Sunday, June 7, 2015

Ramble, Ramble, Ramble...

     So… here I sit, totally scatter-brained. I had the fortunate luck to catch a cold or some kind of bug this past week. I’ve been sick for the last four days. Talk about bad timing… I was supposed to meet up with friends for Gay Dayz in Orlando this weekend and I never made it out of the house. Hell, I barely made it out of bed.

     While in bed, I thought I would catch up on some reading. My to-be-read file is overflowing. I have no idea when I’m going to ever get through it all.

     Well, that didn’t work. My eyes kept watering and/or itching, to the point I just gave up on that idea. It was probably a good thing. My mind was and still is, all over the place. Talking about ramblings… Cold medicine does that to me.

     When I did manage to pull my big butt up outta the bed, I sat in my relatively new recliner. Damn, but I love this chair. It’s rare that I splurge on something for myself like this, but it was on sale. I was able to get it for almost half price too!

     It’s a big black leather thing, with electric buttons to raise and lower the footrest. It also has cup holders on both sides and a swivel table that can be removed and stored. OH yeah, it has this neat armrest thingy that lifts up to store the tray-top or a laptop.

     On the other arm, there is a compartment that has two plugs and two USB ports! Talk about convenient! I can plug in the laptop and phone. Isn’t that just too cool?

     Where was I going with this again? Uhh…

     Oh yeah, why I brought it up in the first place. Well duh! So I’m sitting there, enjoying my nice comfy chair, my feet up, watching TV. I’ve watched more TV in the last three days than I have in the last six months.

I need to be watching this news channel!

     Okay, that might not be true but in a way it is. I have the news on in the background almost constantly. I’m one of those oddities I guess. I’m a self-admitted news junkie. One of the good things about being a news junkie is that I get some really good story ideas. I mean, I did get the idea about P.O.W. directly from Anderson Cooper doing a report from Afghanistan, so it isn’t always a bad thing.

     Any-whooo, I booted up Netflix and was cruising through and randomly picked this TV series produced by Netflix. It’s called Sense8. The first two shows were a little slow and seemed a bit disjointed, but it got much better by the third installment. After that, I was hooked.

     I have to give Netflix kudos for doing this drama series. They have a gay couple and a transgender woman, in a relationship as well. They aren’t afraid to show or use nudity to further the story. Matter of fact, there was this one sex scene that was so hot I thought I was watching one of those soft porn channels. Season one is done and I sure hope they do season two. It’s great story line.

     Have I mentioned that I love coffee? If I had to choose between coffee and sex, coffee would win every time, hands down. Just thought I’d throw that out there.

     How do dogs get so dirty? I just washed these critters last week and they are already filthy. We’ve had rain over the last few days, so I’m sure that is part of it, but damn, give me a break, y’all. Can’t you at least stay clean for a week? It kills my back bending over the tub washing these heathen creatures. Okay, they’re not heathens, they really are sweet, but hell-fire, enough already.

     As I sit here, I have the door open so the dogs can go out and get even filthier than they already are. The cool morning air smells so clean and sweet. I have the great urge to go play in the dirt. There is so much that I want to get done in the yard. But I know that if I even try I’d probably fall over. I’m still sick and it isn’t a good idea to try and be active without making myself even sicker. Actually, this is the first day that I’ve felt like I was probably still part human.

     Earlier this week, before I became Typhoid Mary, I was given a play to read. It was written by a fairly new friend, who I met at through the happy hour group that meets on Fridays. What an interesting man. I like him and his partner a lot, even if they are damn Yankees.

     So I read the first act of the play and I was quite impressed. I liked the way he was laying it out. The flow might need a little work, but overall, it was very good. Thing is, as I was reading it, I couldn’t help but put some of my own ideas into it. That was probably not a very good thing to do.

     You may have guessed it: I started thinking of writing a play. I have no idea who’d want to produce it, but the seed was planted. As I was reading Charlie’s play, I kept thinking to myself, ‘I could so do this’.

     When I’m writing, I can feel the characters. I see what they see and I think that comes across in my writing. Of course I get to know these characters, and they become real people to me. It is only recently that I became confident in thinking I could actually do justice to this whole writing thing.

     As I promised, I’ve been reading reviews. I have to say, I’m more than a little surprised. So thank you all who take the time to write reviews. It’s been rather eye-opening for me. Back to the play thingy…

     I might actually think about that for a future project. I do like a challenge and I think it would be a nice change of pace for me. I even have a story line forming. We’ll see I guess. Right now I have more than enough on my plate. Probably enough to keep me busy for the next couple of years.

     Before I close this up, I’d like to say thank you again to everyone who has supported me with this author thing. I still feel like I’m a newbie struggling to find my way.

     Did you do anything nice for someone this week? I did. Wasn’t much, but I did make someone’s life just a tad bit easier.

     Have a grrreat week, y’all.


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