Winter dreams

28 06 2014

There are three dreams I think I’ve had before, and a great sense of calm.

Dad gave me a VHS mix tape of cartoon cartoon-esque cartoons and we just sat and watched them, barely spoke, but did.

He was laying on a couch and I was sitting in front of this big screen (tubed) tv, which looked a bit cartoony itself.

There’s a flash of another dream where Mum, Dad and I are eating, on a table in a city location, and talking about how they want to start making photos that move, like in the Harry Potter films.

 

Then there’s a beautiful scene, we’re on a hill, in the middle is mostly wilderness, the view goes down, then there’s a river right at the bottom, and it ascends on the other side, there’s an old brick building, and trees up there. it’s summer and the sun is going down. everything is golden.

There’s a trestle table down the hill a bit, where people, and Mum are eating, Mum is always eating something it seems, I wonder how she ever remained that thin.

There are photographers there, trying to get that one great shot, as is certainly was beautiful… and so was I, I have taken photos of it before.

There are buildings on each side of the scene, and a wall, which is just barely out of shot, and Mum and I get “trapped” there, we’re with a woman who is talking about her sick child, apparently the tummy was off and the arrowroot biscuits did no good at all, the child was walking with her at the time.

We walked through a passage, and there were little kids in this warm room, who were selling blankets and warm clothing, knitted jumpers and scarves and things, again on a long trestle table, and not much room for anything else, but it was very comfortable, and I remarked to Mum that I’d have to buy something there eventually.

When little kids show up in my dreams, they’re usually quiet and relaxed, often wearing white… they are my protectors, though I don’t see it at the time.

The dream ended here.





Follow me.

26 06 2014

I’ve been thinking of this for a while, and I think that I might be right, not that I consider myself a guru of social media, but I suspect this is how things work.

Imagine your social network as a chat show, and you’re the host of this show.

Most of your followers are like home viewers, they turn the TV on and are happy
to watch, but they generally don’t contribute to the show.

* Those who are new to social media sometimes find the idea of silent followers “creepy” but they are just a silent audience who enjoy the show.

The next stage up, are your studio audience. They enjoy your show, and are happy to sit quietly and watch, and will sometimes ask a question, or tell you something interesting. They may even get involved with an idea now and then, their faces will be familiar, but you’ll rarely hear from them.

Going up another notch are your regular guests, they might be monthly, weekly or daily guests. they’re the familiar faces who love to have a conversation with you fairly often, and it’s these people who help your show along, since you cannot run a show alone, and really, who’d want to?I’ve found that I have a large amount of followers, but although I am happy to chat with anyone, mostly only speak with my regulars.As a communicator, I don’t see Twitter as the numbers game that many people do, I’d much prefer interaction, but there’s nothing wrong with having 24K happy followers.

 

 

 





How to deal with a bowel cancer patient

20 06 2014

This post is about an emergency, not a life threatening one, but it is an emergency for the person who is in this situation, here you will find out what is going on, and how to respond to it.

Thousands of people have what is often just called a “bag”, it’s a bit more complicated than a simple plastic bag, which is what I think most people imagine, but it’s good enough for most of us.

A person may get a bag after an operation for bowel cancer or another intestinal disease, or even because of a car accident.

I will speak about it from my perspective as I had bowel cancer and have been in this position myself, I was very thankful to the people who responded in the right way.

You may be be a member of the public, a taxi driver, a restaurant owner and find yourself with a person who looks worried and asks if there’s a private bathroom they can use, for example, one which has a toilet and a handbasin.

They will sometimes have a brown stain on the front of their body as though they have spilt gravy over themselves.

What has happened, is their bag has detached from their body and is leaking.

At this moment they feel embarrassed, but they are also uncomfortable because they are wet, and the fluid is mildly acidic and burns.

The fluid is not poo, they have not crapped themselves, The fluid is partly digested food from the stomach. (May also be urine, there are bags for that too)

The fluid came from a hole, called a Stoma, in the small intestine, imagine a hole in a water pipe before it reaches the tap, while the tap can be turned off, the leak in the pipe can’t be (discounting the mains, which we don’t have in our body), so we wear a bag over the hole to “patch” it.

It’s just that the adhesive on the bag, isn’t always as reliable as we’d like it to be.

Anyway, the right thing to do, is to ask them if they have their kit with them, they will understand what you mean, a kit generally contains more bags, and cleaning gear, sometimes a change of clothing too.

If they do, just lead them to a public toilet, most people can handle the situation themselves once they’re settled.

If they don’t, it’s awkward, as they will need help… it may be best to give them a whole toilet roll and get them to an ER where they might get a bag from the hospital. A person in this situation should always have their kit, but sometimes we forget, we usually don’t forget twice.

