Another weekend arrives.  I have so much cleaning to do.  I don’t know why I can’t seem to keep up with it.  It should be easy to do– use a dish and instead of placing it in the sink, wash it and put it in the dishwasher.  Take off a shirt, place it in the hamper and not the floor.  Take off a jacket and place it on a hanger and not a door knob.

Why do I feel like one action is preferable to the other?  They are about equal.  One might take a couple seconds longer but the shorter one actually takes more time in the long run.  See, I realize it and yet I CANNOT bring myself to do the right thing.  Maybe I need to be hypnotized.

My fear with that is I will be put into a trance and the hypnotist will abuse my vulnerable position by having me act like a chicken.  (I think I got this idea from a Laverne and Shirley episode)  This somehow leads me to…  I met a man who is a massage therapist.

We were talking and he suggested I help him with Social Networking and he would give me a couple free massage sessions.  I love bartering so I said sure!  I ran into him a couple days later and we were talking and he said,

“You don’t have to worry about me being a male massage therapist, you will be able to feel my good intentions flowing through my hands and onto your skin.  Now don’t get me wrong!  I like beautiful women as much as the next man but I would never violate that sacred trust that you put into me allowing me to touch your body.  Heck, I’ve massaged girls as young as 18!  Beautiful girls!  And some young boys too!  The youngest was 8.  I even massaged an 80 year old woman!  And I was a gentleman with her!”

I was totally okay with it before he said this and now I am TOTALLY FREAKED OUT!  It seems like one weird thing after another keeps happening to me.

I want to see this movie based totally on this still. I have no clue what it’s about, all I know is it stars Colin Firth wearing Dieter glasses and a white oxford and appears to take place in the ’60’s. That’s enough for me. I WANT TO SEE IT!

LATER…
Other reasons why this movie may be awesome or not

• it’s based on a short story by Christopher Isherwood
• a reviewer wrote: (story of a) middle age man that spends a day drowning in a memory that tortures him
• He’s playing another gay man… Grrrrrrrrr, I should have seen that coming since it’s an Isherwood story.

What I hoped it was about:

• A man who loses his lovely wife and mourns her loss while being haunted by an evil dwarf
• A couple who are mourning the loss of a child and are haunted by an evil dwarf
• An emotionally paralyzed man who falls in love with a warm woman who allows him to live life more fully yet they somehow still fall victim to an evil dwarf

In my earlier post where I wrote, “I AM NOT AN IDIOT!” made me think of the Prisoner, “I AM NOT A NUMBER!” Have you heard that AMC is remaking The Prisoner? Six is now portrayed by one of my favorite actors, Jim Caviezel. (LOVED him in the Count of Monte Cristo).

The Prisoner will premiere at 8PM | 7C over three nights.
Sun., Nov. 15: “Arrival” and “Harmony”
Mon., Nov. 16: “Anvil” and “Darling”
Tue., Nov. 17: “Schizoid” and “Checkmate”

I actually have the times and dates in my Google Calendar. I really want to catch it.

And here’s where I admit something terrible… I HAVE NEVER SEEN THE ORIGINAL PRISONER SERIES. I know I would love it. I know it would move me. I know I would totally relate like I do with La Femme Nikita. I just never found the opportunity to watch it. I gotta see if it’s on Hulu.

Friday. What a long week. A bunch of appointments. Two of which seemed wondrously promising, actually turned out to be real doozies. The one I mentioned earlier- the other occurred yesterday. After talking for an hour, I told him my price and he says what he wants to do is have me work on commission so I would get a cut of all business done through the Website. He said this would be more lucrative for me than if he just pays me for the Website. Yeah, right. I walked away knowing I wasted my hour.

I have another meeting today. My hope is this one works out. I can’t have three bad meetings in one week, can I?

Things, Like Network Solutions in the Dark

And I want to continue spewing negativity at Network Solutions. I FINALLY got a call back over another issue I had… Each time I tried to do the autoinstall for themes or plugins or upload media, I got the error: Failed to connect to FTP Server. The fine folks at Network Solutions kept asking me to reenter my ftp information, insisting I was making a typo. I wanted to scream, “I AM NOT AN IDIOT!” So anyway, I surfed around the Network Solutions account page and found Reset File Permissions (Web Hosting > FTP & Content Publishing> Reset File Permissions) clicked it, and immediately Wordpress accepted the FTP information and I was uploading just fine.

If you want to know how I resolved the inability to install Wordpress… I just waited 10 hours. Turns out when it says, “It may take 10 minutes for Wordpress to install completely” they really mean 10 hours. I totally recommend using Dreamhost. They may not have free phone tech support but at least everything works right so you never need to call them.

Here’s my favorite Stray Cats song:

And while we are on that topic, here’s a little Eddie Cochran number, Twenty Flight Rock:

This is my favorite Eddie Cochran tune:

Sid Vicious covered this song… you can see it here but do beware that the beginning is a little gross. (Can you believe what a baby he was?)

Eddie died in 1960 at the ripe old age of 21. It was a traffic accident. Gene Vincent was also in the car but luckily survived, although just barely.

I had a crazy meeting this afternoon. It bothered me. And I’ve written two posts on it that I haven’t published because they are just too personal and possibly TMI. I want to write about it, I want to share the looniness with you. Yet I can’t do it. Dang it! Just riddle me this Batman, how do crazy flakes get into positions of power? How come some people are reigned in by a sense of decency while others can spit in your face and think nothing of it? Why do I feel embarrassment and remorse while others can just keep on keepin’ on?

Anyone watch V? I really wanted to but I decided to work out instead. I will catch it eventually.

I heard it’s a “barbed commentary on Obamamania.” Did you see it? Do you agree?

Please tell me Eric Singer at least made a cameo!!!!!!

I have spent a large portion of my evening on the phone with tech guys from Network Solutions Web Hosting. Nice guys. Really. But they haven’t been able to help me. All I want to do is install Wordpress. This would be easy if I was using Dreamhost. Network Solutions is different. They only install in a folder and then you have to play switcheroo with settings to make it appear to be installed in the root directory. I tried to manually do it and that didn’t work. Then I tried doing their supposed One-Click install and that was done over two hours ago and it’s still processing. I am so frustrated!

In case anyone cares, I just posted the last YEAR AND A HALF of Zoom memories that were sent to me by fellow Captain Zoom fans. Yes, my Captain Zoom birthday page has FINALLY been updated. The reason why I don’t update it more often is that it’s pure old school HTML and a real bitch to edit. I pull down the memories.html file and I open it in wordpad and then I manually code it in. Sure it’s just brs and blockquotes but Wordpress has me so spoiled. There was a time back in 1996 – 1998 when I did my entire blog that way. YIKES! Yes, Pre-Blogger was a scary time for us Internet exhibitionists suffering from verbal diarrhea. You young whippersnappers have it EASY compared to the way it was back in the 90’s! Ahhh, the good ole days!

Pee-wee “Paul Reubens” Herman was born August 27, 1952.

David Cassidy was born April 12, 1950.

Doesn’t that seem strange? I’d have thought Pee-wee was MUCH younger. As it is, Pee-wee is 57-years-old!?! I know 57 isn’t really all that old but I think of Pee-wee as a man-child, not a 57-year-old man-child. I just heard he is back in Pee-wee costume and making a new Pee-wee movie and doing Pee-wee appearances. I wish I could say this makes me happy. I don’t know if I am ready.