Evo bit you? Dang..... well yes tomorrow is another day as they say. Be better.... watch those pills.

Back on topic, I got home early last night - a little after 11pm - crawled into bed & couldn't sleep until the wee hours 'cuz somebody was smoking outside my room. Finally, the AC came on, and I could feel my sinuses bursting back open. Like Roebert Plont, "Little by little, I could breathe again."

a very good dream....

Carousel music is lovely lovely lovely.............. some of my favorite. When I go to Disneyland now, I have to just stand near King Arthur's Carousel and get misty eyed. Back when I was very small, I was lucky enough to live near Knott's Berry Farm and we went there a LOT. In the center was a fine old calliope, all steam driven I think.... when you rode the ponies, you could watch this marvelous machine work, the valves opened and steam rolled out, drums banged on their own, mirrors around you could sometimes see yourself in. THAT was one heckuva merry go round (came from Germany), I'd stand as long as I could watching it, and sometimes getting to ride. There was one almost as nice in Santa Cruz, and you could catch the ring when you went by (hard to do when I was small, but I grew and got a few one visit) Then you got a handful of rings, and you threw them at this huge clown with holes in the eyes, the mouth and so forth... if you threw a handful of rings, you got LOTS of lights to flash and jingle. The only classical carousel I know of now is at Disneyland, it's the ancient original, and you can see it in *Saving Mr. Banks*. The Santa Cruz merry go round is seen in bits and pieces in one of the Dirty Harry movies.

ick why are you dreaming of being with the fighter pilots??? I just fixed them; riding around in them lost it's allure about the time we dumped one in the hills east of Miramar. I was the last one to work on the plane too, thankfully it wasn't MY gripe. And thankfully the Skipper popped out of that one, he was a nice guy.

Wow.... just about the only Disney feature I can do without, the canoes. Frontierland used to be pretty cheesy, it's possible much of it was taken out for StarWarsLand. Won't know until I get there hopefully 2017 fall. I love New Orleans square and Tom Sawyer's Island. As kids we didn't get to do Frontierland much because my parents sorta grew up in that in Oklahoma ... too much like the bad old days to them.

Speaking of creepy carnivals, I just saw *Alice thru the Looking Glass* is out May 27. I MUST go see that!

Have you ever read *Something Wicked this way Comes* by Ray Bradbury? I really recommend it. Very horrorshow. I sorta like creepy weird stuff. I didn't go to a circus until I was in my teens, not sure why. My parents enjoyed telling me about "the good old days" with the big top and such..... they lived in an oil town, and Frank Phillips "Uncle Frank" used to hire the whole Barnum and Bailey to come do a gig in their small town once in a while, during the Depression. My dad loved the elephants. That was back in the days of Osa and Martin Johnson, and their big game stuff in Africa.... all that killing of endangered species and such.

I was glad to see the elephants were retired from live performances recently.... the circus will just be doing other stuff I guess, with big cats and such.

Thanks for cluing me in to the Q&A. I will have to check that. I had a nightmare after following my recipe therefor. I was in a French resort. It was all nice, tropical, sunny, and run by a millionaire dominating the news cycle. I went to a movie theatre with friends and had to (once again) stare up at the screen. People were on the other side of it. I wondered why, but then moved on to other things. I had to go to the room, and there were two decapitated heads in one tub and a body in the other. I started packing my stuff up to split the scene and couldn't get out fast enough. I didn't know who to tell because I assumed everybody was part of the mob. I would just play stupid and scoot. I got out and realized I had left my car keys in the room. I figured the risk of getting caught paled to the expense of replacing all my keys (telling the bosses I'd lost them AGAIN). I returned. Found them in a mess of papers in a drawer, as the maid had already "cleaned." I can't recall what happened next.

I closed the door and listened to about the second half of the Q&A. It was kind of strained. I tried to imagine what it would be like to be there. I'm so unregimented. It would be too weird to ask just one formal question face to face to Justin. I'd want to gush all over him. I don't have one burning question, and I'm not that into the epistemology of music, or I don't expect Justin to give me any answers on the subject. "Can I just stand here and stare at your pretty eyes for five seconds?"

