***WARNING!!*** This post is abouta show that is on primetime British television. As it is a post about a television show there is the possibility that it may contain content some may consider to be spoilers, although you’ve probably found out before you read this anyway. Still, it’s only fair that I warn you before you continue reading in case you haven’t because I don’t want to be THAT person. You know who I mean.
Thank you for reading.And now, here’s the post.
The Masked Singer is crazy.
Quite possibly the most bats**t crazy thing I have ever seen on TV.
But I’m kind of into it. Sure it isn’t high art, but TV designed for Saturday Prime time TV isn’t supposed to be. Yes it’s another show featuring people singing, but it’s ultimately a guessing game. I admit it is fun trying to work out who they are. My mum ended up making a list of all the people she thought was performing in disguise on the show (she’s about 95 percent certain that the Hedgehog is Alfie Boe, but who knows?). And the costumes the disguised celebrities wear are pretty impressive, however I imagine that at least one of the contestants are baking hot and/or struggle to go to the toilet in them.
If there’s any real criticism, it’s probably that it’s a bit too long at 90 minutes, a length no doubt made so by ITV’s penchant for putting an ad break after every performance and prior to announcing who has won the vote to the next show. There is also the chance that Mr Chow from the Hangover (who happens to be on the panel of the American version as well), could end up becoming very annoying as the series rolls on. But in all, it’s a harmless bit of cheesy fun and we all need something like that now and again.
One last thing, I’m pretty sure John Barrowman is not the unicorn. For one, it would be pretty obvious from the get go that it was him. Plus if it was him do you really think Schofield and Willoughby would have asked him if he was during the first episode of Dancing on Ice, on which he is the newest judge? They’d be stupid to try and give it away and thus ruin the outcome of another TV show, but hey, that’s just my opinion.
I am reminded that it’s coming up to NaNoWriMo time again. I still get the emails about it a few years on from my first (and only) attempt at it. I’ve thought about trying again some time, but as each year passes I just feel more and more like I don’t have the energy or time to really make a go of it.
That doesn’t mean that I am totally against the idea of month long writing challenges. Indeed, I’ve taken on my own alternative in the past. November has seen me post a blog every day instead. Doing that every day felt a lot easier to me than writing novel chapters, even if I did run out of things to blog about near the end of the month. I didn’t do it last year and I am unsure as to whether I’ll do it this year, unless I can guarantee that at least 60 percent of them are not going to made up of me moaning that I have nothing to write about.
Procrastination is not something I want to do. But I’ve been doing it even more so of late. I just can’t get myself motivated to do anything that I know needs doing . Maybe it’s down to currently having a lack of a routine. Maybe it’s down to my body getting used to being relaxed after such a long period of rushing around, being stressed and not having a chance to have a break. I don’t want to feel like I’m putting things off, I do want to feel like I am doing something necessary. Besides I promised myself that I wouldn’t be a lazy get.
Last week I created a list in my journal of tasks for the week. I had about three tasks for each day and I marked off each one I completed. Admittedly, I had more incomplete tasks than completed, but it was better that I managed to attempt some of them than none of them. That I made the effort to compile a list was also an achievement, I suppose.
How do you try to avoid putting things off? And how do you try to keep yourself busy?
Last weekend my iPhone crashed. I spent the best part of nearly three hours trying to download the update, only for it having to be restored to factory settings and my most recent backup being installed on it. It was then that I found out that my phone hadn’t backed up since June, so all the apps that installed were all the old versions which wouldn’t work until I had downloaded the update. I did of course, backup my phone to my computer after I had installed everything (I usually do it to the cloud but it was taking a hell of a long time that night and I was very, very, impatient).
A few days ago, I noticed that nearly the entire middle row of my laptop’s keyboard wasn’t working properly. Out of ASDFGHJKL, only the “G” and “H” keys were okay, while some of the symbols weren’t working either. I gave the keyboard a clean, but still no luck. Not good for someone who blogs and has also started an online copywriting course. I bought a USB keyboard off amazon and you know what, I am pretty glad I did in the end. As much as I like the keyboard on my laptop, I’ve not always felt comfortable using it. It’s alright when you’re browsing the web, tweeting and stuff like that, but it could be a bit of a pain when you’re writing longer things. Also it used to be pretty annoying when I was writing a blog post or email only to have to start over when the corner of my hand would catch a button whilst typing and delete everything.
I’m just hoping I don’t have any other technical difficulties for a bit as I don’t really want to fork out for anything new just yet unless anything goes completely kaput.
(By the way, these technical difficulties have meant that part two of my “Brief History of Blogging” post has been delayed somewhat. It is coming, I promise).
Hi. So originally I was going to make this a really short post about how I feelblogging is different these days. I ended up writing about my own journey as a blogger and it has turned out longer than I anticipated. In fact, I am still writingit. So I thought it would be a great idea to turn it into a mini series on here. I know you’re excited.
Here’s the first part of this post. Expect the second sometime later this week. Enjoy the read.
changed so much since I started doing it back in the day. When I started,
people were doing it as a hobby. It was an online diary. People used it to talk
about their lives, share the things that they were up to and what interested them.
They also used them to rant a fair bit and post the results of quizzes they did
when they were bored and should have been doing something constructive. Or at
least, I did.
In the days
I first started to blog, MySpace was in existence. I didn’t sign up for a profile
until about 2006 and I was probably getting on a bit to have one even then
(reader, I was 25). I did post some blogs on there but not often. I thought it was
a bit crap if you wanted to use it as a blog space but ok for the occasional
My first blog
proper, was on Blogger. I’d looked at all the various blog platforms, including
LiveJournal and one called 20Six but I settled on Blogger because it seemed
like the easiest to set up at the time. I used the blog to post about my interests
and what I’d been doing to begin with, then started to use it as a platform to
let off steam about anything in the news or in my life that had pissed me off
that day. Towards the end, I ended up doing various online quizzes such as “Which
Muppet are you?” and “What superpower should you have?” and sharing the results
as I had no idea what to write about. My first blog, which I can’t remember the
name of, let alone the url, was eventually abandoned and left to float into the
darkest depths of cyberspace.
My interest in blogging, though, hadn’t
entirely gone with it…
Using the Pride colours in your logo means nothing if your support for the LGBTQ+ community does not extend to everyone within it.
You had an opportunity to show that you are there for all children, including those who are trying to figure out their identity. Instead you gave into a vocal, bigoted minority. You put your fear of losing donations for your charity before the children who would access your services, yet all you have done is ensure that people like myself who have supported you for a long time, won’t give you a single penny until you prove that you truly are committed to fighting for every childhood, including those of trans children.