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May Day, Will Robinson!!

Okay, gang! It’s May Day. Look out.

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It’s a stunning day here today, plus it’s Saturday — what could be better? However, we have been alerted, too many times to count now, that May Day could be the launch of a ll i ed m * li tary upheavals world wide, which could last through most of May. Actually, these upheavals are already going on and people are dying in combat. So stay vigilant, gang.

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There is also nonstop talk that D o g e coin, which is skyrocketing, will continue to go through the roof after E lon Musk appears on S N L on May 8th. So, I guess, invest now??? (Honestly, I have no clue. I only know that we should be putting our money into crypto now, assuming we have any money whatsoever.)

I’m trying, gang. You know? I really am.  But right now, I’m excited that my cats have enough food to last for a few months (thanks to my brother and his wife), and I have enough food to last me  for a couple of weeks.  So I’m no longer technically living hand-to-mouth…

So.

Yesterday, I took my first heavy metal detox footbath at the health food store. We have a Wellness Center, where we have infrared saunas, and ionic detox footbaths. (Also, massage therapy, reiki, reflexology, etc., when there isn’t a terrifying scam demic going on, causing us to not be legally allowed to touch one another, lest we leave our m*sk-covered carcasses littering the sideroads and byways).

I digress.

Yesterday, a customer cancelled a footbath appointment just as I was getting ready to go on my lunch hour. I usually walk among the ancient sacred burial grounds in the park on my lunch hour, but it was suddenly raining. So, since the room was already set up and since I get to do it for free, and since I am the only person who works there who has never done a detox foot bath, I decided to try it! Mostly, I was curious to see how well my heavy metal detox diet was working.

I’m guessing it is working pretty good, because I had barely any heavy metal indicators in the water (from out of my liver! eek.). But I had a TON of  stuff that came out of my joints, gang. It was staggering.  (You know where within your body the stuff is coming from based on the color of the stuff that collects in the water.)

And the amazing part was that I then had no joint pain for the rest of the day, and I awoke springing out of bed this morning.  I’m serious. My joints feel sort of weightless. I’ve decided to do it once a week for the month of May and see where we are by month’s end.

Oddly enough, you’re not supposed to feel anything at all during the footbath, but for me — who is extremely sensitive to just about everything imaginable — it felt likes thousands of tiny pins pricking all over the bottoms of my feet. Then I could even feel it pulling on my right ovary, then across my uterus. Then, at the very end, I felt it pulling on my thigh and calf muscles. It was not entirely pleasant.

My co-workers, who had already done the footbaths many times because they have worked there lots longer than I have, were a bit skeptical, because they had never felt anything at all: “Wow, Marilyn, You really are sensitive. That’s kind of weird.” Then, when the owner asked me how it went, I told her that I think I come from Outer Space…

It is really the only answer I can come up with these days. Well, the only one that makes sense, that is.

Okay!!On this day in history, not only was Elvis Presley married to the huge-haired Priscilla, in 1967 — but in 1993, Wayne and I got married, too!

Our marriage actually lasted a little longer than Elvis’s did, but not by much. Regardless, Wayne and I are still friends. And very early this morning, I texted him the photo below and he texted back: “God we were so young.” Indeed, we were.

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Okay!! Today, my grass is getting cut. And I am not only excited about that, but I am also excited that I have the money to pay him!! Yay!! (It’s all about tiny miracles, gang.)

And this morning, I took down the Easter wreath from the door, and put up the flowery summer wreaths that I just love. One on the backdoor and one on the kitchen door. And maybe later, I will go sweep off the kitchen porch and set out the porch furniture, in preparation for all the flowers, which I am praying  that I will be able to buy before the month is out.

All righty! More month-ending royalties came in yesterday. Thank you to those of you are suddenly buying Twilight of the Immortal !! World wide!! I really appreciate that, gang. That book means a lot to me.

Meanwhile, I leave you with my post breakfast-listening music from this morning — and truth be told, I played it nonstop for about 2 hours because it is so fucking addictive!! Bonnie Tyler’s classic, “It’s A Heartache” — released here in the US in 1978. 

I had my actual breakfast while listening to Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ “The Weeping Song” (1990). Then went back upstairs and moved on to “I Am Woman” (1971), by Helen Reddy, while drinking coffee in bed and watching the sun come up, because, even though I am apparently from Outer Space, I actually am woman — in more ways than you can even possibly imagine. And it’s actually pretty cool to have a theme song for myself —  lo !!! — these many decades later.

Then I moved on to “I Don’t Know How To Love Him,”  from Jesus Christ Superstar  — because it is often how I actually feel about Jesus, and it made me think of this other man I love, who is often Christ-like in my imagination, which caused me to then move on to “It’s  A Heartache,” as the sun actually did come up and revealed a gorgeous day and then I listened to that song for about 2 hours. Literally. But I was out of bed by then and puttering and doing stuff… So.  Enjoy, gang. And thanks for visiting. I love you guys See ya.

It’s A Heartache

It’s a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it’s too late
Hits you when you’re down

It’s a fool’s game
Nothing but a fool’s game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown

It’s a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Love him till your arms break
Then he lets you down

It ain’t right with love to share
When you find he doesn’t care for you
It ain’t wise to need someone
As much as I depended on you

It’s a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it’s too late
Hits you when you’re down

It’s a fool’s game
Nothing but a fool’s game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown

It ain’t right with love to share
When you find he doesn’t care for you
It ain’t wise to need someone
As much as I depended on you

Oh, it’s a heartache…


© 1976 Ronnie Scott and Steve Wolf

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