I don't really blame the peeps for their questions. The music does transcend the day-to-day. I like how Justin said he gets lost in the music. I do, too. I also liked the bit about not everybody "getting it," and the hope that we aren't wrong about it. Overall, I saw again (1) dysfunctionality in the world of fame where us fans gaze upon a celebrity's persona so much we feel we know him when we don't; and (2) admiration for Justin for being so grounded in wisdom. I much appreciate the few people I know like that.

I liked the bit about never working a real job, as I got hit with the explanation for my dismissal from one of my gigs today. I really, really respect the messenger and I'm floored to have disappointed him; but I don't believe groupthink is possible, and I refuse to participate. I can deal with environments, like ESJ, where we were all seekers and we argued and fought or ignored each other when we disagreed. But we wanted to learn, as opposed to submitting. Justin's words softened the blow with good timing.

I do, however, disagree that we all have stars that we like alike. Justin remains in a league by himself.

(The idiot box is screaming!)

"Flood control" said it couldn't post and then posted me thrice. Apologies for the repetition.

lunazure said No worries on duplicate post. When that happens, give it some time (like sometimes about five min) and come back.... if there are duplicate posts, go back and edit to a dot to erase. . . .

But if I do that, people will assume I'm sniping, and I make people mad enough without doing things I know might upset.

lunazure said I totally understand the work thing. I got a badology report too, last week about the same time. I attribute it to Mercury transiting the Sun.

I got the ax two weeks ago, but I found something in my facebook just yesterday. When I signed on, I said I didn't want to be paid because I did not want to be controlled. I told the guy with whom I negotiated, "I make a mean puppet." We agreed if ever I wrote something they didn't like, they could just do away with me. I lasted nine years, which was rather a surprise. I rather respect the others in the organization. But I knew there would be problems because of the 501(c) status when I felt I really needed to throw in with a political campaign, and so they ran the do's and don'ts by their legal team, and we thought we had "a path;" except what I was supposed to be doing anonymously/personally wasn't all that anonymous/personal. Like I said, I really like the people in the organization and they do good work. I was floored to have disappointed them. But I cannot groupthink, which is good because I don't want to.

Actually, it was kind of good to find out why I was terminated. We have had a lot of weirdness in our town with city council embracing and mainstreaming anything that would upset my prudish ways. I was going berserk with that and other things in the news. I'm so grateful for the Internet because we aren't subject to whatever the talking heads on TV want to tell us. They were lying in the other room just a little while ago. I remember when Bibi made a speech when knives were making the rounds in Israel. A mutual acquaintance of ours was supposedly going to be over there, so what was going on and why the concerts were scheduled and/or not mattered. I watched the press conference online and then the RTV carried it live for about 10 seconds and the talking head was surprised it was so short. OOOOH!

As for the astrology, you and Justin can have at it. You know I'm too libertarian to let the relative positions of some big rocks in space control what I do. I'm gonna mess things up no matter what.

lunazure said I'm still wondering if I should call my Union rep, write and attach a statement to the eval, or just ignore it and wait for the inevitable karma to catch up with the twit responsible (since I have a pretty good work record, it will be insignificant eventually). A "mountain out of a molehill" kind of event. I don't have to be right all the time, and I don't like my "whiner" self. My whole industry is very much under stress right now, with the end of the school year. Sometimes you're the statue.... other times you're the pigeon. So it goes.

What can the union rep do seeing it was Mercury's fault? My wimpiness has spared me a lot of stupidity, maybe it is my special blessing. It bothers me that people set others up for trouble. I don't know what to do about it.

lunazure said Take the negative feedback, apply it to "lessons learned"..... and don't let it drag you down. Notice of course, we so rarely get an "atta girl" but we sure tend to get a lot of "awsh*ts" in our eval buckets. . . .

