A Conversation Between My Cognitive brain And My Intuitive Brain During A Migraine Cluster

The players: Cognitive Brain – henceforth known as ‘CB’, and Intuitive Brain, aka ‘IB’

IB: “I want a cup of tea. We’ll feel better with a cuppa tea.”

CB: “Yep, OK, um, how do we do that?”

IB: “Do what?”

CB: “The tea thing.”

IB: (already moving on to laying down and staying as still as possible) “Tea? Are you making tea? Great idea. We’ll feel better with a cuppa tea.”

CB: (being careful to not move too fast, slowly looks around the kitchen where it has spent many happy hours over the last eight years and usually knows where everything is and is fairly certain it’s made thousands of cups of tea) “Yeah, but how do we do that?”

IB: (sighing pointedly from the chaise lounge where it has swooningly retired) “Never mind. Just a glass of water.”

CB: (still standing, rather wobbly, in the center of the kitchen, trying to recreate the steps required to get a glass of water, stumbles upon the most vital question of all) “Where are the glasses?”

-oOo-

As I was writing this one of my favourite pieces of classical music happened to be playing in the background. I can only tolerate low-key (pun unintended) orchestral pieces in this state … enjoy.

Charlize

She was a super-spy in Atomic Blonde, a furious road warrior in Fury Road, now she’s immortal! …

Because, of course she is! …

 

Bah!… and Humbug!!!

In an email from WordPress this evening …

‘…On June 1 we’ll be retiring our older WordPress.com editor and transitioning to the more recent (and more powerful) WordPress block editor…’

They do retain the option for us to use the Classic Editor though, so there’s that, though I’m guessing it’ll have a limited lifespan.

But in honour of the occasion, let me reiterate …

A Perfect Ten – 2019

Here we go … as I mentioned in my last post, I’m doing a review of all my posts that published on or around the 27th of September going back over the last ten years.

Turns out I wasn’t very prolific last year and the closest to the date was this bit of absolute (video) cyootness, and what was probably the first of a string of ‘Have you ever’s’.

Here is the original … and because the link’s still live, I’m going to repost the video.

Having a bit of a read of other posts around this date, I see that I was focused on getting The Wunder-Lusters underway, and how we would be able to balance traveling in our little trailer and not lose our sense of personal space, that both of us value very highly. Underneath it all was the urgency to respond to the ongoing and ever-growing environmental crisis.

Alas, the vulnerabilities that the measures we’ve undertaken to keep ourselves safe in these first stages of the Covid-19 pandemic made it very clear, very quickly that our grand adventure was no more.

I have friends who are full-time Rv’ers, who’ve had to scramble for places to stay and wait out the shut-downs. Their stress-loads are terrible.

After much discussion, Mrs Widds and I agreed that to travel full-time without a home-base, even if it’s a bit of land that we can park our trailer on, would be the heart of folly now.

The fallout from this pandemic, both personal and global is literally unimaginable. no-one can imagine it, because there is no history to base such imaginings on. (the world was very different one hundred years ago during the last truly global pandemic so although there are similarities to be drawn on, they cannot, in any real sense be compared)

So, for the time being, here we will stay, on our little island in the middle of a lake. When our corner of the world opens up again, when there is a viable antibody test, when vaccines have been tested and not found wanting, then we shall see what we shall see.

A Perfect Ten

The other day my blog-friend, Audrey, posted that she had reached her 10th Anniversary of blogging, which prompted me to check when I started. I knew it was a while ago but imagine my surprise when I dug into my archives for my first post, which turned out to be on the 27th September (3 days before my Birth Day) 2010!

Ten years! Who’d’a’ thunk!

I’ve been toying with the idea of doing a bit of a purge of my old posts that don’t reflect who I’ve evolved into, or have links that don’t work anymore, that sort of thing, and this seemed like an auspicious time to begin.

So, here’s what I’m going to do … from this Sunday-ish (17th May) and thence about every two weeks, until the end of September (2020) I’ll be revisiting one post from every year that falls on or about the 27th September  and have a bit of a poetical wax about what I wrote … and just because I can, I’m going to start with 2019 and work backwards.

At the same time, I’ll be doing the purge-y bit starting in 2010 and working forward. I have no idea how much will disappear, or how I’m going to feel about it all, but it’s going to be an interesting journey.

I have digital copies of everything, of course, tucked away on an external hard drive in a drawer … somewhere … over there … and so as long as the files stay uncorrupted, those ‘deleted’ posts will exist. I might even print some out and keep for posterity … maybe.

If revisiting the Widdershins Worlds archives is something you’ve been dying to do for ages but have never found that perfect moment, here it is!

My usual completely erratic posts will continue as usual.

 

Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!

If you haven’t seen Beetlejuice yet, go forth, find it somewhere and watch it with great gusto and enjoyment … then came back here and watch this.

