...that in my world these days, I never know what's going on! I woke up super early yesterday, got online to get my homework underway for the final week of the New Testament course (which I am loving, but it is just too much stuff crammed into too little time -- the final week involves creating a 15-slide power point presentation, complete with presenter's notes, on the Apostle Peter -- not one of my favorite Apostles, for some reason. Then I also have to create a power point presentation on the Book of James (my favorite book in the NT, King James Version only), Jude, 1 Peter, 2 Peter, 1 John, 2 John, 3 John and Revelations plus write some papers and read about 100 pages in the textbook. Just a ridiculous amount of work when you are also working, writing, editing, and one of your 11 cats is declining daily from cancer, right? Sorry about this long-winded parenthetical. Allow me to extricate myself from it.)
So, I got online early to get the final week underway, only to discover that I am on VACATION this whole week! Loyal readers of this lofty (but now rather sporadic) blog, will no doubt recall that the entire time that I have been back in school, I never, ever have any clue when I am on vacation.
Clearly, the trend continues.
But, boy, is it nice to have a little break. Of course, since I didn't know the break was coming, I am just as heavily scheduled in every other area of my life as always, so I am not really "on vacation," but at least I don't have a ton of schoolwork to do every single day and all weekend long. Whew.
The next course in line is: MATH. That should prove interesting. The other day, I took that really cool quiz on the Christian Science Monitor, and discovered that I likely would not have been admitted into High School in 1912. Mostly because of bad math skills and, curiously enough, bad English skills!! (If you'd been counting on hiring me as an editor for your next very important textual project, you are likely now scrambling through your Rolodex, in search of the next best editress!)
(But seriously, if you are interested in this sort of thing, there is an online instant grammar-checker, called Grammarly. You can copy and paste a block, even a very large block, of questionable text into it and it spits back at you in perfect grammar, explaining where the trouble-spots lay. This is very helpful if you, like me, were not able to get into High School in 1912 due to bad English skills. However, you can only use it free for 7 days, then you have to sign-up for it. I don't know how much it costs.)
Last evening, due to my being homework free, I actually had a fun email exchange with Kevin, my screenwriting co-writer in Brooklyn who is half my age, although for some reason, you would never know it. I think it has something to do with my having passed on that idea of ever growing up... Anyway, he sent me a link to a FANTASTIC Klaus Nomi video on YouTube (wait for the chorus; it's brilliant. It's an old rock & roll song from the 60s.).
Then I sent him some links to a few Nina Hagen videos -- songs that I used to love like crazy, back in the years when I had a fantastic life. Songs like Smack Jack, UFO, and Cosma Shiva -- all from her incredible 1982 album, NunSexMonkRock. (If you are unfamiliar with these songs, you should take a moment to check them out. They made women differently back in that brief shining moment before all this unfathomable political correctness & PR mediocrity of today...) Yes, almost everyone I knew back then, male and female, were basically addicted to heroin, or coke, or alcohol, and/or sex, and I hate to have to tell you this, but we were having a weirdly fantastic time! This was back when pop music was still made by living humans who all played actual instruments and when almost everybody could still afford to live in Manhattan...
Here's an unexpected segue...
Did you catch the new summer movie on Disney Channel this summer??? Teen Beach Movie! I fucking loved it. I watched it three times. It was so funny. And the songs were great and the dancing was off-the-charts FUN. It is an homage to the Frankie Avalon- Annette Funicello beach movies of the early 1960s -- but with a great spin. I am a huge fan of those movies, too, which no doubt does not surprise you.
Okay. I am torn between leaving you with this incredibly cute photo of the latest cat toy that the cats totally LOVE (as evidenced by the extreme degree of love they have shown in it under 2 weeks)....
This great clip from Teen Beach Movie!! (Come on, let down your hair and watch it. It only lasts about 3 fun minutes...) (Now, was that so difficult??? Okay, have a great Wednesday and thanks for visiting, gang!! See ya!!)
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