Okay, today is the first day of the last month of 2021. Time for me to flip the calendar.
I walked almost 3 miles on the treadmill yesterday. Fun stuff. My mind gets really creative. How do I know? I had another one of my different dreams last night. Very vivid at times. Suffice to say that someone saying "the town is being invaded by naked robot men," indicates how memorable it was.
Okay, so how odd is this? The evening I watched Journey to the Center of the Earth, Arlene Dahl, the romantic lead, died. She was 96.
Yesterday Bob posted something about JK Rowling, here's my 2 cents. Some people are furious she has not jumped aboard the trans train; they thought she was going to be an ally. No matter how much it grates the cheese in your heart, she is entitled to her opinion. It is a fact that three people were so outraged they posted pictures of her address on their individual Twitter accounts, pictures that were retweeted numerous times to who knows how many people. It is also a fact that they are being investigated by Scotland Yard. As a not so gentle reminder, Mark David Chapman, an obsessive fan, discovered where John Lennon lived and shot him four times outside his Manhattan apartment. Can you even Imagine the blowback the Trans community, and these 3 individuals, would feel if something similar was even attempted on Rowling? The movement would be set back for decades. Is that what you want?
On a lighter note, Milky Chance has released a cover of Tainted Love that is so twistedly good. Sadly, no naked robot men make an appearance.