If you have seen Beetlejuice, put on your trashiest frock/top-hat-n-tails, get your booze and shrimp cocktails ready, annnd …

This is Gelsey’s YouTube channel which also features Gelsey and her father, doing The Time Warp (from The Rocky Horror Picture Show) and most recently, A Spoonful of Sugar (from Mary Poppinsamong other fun stuff! (OK, ‘St James Infirmary’ isn’t exactly ‘fun’ but she is singing it in the shower, wearing a long black dress, and gloves, so there’s that)

Self-Entitlement

‘Of all the nasty human traits we’ve acquired over the centuries that Covid-19 has uncovered, self-entitlement is at the top of the rancid pile.’ … written by me, as a comment on a post by Luther Siler, wherein he has a wonderful rant about self-entitlement.

Each and every one of us, as we try and negotiate our way forward in a world which has changed forever, has a story about encountering arrogant idiots like the one in Luther’s post, who refuse to acknowledge that they are not the center of everyone else’s universe. (not that they ever were, except in their own delusions, but that’s another story)

Funny thing is, and what probably freaks them right out is that for every one of them, there are hundreds, thousands, of others who are holding the line.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve got better things to do with my time and energy, (apart from a few swear-words and dirty looks, and occasional pointed comments in the direction of afore-mentioned idiots) like listening to the perfect song for these times we live within …

Bon Voyage, Little Richard – wherever you are, keep on rockin’ …

May the 4th Be With you

Last year the 9-movie Star Wars saga ended with Rise of Skywalker. (for better or worse, depending on your point of view. Not counting ‘solo’ and ‘Rogue One’) Which, with the hindsight that we now have in 2020 and the tectonic shifts the coronavirus and Covid-19 have brought about (and will continue to do so for the rest of the decade as country after country with little or no health-care resources, stable economic bases and governance, and less-than robust food security, add one more burden to their already breaking shoulders), created a certain grim symmetrical bookend to the last 43 years, that otherwise might’ve been missed.

There was (eg, The Mandalorian) and will be (eg, Taika Waititi – he, of the fabulously successful ‘Thor: Ragnarok’ – has just been tapped to co-write and direct a new Star Wars feature film) more Star Wars-ian stuff, but it is essentially the end of an era.

Just as there was a (mythically proportioned) ‘Golden Years of Hollywood’ so now the last 50 years of western cinema can claim a similar appellation. Perhaps we can call it ‘The Birth of Special Effects and CGI Era’. (a bit long and it doesn’t acronym-ise very well either – TBSECE)

The force, (or as it’s known for just one single day every year, a bit like Brigadoon  really, ‘the 4th’) as Yoda describes it, is another name for the energy that so many of us have seen come into its own of late. What ‘life on Earth’ might just be like if everyone strove for balance rather than the accumulation of ‘wealth’. Or perhaps it’s a desire to experience that balance for more than a few fleeting moments, as we realise on deeper and deeper levels just how far out of balance we truly did fall.

‘May the force be with you.’

 

‘Do, or do not. There is no try.’

Luke – ‘I don’t believe it.’ … Yoda – ‘That, is why you fail.’

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow

In her post titled ‘Time out of time’, HecateDemeter opens with this line, ‘…There are only three days now – yesterday, today, and tomorrow…’ and there my attention stayed as I thunked thoughts of my own.

Yesterday – hmm … well, gone for good, I’d say. We, (humans) for the most part, weren’t listening anyway, so hence this bigger, much bigger, wake-up call.

Today – a waiting game, that we get through the best we can at any given moment.

Tomorrow – a three-fer:
T
omorrow, as in the day after today, isn’t going to be all that different from today.
The tomorrow after that will be a bit different in that ‘lockdown measures’ will start to ease, and those desperate to ‘return’ to ‘normal’ will feel their stress levels rise as the truth of what that ‘normal’ really means sinks in.
The final tomorrow – the one that is somewhere waaaay over there and months away, no-one knows anything about. ‘Talking heads’ will (and already are) positing what ‘things’ will be like then, as though nations bankrupting themselves, the failure of globalisation, and wealth continuing to ‘trickle’ upwards, will be ‘business as usual’.

I certainly don’t know … I have a bit of a list of things that I hope for, another list a bit longer, sadly, of things that I fear will happen, (which I put no energy into, ‘cos that path leads to the Dark Side) … but no, I don’t know … all there is in this moment in time, is yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

-oOo-

In the meantime, Bob the Bluebird of Bitterness has hunted and gathered these treats for you …

Margaritaville

Margaritaville

Cast A Giant Shadow

Some shadows, like pandemics, cover the world. Others, like this one, are bigger. (with thanks to Bob, the Bluebird of Bitterness, who is more about Silliness and Strangeness)