Not long ago, a friend sent me a photo of a man running a marathon, apparently it was amusing because he’d crapped himself, but it people apparently didn’t stop to think that it was strange, because the stain was on the front of his body. The runner had clearly decided that a leaking bag wasn’t going to stop him completing a race.

Anyway, that’s it, it might look bad, but it’s not a problem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





A New and Novel Type of Twitter Verification.

18 06 2014

As with most of us who use Twitter a lot, I have CRAVED the blue tick, the holy grail of Twitter crusaders.

But the only way many of us will get one is to be the red hot star of a hit Movie or become a Republican and say something dreadful.

And the way Twitter goes about handing out these ticks, is probably not the best way to do it, for them or their users.

Well I’ve given it some thought, and I think this might be a way to get it done quicker and better.

The folks at Twitter search for people who have been using Twitter for a few years, the users interact with others on a daily basis, appear friendly and helpful. and come across as, the genuine article… a real person.

Once this person has been found, they are nominated by Twitter to play the Verification game.

We will call this person Twitter has nominated, an Eagle. (Note the bird reference)

If they agree, then Twitter adds a “Swoop” icon to all Twitter pages, which can only be seen by Eagles.

The user now has the power to award any other twitter users, of their own choosing,  a single “Swoop”

They need to choose wisely, because Twitter has given them a limited number of Swoops to use, 500? 1000?

A user can only give a single Swoop to a particular person, once… they cannot give them any more than that, which in theory would stop a user giving ten of their Swoop to their significant other, boss, teen idol etc.

Then an Eagle gives someone they admire a Swoop,  the receiver gets a tweet which says something like:

“You have been Swooped by an Eagle”… But it doesn’t say who the Eagle was… probably a good thing, otherwise you’d get people begging you to Swoop them.

When any user receives ten Swoops, they get an automatic e-mail from Twitter, which is nothing more than a final check to see if the user isn’t just a bot, and bingo… they have their very own blue tick.

Unless notified, Twitter users will never know how many Swoops they have, until they’ve scored ten.

Eagles cannot give people who are verified a Swoop, the button won’t show up on their accounts, No point.

We all know people who should have been verified, and this would be a chance for the users to decide on who gets the big tick of approval.

I’m sure this could be used for practically any social network, if it was tweaked a bit for the purpose.

 

* Twitter would need to make clear that notifications to Eagles would be done solely on their own Twitter page, and invitations would never be e-mailed or tweeted in order to stop scammers who may try to take advantage of the idea.

 

 

 

 





Sexuality shouldn’t be this hard.

22 05 2014

It seems to me that there are people in the wider community who find alternate sexualities a bit strange, but who could be convinced there’s little to worry about, with a simple explanation.

And then there are others within gay and lesbian society who seem to be making things more and more complex, by inventing acronyms, tags and prefixes for particular sexualities.

I don’t think these things are helping anyone.

Do you suppose we can just drop the nonsense and talk about how we feel as individuals?

My own sexuality isn’t my life, I’m never going to push it in someone elses face, but I will talk about it if someone wants to talk about it with me.





Goodbye Clever Country

21 05 2014

Here’s an absolute must read from Steve Thomas on G+ About #University funding.

*****

Whoa! This just in from our Vice Chancellor about the Federal Budget cuts to Universities:

we had understood from the Budget that the Commonwealth per student subsidy was to be cut from 2016 by 20% (meaning student contributions would need to rise 20% if universities were to maintain their present income). But the Commonwealth has now announced that different disciplines would be cut in different ways: some like Humanities and Mathematics would have increased subsidies, while others like *Engineering and Science, would have reduced subsidies*—in several cases cut significantly beyond 20%.

I think we may now take it as officially proven that this government is insane. Or stupid. Or maybe just evil.

Way to go, Mr Abbott and co. Make it less attractive for students to enrol in science and engineering. Goodbye clever country.

Seriously, these guys have to go, and go soon, before they really fuck things up.





Vinyl Records

23 03 2014

This is just a short post to say that I have a new homepage which is partly about my voice work, and perhaps get some work by letting people hear what I can do. There are some samples of me reading commercials, poems, short stories and a full interview with Simon Fisher-Becker from Doctor Who.

It’s also partly about my interest in rare coloured vinyl records.

Record collecting has been a hobby of mine, although it’s been on pause, since the early 80′s, so I know a fair bit about it.

Every few weeks I’ll be making a brand new video about the latest additions to the collection, as well as some tips for collectors.

There is also a music quiz, Rockit, which I write each week, which should stretch your memories a bit, as it’s retro in nature… those of you who were into music from the early 80s should fly through it, or not, give it a go.

Take the link here and please let me know what you think.

Thanks!

Wolfie Rankin.

 

 








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