Gone, but not forgotten

It has been some time since I blogged or in fact, wrote anything, so now it's a bit like I'm now scared to. For someone who could write around 6 different news type blogs a day this lack of writing is a bit strange.

Realistically it because I've totally lost confidence in my ability to actually write anything useful, relevant or indeed interesting.

Don't get me wrong, I've tried.

Ive researched information on wide ranging topics from the anniversary of 'Casablanca' which is one of my most favourite films to pregnancy, sickness, shootings and even why Rudolph has a red nose....

Which I must admit did appeal to my inner geek.

Lack of self belief sucks almost as much as being overly confident to the point arrogance is annoying as hell for everyone else.

I've even taken to dyeing random bits and areas of my hair bizarre colours in order to find out what's wrong with my whinging, moaning self.

So, how do you 'find yourself' when you realise that you are lost and every day is exactly the same, no one listens to you, no one seems to care about your thoughts, feelings, ideas and abilities.

Well, here is what I'm doing (any assistance in the way of ideas, support, motivation or arse kicking is MORE than welcome)

I'm going to change the things I don't like.

Ta Da!! I didn't even need to read 'Psychology Today' for that.


By the way..... In case you're interested, Rudolph's nose would appear to be red because they have a higher concentration of red blood cells than humans. Apparently 25% more than us humans. Though, I can't find any information in the study about whether or not the bunch of Scientists gave their cocaine supply to the reindeer, or simply kept it to themselves.



In fact, you would even say it glows.... as the infra red photo shows.

It's All About Attraction

Day Two It's All About Attraction

I mentioned in my previous blog about what attracts me to the Southern Vampire Mysteries and True Blood. How can Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball create such an appetising place to stay even though there is a town near by that produces drugs and everyone is related, loads of people get killed, possessed and can't remember a thing on nearly a daily basis?

Realistically we should consider Bon Temp to be something close to hell. It could be the huge, massive and incredibly vast amount of eye candy on offer for us to lust after. Yes I know that I'm starting with a really shallow thing, but come on you aren't going to be interested in even finding out more unless the packaging convinces you that you really NEED to open it.

And open it up you do..... Oh yeah! The fact that there are copious scenes featuring sex and nudity does make me feel a shade uncomfortable, however, that is purely cause I'm still emotionally scarred from my grandma talking in public about sex with my grandad so I avoid sex scenes when ANYONE else is present.

Which brings me, in a rather disturbing way to an article I read in 'Psychology Today' written by Susan L Smalley PhD called 'True Blood and True Life'.

It was suggested that all the characters are 'a metaphor for the diversity of life itself and our meandering through it'. At this point I felt really shallow and uneducated for merely stating that the whole Sookie Stackhouse thing grabbed my attention because the main characters were aesthetically pleasing and I liked the story lines.

So, I read on. Apparently, Sookie is a role model because she has no hidden agenda, she does the right thing all the time. Ok, yeah that is true, but it's the same with Dorothy in 'The Wizard of Oz' and even though there is nothing more annoying than someone who is a squeaky clean, do-gooder, I don't actually hate Sookie (or Dorothy for that matter).

Bon Temp and world where True Blood is set shows us that things can be an illusion, the 'monsters' aren't always 'monsters' sometimes it's the humans. I wholeheartedly agree, there are many case when humans do things that are much more awful than than the witches, werewolves, shapeshifters or vampires. There are even cases where Bill Compton is so sweet and lovely it makes me want to barf my load.

The article goes on to suggest that hatred is fuelled by ignorance. People tend to do harm when they are greedy, angry, too proud etc or they use religion to judge others. Wow, that's a bit of an understatement. Judging others is a very crappy thing that happens everyday, making sweeping generalisations and not finding out the truth leads to a whole big box of trouble, plus it makes you feel like a total arse when it goes wrong.

True Blood shows us we tend to question who we are, we try to work out fact from fiction, illusion from truth. It's only by challenging our belief systems that we can progress in life.

Sometimes in life the abnormal and strange becomes the norm in your life. It tends to creep in subtly so that we don't notice. Then it's the normal everyday things that are most precious.

Anyway, after I read the full article, I had a coffee and pondered over what I had read. Could there really be all that in a tv program about a telepathic waitress who prefers to shag dead people rather than alive ones?

Apparently so, I actually found that I agreed with the article. The more I thought about it, the more I thought that this lady does have a point. Maybe we can learn from True Blood.

 So, yeah, True Blood does have all of that and really hot actors and actresses too.