I don't do enough of anything. One of my problems is all these people wanting to "take stuff off my plate" and saying I'm so busy doing all kinds of things when I'm in fact a useless lump. I always get credit for doing charitable stuff that other people do. I wish I were as good as people supposed.

lunazure said Are you sure you weren't that one gal at the Q&A? She really reminded me of you, in a loose and arty way, in a good way. Her back was (deliberately) to the camera, very funny. Justin decided her suggestion to do "One Lonely Room" was a good one and there it is in the line up!

I'm not sure of anything, but my memory says I was stuck here with a stack of papers I couldn't process because the computer was down a second week when all that went down. It was a late announcement and, you know me, I didn't have any time to arrange the cash flow. I had heard about the event, but I figured the "Justin Hayward will be there" to mean he would be on the other side of the golden ropes and we would only see him on the silver screen. It was hardly worth a 14-16-hr haul each way.

However, I must say you have given me perhaps one of the nicest compliments ever. I liked that lady's style. She had class and grace. I've known and looked up to people like that, but I never considered myself one of them. Also, Justin seemed relaxed like he was enjoying interacting with her when he's always stiff and stand-offish when I'm around.

It's funny how I misremember so much. I thought I saw her face. I'm going to make statements about the video and then watch it again to feel like a fool.

What lineup?

lunazure said I don't have any questions either. I've been pretty close physically to Justin, like others, eye stares etc and frankly it turns into a Kylo Ren/Rey moment, and that's all I care to say. I'm fond of Justin, would love to know him better, but I'm not sure it's something to be frantically desired. No, he's not how our fantasies shape him.

You're making me jealous again. I don't know Kylo Ren/Rey and probably shouldn't go there. Funny. Megyn on the TV just said Dr. Phil said if you're jealous it's because you settled for less than they did. I adore Justin like crazy and always will. I just have to adore from a distance and mind my own business. Had I practiced piano seriously, I might have my own recording studio in Nashville, and I'd be letting Justin borrow it here and there. Then, we'd talk smack about industry trends and guitar tech. But no. I'm an unskilled secretary from hades.

lunazure said I really try NOT to blame people for "questions" but some do go overboard. Part of it all I guess. "Not everyone getting it" I think Justin was talking about a skill with words and making them euphonious. I need to listen back to that part.

I thought "getting it" referred to craving that feeling I get when I listen to his music. Living for truth, beauty, and love. I admit it could be an L. Ron Hubbard generality left to each believer to fill with whatever works. But then, everything about Justin causes me to project on the persona I perceive somebody who values truth, loves to create, loves love, etc. The music resonates with those with similar quests or priorities.

I get the bit about sounds rather than words. It first came to my consciousness when Seal was saying he writes for the sound of words more than meaning, as in "kissed by a rose on the grave/gray." It sure worked, didn't it? I thought "One Day, Someday" was such a song; it rhymes so fast - but one can actually see a story with the words there.

I had a different take on the Tony Clarke bit, too. I thought Tony saw the big picture and told Justin which blanks to fill, vs. which chords to play. It will be fun to review this.

lunazure said Broader sense: yea sometimes getting through life is like having a battle of wits with unarmed people. Part of the burden of "getting it" (speaking euphemistically) is that we still need to get along in this world. Social skills are important too.

I'm on the receiving end unarmed, so I can't know what it is like for you. But I do know my mother and my sister suffered/suffer a lot because people (like me) were so far behind them. Mum didn't believe people forgot things and she worked for a guy who didn't believe people got sick. Must be nice.

I don't know anything about social skills and would probably look ridiculously fake if I tried to learn.

lunazure said Back to my quilting, thankfully I made contact with my machine quilting lady and I have to get this top done for the new grand daughter in August.

There you go with another of your multitalents. Good for you. At least you keep going and don't pull yourself toward the mean just because slowpokes like me can't figure out how to keep up. You're a mighty example. Thanks.

I dreamed some guy - one of those characters whose always by your side in your dreams, but you don't know who they are or what they look like - and I were pulling knotted panty-hose out of a laundry basket - lots and lots and lots of them.