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The year is fast drawing to a close, so I'm writing this because I want to jack up the number of blurbs I've written in 2014. The piffle you read now is blurb number 23, which means the previous one is - drum roll, please - number 22!
I've written numerous times that 22 is my favourite number, and after writing my most recent blurb, I noticed that it was the twenty-second one this year. Post #22 included a link to my interview on BathTub Bran. Being interviewed by my friend Bran is a smart career move if ever there was one, at least for my kitty Lulu, and holds the promise of building a foundation for future endeavours. (In numerology 22 is the Master Builder number.)
I didn't know the previous blurb was the twenty-second one this year while I was writing it. Imagine my unmitigated glee when I made the discovery. And imagine the pleasure I feel right now as I have another reason to shout aloud (figuratively speaking) on this little web of mine, once more and with great gusto, It's a Sign!
Another reason for writing this sudsy bit of nothing was so that I could introduce my legion of followers to Bran's YouTube interview site a 2nd time, therefore widening his audience by at least 2 viewers. One hand washes the other.
But enough of the flaky observations. I think I`ll have a bath, with lots and lots of lavender bubbles.
- G.P.
Bran is a charming and gifted young artist who's a colleague of mine at the store where I work. One of his numerous creative pursuits is a YouTube interview show called BathTub Bran. He interviews local artists of different disciplines - many of them are dancers, because that's his background - and he interviews them in a bathtub. Yes, you've read that correctly, he and the interviewee sit in a bathtub full of suds.
Well, wouldn't you know, Bran asked me if I'd care to be interviewed. Since bathtubs are one of my favourite places to relax and unwind, I said "yes" right away. I also crave the attention (so what else is new?), and figured it couldn't do my non-career any harm.
Bran arrived at my home for the interview bearing gifts from the sponsors. He had beer - always welcome - and some lovely bath products, which included a bar of hand made soap, a luscious bath bomb, and a candle. All of them were scented with lavender.
If you're wondering why I mention such seemingly banal details about the gifts Bran bore, you aren't a regular reader, otherwise you'd know that almost nothing in my universe happens randomly. The lavender-scented products Bran gave me fit my little world and web perfectly, because the soap and candles I regularly use at home are lavender-scented as well. And don't try to tell me that it's just a coincidence, or not really strange because lavender is one of the most popular fragrances, and that I'm taking off again on one of my flaky, new-age, magical-thinking flights of fancy. Because you'd be wrong, and not in-tune enough to know that it's a sign! Oh yes it is. And consider this a big fat lavender-scented raspberry to any nay-sayers who disagree.
Anyway, sharing the tub with Bran was oodles of fun and having it recently posted on the Winter Solstice, which also coincided with a new moon (and the signs just keep on coming!) was the best solstice present I could receive. I now have my fifteen-minus-ten minutes of fame. I'm also delighted to add that Lulu, my inept but cute-as-a-button feline familiar, also makes an appearance in the interview. And if she steals the show, I forgive her, because she takes after me.
So if you're interested in watching and hearing me, rather than just reading about me, or would like to see Bran's terrific YouTube site, click here... (By the way, this is the first time I've ever used a link on this little web of mine, because I didn't know how. Now I do. I'm grateful to Bran for giving me a reason to learn another techno-tidbit of know-how in the wired world of social media and people under 12,000 days old.)
And while I'm here, let me wish all my faithful, fervid followers the happiest and most hyperbolic Season's Greetings, whatever festive season that is for you.
Blessed be.
- G.P.
This morning I changed my routine on the web. (I refer to the world-wide-web, not the one you read now.) Instead of checking the weather forecast, reading a poem or two for the day, finding out how the stars will be configured tonight and learning about any astronomical events I probably won't be able to see, and then checking out some metaphysical correspondences with the physical ones I've just mentioned, (I love my signs!) I perused some news and current affairs sites. I don't feel any smarter or well-informed, just depressed.
That's all I had to say.
I think you get the picture.
Have a good day anyway.
- G. P.
p.s. Happy Hanukkah to Cheryl, Gael and Shlomo
