought that I was in love with the boy I had my first kiss with.

I cant really blame myself though, it was just like a movie. Everything was slow motion, it could have been 10 seconds or 10 minutes. I remember everything around us was hazy and out of focus. In reality the kiss was terrible but it was and still is in my top 5 romantic moments.

          Look how damn hot he's is!  Miaow!

Thursday, 14 July 2016

July she will fly

Sometimes you learn things that really surprise you, things you read about and a little sparkle of excitement jumps inside you.
Today I learned that in Paris back in the 1850s there was such a thing as treetop restaurants and bars. The original 'grand Robinson' was a restaurant built in an old chestnut tree. People who could not get to the seaside would come for a getaway. It was all the rage! The pictures are just amazing.

There are far more amazing details on the website - messynessychic

There is also some really interesting information about the moulin rouge and it's famous (or infamous) elephant.

And now for a song, one I keep coming back to. It sounds like summer rain, you know the kind that is warm and heavy and all at once.
  April come she will-simon and garfunkel.

"I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me" - F Scott Fitzgerald

Wednesday, 29 June 2016

I love the tone that's in your laugh...

Thursday was a momentous day for the people of the United Kingdom. It was our biggest opportunity for change in many years, an opportunity we held in our hands. And we voted. All of us...well most of us. Someone once told me that you should always vote, if only to stop the crazy people getting into power. I agree. It's your right as a person but for me and many of you reading this it's also your right as a woman.
Did you know that women only earned the right to vote in 1928 (in England anyway). That's nothing compared to women in Saudi Arabia who were only allowed to vote for the first time in December 2015.

"all animals are equal but some animals are more equal than others".

Summer has arrived where I live. There are wild berries growing in my garden and everything is lush and alive. There have been some storms recently which brought with them warm summer rain. I love that. Afterwards it smells fresh and clean but the air is still hot.
Such magic.

When the weather is hot it makes me want to make social food. It makes me wish I had a porch and a rocking chair. I'd make a big jug of fresh lemonade, the traditional cloudy kind and nice coconut cake.

This is a song that I just can't help but love. The video as well! Don Bluth animation. It's like made for me....... Mary by the scissor sisters 

Saturday, 28 May 2016

Eyes across a crowded room...

In my head, my life maps out like a story. Like I'm the main character in 'Callisto's marvellous life' or something. Do you ever feel like that? Like events are already planned? Let's call it 'fate' or more romantically 'destiny'.

So all this talk of destiny brings me to today, when I had one of the most fantastic and numbing experiences of my life thus far.
I went out for the day with a friend and we ended up in this little town and there was a 1940s weekend on. It was all around the train station and there was a steam train, ww2 jeeps and vehicles and even a spitfire!
Everyone was dressed up, fantastic!

So we were looking around this little vintage shop and someone bumped me from behind. He said sorry but I didn't turn around. Then I felt him trip over my foot! I turned around to say sorry and we smiled at each other. He was dressed in a soldier's uniform with hat.

My friend asked me what happened, and I told her. I said that if I wasn't involved with someone already that this would be an amazing meetcute. She turned to me and said 'i was literally about to say that'.

In the words of Adele 'it was just like a movie...'. And to top it off, as we were leaving there was a woman singing 'la vie en rose' the correct way (in French). I mean really! It was a dream I was sorry to wake from.

I loved this so much I'll be working it into my story.