So last night the movie Drive was seen. The plot was about as interesting as watching milk evaporate in a pan at low heat, but still the visuals got into my bedtime head and a long intense dream lasted through much of the night. I went about the city stealing cars, and just moving them around. Cars parked on the streat would be relocated a block or so away. Cars in parking lots would be moved to different sections of the same parking lot. A plot twist in the dream came when it was pointed out to me that there are cameras everywhere in the city and that my hijinx had been exposed. At that point I called out from work. Temperatures are mild and the skies are dry again, so it's a good day for committing hijinx, but be aware who (both in person and via technology) is watching, because they are watching. Happy Tuesday, drivers.
Standards for blood borne pathogen resistance". This will be great if today's rain is followed by zombies. Seeing as it is Monday, that could actually happen.
a Brit thing. Or maybe it's just some Gretchen Wiener thing. Anyway, you'll finally get to wear some boots this weekend as snow sashays from the sky late tonight and into tomorrow. Three to five inches are expected so get the boots out, but don't wear them today. Today is more about the cold, requiring hats and scarves and gloves. It''s Friday! Boots!!
Struggle on, warrior.
Okay, so while Kirk was shirtless all the time, it turns out Spock took his shirt off too. In this case it was because of space-Nazis. You just never know what's going to happen, unless you do. And you do know that it's going to be sunny all day with temperatures in the 40's. If you're packing for the long haul, carry the umbrella as it will start raining sometime after 9 tonight. Not snow, not even wintry mix, just rain. Live long and prosper.
"Thirteen degrees in Central Park. With wind though it feels like three." Thank you WNYC for waking me up with those words. Take the extra time to bundle up today, as you'll want all the layers active to survive this bone-chilling day!
Here we are at the longest night of the year. It's a time of celebration for the vampires and others that shun the light. The naturalist pagans noted the winter solstice with huge celebrations, noting not only the longest night of the year but also that days were starting to get longer again. Christians coopted the pagan holidays for themselves because they were more popular than theirs back in the day. (Jesus was born in summer.)
Whether you celbrate by starting your drinks at sundown (4:32 tonight (which is ridiculous)) or maybe having an extended facial mask, or maybe just hunkering down into a really long night of sleep, you can honor the night in your own way. Temperatures will be mild, but certain rains are coming for you, so bring the umbrella.
We slow down. Clients offices stop calling. Vendors have taken off until the new year. (Or it seems that we're the only ones still working, doesn't it?) While many are leaving town, some are returning. The holiday parties now are less frenzy and more collegial. Plans are coagulating and congealing. Confrontation on a personal level as to what you can and cannot accomplish before the holiday break occurs (if it hasn't already). We slow down, umbrella in hand as the rains return this afternoon and early evening. It's humpday, but just saunter through.
"To face unafraid the plans that we made." It's a lovely sentiment isn't it? And before going further, it's not going to snow today, but the song hit me while at a book shop last night. This particular lyric stuck through to today.
There is such a thing as "Christmasphobia". Here are a few symptoms: anxiety, dread and panic such as shortness of breath, rapid breathing, irregular heartbeat, sweating, nausea, dry mouth, nausea, shaking. All of which sound like shopping at a department store to me.
Choices are aplenty this time of year. Where to go for the holidays, what gifts to buy, what to wear to assorted holiday parties, who receives a gift and who doesn't, how to get from place to place, and other puzzles plague the brain.
Today is a day to face unafraid. The temperatures have warmed temporarily with a high reaching for 50 despite increased clouds. While it's not a winter wonderland, it is good weather to finalize the last plans to be made and finish up any shopping before tomorow's rain. Good luck and keep moving forward.
(Image via a great Calvin and Hobbes tribute video that is after the jump.)
What better time than a cold snap to revisit the Snap Divas from Tongues Untied. Granted wearing gloves makes it hard to snap, but the quick turn in temperature does require some acknowledgement. Confront the snap, with a snap. Temperatures will bounce back midweek (with a risk of rain), but for today, bundle up with all the accessories. And make it snappy!
