Last Day of Vacay

Hot day, cold beer.

Uploading photos to my poor old computer, which will then be backed up into an external drive, then deleted from said computer, because poor and old.

Once I’ve posted some of the better ones online, I’ll reformat my card and begin anew.

Lately, I find many of my dreams involve trying to capture moments on film.  Or…digitally, but same feeling driving the intent.  I like taking pictures.

Day drunkenness means I won’t likely get anything else constructive done today, but so be it.  Maybe I’ll at least stop all the hatred and anger and hurt.

Except physical hurt.  That’ll just have to heal up in its own time.

Made a new playlist for a new (to me) MP3 player, but can’t get my poor old computer to recognize the device, so just listening to it on speakers while pics upload.  I haven’t done that in a long time, just put music on and veg.  I used to do it all the time.  Every day.

It was like a wind down for me.  A chance to be alone with my thoughts, my rhythm, and my eclectic musical tastes.

Music and I go way back; probably to when I was still in the womb.  I grew up with it because I had good parents, and can’t remember a time when I didn’t have some song or other in my head.  It’s part of the reason I have a hard time falling asleep, so I’ve trained myself to switch to a particular song, which helps regulate my breathing, settle my mind, and like a bell to Pavlov’s dogs, condition my response to be one of sleepiness once I get the song going on repeat in my mind.

I have a hard time falling asleep TO music, but have adopted a couple of background noises which help.  I remember sleeping next to one person in particular and I was so attuned to her breathing that I would wake up at the slightest change in its rhythm.  Yet going back to NOT sleeping next to her didn’t really take after.  Maybe that’s why I need the background noise now.

Even living in the city so long means I can’t sleep when it’s quiet.

It’s annoying…I sort of had plans for today, but while I wasn’t committed to them, I also didn’t make an alternate plans in the event that the main ones didn’t pan out.  Which, I’m thinking, they probably aren’t, at this point.  That comes with a whole batch of different feelings, but none stronger than the other.  In the back, though, is an old distrust of myself.  Mistrust?  Whatever.  I have a habit of hurting myself, sometime intentionally, and sometimes – like this weekend, actually – more of a lack of caution to avoid hurting myself.  Which is usually just a matter of semantics, really.  It annoys me.  I annoy me.

Anyway – music.

I was tempted to fill my Facebook feed with lyrics from the WIDE variety of songs that are in today’s playlist.  I know everyone likes to think they have the furthest ranging taste in music, but I actually do.  Haha  See what I did there?  Okay, so maybe it’s not the literal furthest, but it’s pretty huge.  I love music.  Most days, my very cells are listening and singing along.  There are memories, emotions, fantasies…everything I am can be tied to a song or a melody.  Sometimes I listen to fuel my mood; other times to change it, or create one anew.

I should open a bar that has alternating karaoke and lip synch nights.  I’d be all over that shit  – in theory.  In reality, I would only be all over it alone in my living room, like right now.  Minus the non-humans who live with me, except they were a bit disturbed when I was dancing with myself earlier.

Fuck…how is THAT song not in this playlist?!

(Edit:  False alarm – it totally is)

Holy crap – the photos are done uploading!  All 8000-something of them!

I think I had more to say, but screw it.  Tomorrow is another day.

Even if it is a back-to-work day after this abysmal failure of a vacation.  At least day drunk is a good thing!

 

 

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YouTube

Betty White just turned 94 years old, and while I know we’ll lose her someday, there’s a part of me that just can’t accept it, and will probably refuse to let go. I’ll brace myself for the inevitable (unless, like her character Elka on Hot in Cleveland, she actually is immortal), but in the meantime, I’ll continue to love and enjoy the hell out of her as much as possible.

I put it on my buket list that I wanted to meet her, or at least be in the live studio audience for HiC, but the show got cancelled right after I realized how badly I wanted it (that and visiting Hudson the polar bear cub were what prompted the bucket list making in the first place), so apparently that’s not going to happen. At least not any time soon.

I’ll just have to continue watching her and getting to know her online, and through the experiences of others. I wish I could be half as wonderful at my age, as she is at her age now. I mean, geez! The lady has more life and zest in her than most of us, which is possibly why I have a hard time imagining her gone. I suspect she’ll hang out with all the animals and make people laugh in the afterlife, too. Maybe that’s where I’ll finally meet her, if I am good and lucky.

So what does all that have to do with YouTube, you ask?

Well…not much, to be honest. But it was Betty’s birthday that made me decide to write this post today. I made her a video awhile ago, to celebrate her lifelong love of the animal kingdom. I had visions of it going viral and her seeing it and basically allowing it to bring joy to everyone, so I posted it on my personal YouTube channel. It got some love, but not as much as I’d hoped, and I’m fairly sure I’m responsible for half the views, because I actually really freaking love it! I’d suspected that someone else would have thought to make it, and would have done it better and with the proper editing tools, but I couldn’t find one, so maybe I’m just that awesome, too.

You can watch it and feel the love here, if you want.

The first video I ever uploaded to this account was a clip from the Browncoat Cruise in 2007. I’d wanted to share it with friends I’d met on the cruise – and one in particular – so I posted it on YouTube and then just shared the link around.

After that, I started posting all of the Conjoined Twins of Terror videos – starting with the application video to the Evil League of Evil (Dr Horrible), the gag reel from that initial concept, and then a few others that we just did for fun.

From there, I started posting clips from high school performances I had on VHS so people could watch them and reminisce about our mad acting and music skills, and later decided to include my epic Valeditory Address.

Then, in February 2012, the zoo videos began to appear – mostly of Hudson. I remember it was my second time going to see him, and I knew before I got there that I intended to video the little goofball. I just kind of never stopped after that. There are a lot of Hudson videos…and some other zoo critters I love.

There’s the awesome Star Trek Screen Test my friends and I did when we were at Universal Studios on Spring Break one year. I’m the Vulcan, of course.

There’s a terrible quality recording of an O Canada video made during the 1992 Barcelona Olympics that still pretty much makes me cry when I watch it.

There are some promo videos for The Mind Reels Guinness World Record Attempt (posted before I made a separate channel for the event itself), a talking butt crack spotted in McDonald’s one day, and a fake audition reel for a role in The Hobbit.

All in all, there’s a bunch of little bits of me captured on video and assembled on my YouTube channel. Since this is an Inventory Of Everything, I felt maybe it was time to share some of the highlights with you before I end up adding more stuff!