Stranger Things

I must have the worst look on my face when doing the Couch-to-5K app thing (stuck in Week 4 – can’t run for 5 full minutes) because I get a lot of attention from strangers as I run/plod around Roosevelt Island. Over the last two weeks:

  1. I’m headed past the meditation steps towards the cherry blossom trees. A trim senior citizen in a magenta jumpsuit with matching sun visor power-walks towards me. We give each other a wide berth as we approach. She points at me with both hands and gives me two thumbs up as I pass.
  2. Since I go out around the same time each morning, I see others on the same schedule. Two women wearing cute outfits with coordinating masks walk together almost every day. One morning I nodded at them and got no response. The next time I see them, they squeal, “You got this! WOO!” and give me social-distance high fives as I pass.
  3. Yesterday a man walked his golden retriever by the lighthouse. He was on his phone paying me no mind but I made flirty-eyes at the dog as I passed – such a beauty! A little later, I see the man and dog walking towards me. As I trot up to the grassy part of the path (#socialdistancing), the man calls after me, “You’re doing great!”

I’ve had other fun moments with strangers this week. Mostly on twitter. Mostly with celebrities I admire, including my girl Alyssa!

The best was when I entered the Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch Literary Community a couple of days ago. Charli Mills herself commented on my blog! Other writers left nice comments about my entry on the CRLC website. “Welcome to the Ranch!” Joanne the Geek posted. Made my heart swell!

Kindness from strangers has made a difference. I’m glad for this reminder to act in kindness. Not just for those you love, but for those you don’t even know. And for yourself! Because you never know who may depend on the kindness of strangers. (Streetcar!)

They like me! They sort of like me!

YOU GUYS!

After I blogged about Freddie and Alyssa answering a viewer question (my question!) I posted another question! Because I’m bold now.

The Freddie & Alyssa Show #82

Last night I listened to podcast #84. Check out the closed captions:

Just my luck I didn’t get a shout-out, but that’s okay! I’m thrilled they like my question. Check out their answers. Freddie’s is unexpectedly fantastic.

Since my goal to have an actual exchange with both of them, what’s my next move? Any and all suggestions welcome. Also, this isn’t stalking, right? I’m talking tweets or back-and-forth in YouTube. Comment below or get in touch.

Adventures in the twitter-verse

Once again, we are skipping COVID-19 (sung to Gen-X anthem Come On Eileen) for mindless, pointless prattle: interacting with medium-level celebrities on social media!

My husband does it all the time. He’s become twitter-friends with New York celebrities Roma Torre, Amy Freeze and Sean Allen Krill, to name a few. I, on the other hand, barely used twitter until December when I sought DAYS fans who had access to super-secret fancy spoilers, and then fell ass-backwards into an awesome #writingcommunity.

In my teeny, tiny corner of the internet, I’m getting bolder with social media. I think my shyness comes from my boomer parents who think everyone on the internet is the government trying to “get you.” (Get you how? For what? No one cares what you’re doing on yahoo mail, Mom.)

But first, a reminder that President Obama follows me on Twitter.

I’m as baffled as you are.

Anyway, a couple of weeks ago, I pivoted from fear and tweeted about my new blog. I tagged a certain two millennials whose definitely to blame for all of this newfound boldness.

Only 1 like. I know, I know: pretty lame. But it’s the quality, not the quantity, amiright? (No. I’m not right. It’s the quantity. )


This is the second time Alyssa liked my tweet.
SHE’S CREATING A MONSTER!

Alyssa’s like is a gold star to me. I crave gold stars. My husband even bought me a gold star necklace so I’d always have one. Now I want more likes! More gold stars! MORE, DAMMIT! MORE!

In Episode 76 of The Freddie & Alyssa Show, they asked their listeners to post questions that they’d answer in future podcasts. I boldly went where no me has gone before: the comment section of YouTube.

In Episode 80, whose question was answered at 9:38?

Tweet! Tweet! Tweetle-deet!

They picked my question and talked about it! What do I win?!

Discovering new music is something I’ve struggled with since the disappearance of record stores as I’ve previously posted. Ever the dutiful student, I downloaded TikTok. (I haven’t played with it yet, but I downloaded it!)

Pandora is best at predicting music you’d like to hear, which creeps me out, but that’s my parents talking. No one is trying to “get me” with songs, Mom!

This is way more fun than I thought it would be. So, the next step in my newfound celebrity stalking… Should it be to get another question answered? To get a reply to a tweet? Get them to follow me back? Comment below or send me a message!

For the record, there’s another fabulous celebrity Freddie in my twitter-verse. The one who’s already tweeted me back twice.

If FPJr. can get past my horrible Fedtival typo, so can you.

Millennials Will Kill Us All

I can’t deny it. Pivoting my mindset to live like a millennial has really turned my life around. Since November 16, 2019, I’ve lost over 20 pounds, upgraded my employment, seriously improved my social media, and faced some of my worst bullsh*t.

But, I am starting to question this decision. Because even though my millennial gurus are self-quarantining in LA (omg they are so cute, check out their podcast), the rest of you millennials are freaking selfish, or crazy, or oblivious! Look at you with no sh*ts to give about spreading the coronavirus:

Um, you’re like, not practicing social distancing?

Dr. Deborah Brix continues to appeal to the millennial ego. “I’m going to call on that group…we need them to be healthy,” she coyly told America during today’s Presidential coronavirus press conference, “We cannot have these large gatherings that continue to occur throughout the country for people who are off work to then be socializing in large groups and spreading the virus.”

Get it together, millennials! Even Hilary Duff is yelling at you!

Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That!

Chapter 5, Pivot on Purpose, is a spiritual kick in the stomach. With stilettos.

At 8:12, Alyssa says:

Any time you catch yourself about to say, “I don’t have the time for _____,” stop and say “_____ is not a priority.”

I don’t have the time to work out. My health isn’t a priority.
I don’t have the time to write. My art isn’t a priority.
I don’t have the time to meal prep. Nutrition isn’t a priority.

Oh, Alyssa. I adore you. But today I kind of hate you.

At 9:00, she says, “It stings to hear, but it’s a necessary lesson.”

Devastating!