Here we are, one week from days finally starting to get longer and the pagan holidays that were seized by Christians and even though the way to stop from slipping into the seasonally affected disorder of depression which is so easy this year as really this has been the worst year ever just like last year and the one before and somehow its at the same time the first year that we haven't supplemented with some antidepressant or antianxiatal at least not from the pharmacy so we just slip on the frenzy and wear it like some worn down third-world prostitute's negligee feeling oh so pretty pretty pretty while the world slides by with its busy business as the weather is sunny yet colder each day of the weekend so we all just reach out to the world and we ask on a case-by-case basis, "Be my baby tonight?"
Have you considered that RuPaul has used the same catchphrases and philosophies for over two decades now? Sure, there's a bit more of a corporate glint and shine to it these days, but wow, two decades. It's very easy this time of year, but with some rainy weather, take some time and think about from where it is you've come. Think about the consistent themes that have been part of your life. Then make sure that your mom/dad/aunt/etc. have their gift and or card on their way, because your moment of reflection is over and it's back to the now. Happy Thursday!
Oh, humpday, cruel beast you are. You require a pick-me-up:
Inspiration is in the air. Sometimes just knowledge of basic things will help get you going. The weather is one of those things. With a high of 45 and bright sunny skies, maybe knowing that it will rain tomorrow can get you going today? Granted tomorrow we'll need to pull out something else from our bag of tricks, but we'll do it.
You don't need a crew of telepathic alien stylists or mermaids or Supergirl, but you should consider getting yourself together today. Sure, it turned cold and you're hiding under bundles, but the social clusterfuck weekend is coming with its assorted holiday gatherings before the actual holiday weekend. Also? People start taking lots of pictures again at this time of year. So trim the hair and facial hair too. Moisturize to protect from the dry heat and make sure your favorite clothes are clean today so you're not running around over the weekend. Easy enough, right? (As for the "psycho-charge" to eliminate "shy backwardness" that's between you and your local liquor store/drug dealer/pharmacist.)
The lists of "Things of the Year" are coming out now. One of them was NPR's "All Songs Considered" Songs of the Year, which ended with one of my favorite's coming out on top. The Cults just sort of sauntered into that space with The XX (many others) to be sort of "the sound of now".
With our weather firmly in December now with highs in the 40's and a chill in the air, you need to be in the now as well. Dress warmly, but use layers to deal with the temperature changes of going in and out of spaces. Consider a coal bag or similar to put your extra layers. (It also helps to put your things folded in a bag as opposed to hanging with your coat at a coat check.) As the sun is low in the sky, you'll want to put a sunglass case in that bag as well.
Speaking of being in the now, it's Monday. Let's go do those things that they pay us to do for a few days, shall we? If it makes it more fun, pretend you've been abducted.
Oh perilous dreams, what madness you weave.
I awoke after a dream about Julian Assange, at least partially. I was in Provincetown with a local artist and we were at a party there with assorted friends. Assange started to speak with us, joined by his friend "Robert", a man in his mid-forties, and rather business-sexy. Assange offered me a purple glowing gel cap that I pretended to take immediately, but actually tried to pocket. The glow from it emanated from my pocket, so there was only the choice to take it or ditch it. I took it and recognized the effects as a very light version of MDMA. We all went to Robert and Julian's place and clothes were quickly lost. Julian laid me down on the bed, and put the loosest, most comfy condom ever on me, telling me it was "new technology" that the Catholic church was trying to prevent from reaching the world. He rode me like a cowboy while Robert and the local artist made out on the other side of the bed. It was all good and fun until the noise of my alarm woke me.
So, no, Assange isn't gay, but in the documentary "Inside the New York Times" (available now on Netflix streaming and quite good) he does look quite handsome. That's where that part of the dream came from. The local artist is a friend, and the 40-something business-sexy fellow was just random. The purple-glowing MDMA is just a fantasy that drugs were good and not so polluted now, maybe?
This weekend will be good for nice sleeping and good dreams. If you keep a dream journal (this is fyf weather forecasts being mine), note them down and think about the different elements. Live your dreams, and analyze them too! Happy Friday!