Random freaky moments...

I've been having these moments more and more of late. Weird coincidences, where I think about something, and then it happens almost immediately, or someone makes a comment about something I've been thinking about when I haven't uttered a word, in a weird, serendipity way...

Me, psychic?

Meh.

But...

The other day, I was thinking of my friend, who has a very distinctive name, not common at all - I was visualising meeting him the previous week, 10 years after we had last seen each other at Uni, and marvelling about how we just seemed to slot into the old ways of chatting and joking with each other, as if that decade gap in between never happened. And then I started thinking about how to spell his name... I was crossing the road at the time, and randomly looked up to my left, only to see his surname spelt in exactly the right way, but as the sign of a cafe snuggled in between two old theatre buildings...! I'd never seen it before, so wasn't expecting it at all. It was almost like the universe was listening in on my thoughts, and gave me a friendly nudge and a smile. Of all the times and places...and all that... completely odd, but cool coincidence.

And then a few months ago, I was sitting on a bench reading a book, and a specific passage in it, where the characters are bitching about a woman that they don't like, and mimicking the way that she speaks. As I finish that particular sentence, a completely random woman walks by behind my bench, chatting away on her mobile phone, and repeats the mimicking sentence I have just that second read, word for word! Now she was obviously mimicking someone that she didn't like on the phone, but to say the same words?!? How freaky is that?!?

And then just now, I had a really weird, random coincidence... Out of the blue, as I was walking up to the women's toilets before going out to lunch, I started thinking about an L Word episode (season 3) that I had seen months and months ago - specifically, where Moira/Max is on a road-trip with Jenny, and still a woman at the time, s/he gets out of the car to pee, and pees standing up. Jenny is curious, and asks her how s/he can do that? And Moira/Max shrugs, and says that s/he's always done it that way, since s/he was a little girl - it just felt natural to her. So I'm thinking about this as I enter the loos, and wondering if one day, when drunk enough and among friends on a camping trip, or something, how cool it would be to see if I could pee standing up - it would be funny and kinda interesting (angles and hip positioning and all that). So, still laughing to myself at just how drunk I'd be and how surreal it would feel, I come out of the cubicles to wash my hands, and right by the mirror (wasn't there yesterday) - is a printed out joke that someone has stuck to the wall. On it is a cartoon of a lady in a business suit, her back to these two guys, and she is obviously peeing standing up! The guys are saying "Wow!", and the tagline is "You don't have to be a man to work here, but it does help if you can pee standing up.". !!! I swear that little piece paper wasn't on the wall before, and of all the random things to think about at that time, and to see that bit of paper there...

I could go on, but...

::Shakes head::

Maybe I should play the lottery again, eh?

Hmmm...

Thinking in stanzas

I've started thinking in stanzas lately.

There are some mornings when I arrive at the station, breathless, blood-pumping through my veins after my 12 minute power-walk up hill, then I stop for a moment, surrounded by a crowd of commuters, and look up at the sky.

And wonder.

Wonder why it doesn't seem so awesome anymore. Not like it did when I was little and wide-eyed and full of wonder at what could be up there and beyond...

My perspective is so different now, a jaded worry about the lack of ozone we have to protect us compared to decades gone by, worry about global warming, my imagination already stroked by the likes of Star Trek Voyager, Babylon 5, StarGate SG1 and other sci-fi shows that have explored space and imagined what could be out there.

I dunno...that sense of awe is now masked with something else... like my mind is masked with a "Been there, imagined that, worried about this... nah, the sky's not so awesome anymore... more of a a lid on all the other stuff we're screwing up down here...".

Geez, when did I ever get so jaded? Worrying, but interesting...

And then my mind flies elsewhere, and I wonder if I can get these thoughts into stanza form, could I perform this, out there on the stage, at the poetry cafe, at a poetry slam? Could I? Could I brazenly stand up and do a piece about the love of a woman, the love of her touch, her scent, her essence, her being. Just her?

Could I?

I guess I could only but try...

Alice & Tasha Part II

And here they are again...Sigh

Alice & Tasha

I really love this couple. Alice is extremely hot (both her mind and her body), and I could so totally be Tasha in terms of my style, my ethnicity, and attention to detail (as well as choice of boxer shorts), it's scary (though I'm a little more communicative, and a little less abrupt - think of me as a softer version, but with the same kind of silent, still aura).

Anyway, although I know they're going to have a testing time this season, I thought it was nice the producers gave us such a fabulous opening in the first episode...

Here is a selection of video clips I put together to show the beginning of this season's story arch:

Alice & Tasha (L Word)
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