Blog #1: When I Start Somewhere
After almost two years owning this url (which is perfect by the way), it has only become more aimless and haphazard than the day I bought it. I tried to get the megans.world instagram handle but it’s taken by a dormant account. I have megans.world_ and I don’t love it. Maybe I’ll work on that a little more. I feel inspired today to write a bit. After alllllll, you gotta start somewhere.
I deleted my social media apps again this week. Twitter has recently become X, which is obviously for shame, but that’s not why it’s been deleted. I will use Twitter until the wheels fall off. I feel like that’s the app that really raised my brain, for better or worse. It used to be good! I like short form writing and I love to laugh (ask anyone who knows me). Instagram is my last standing actual social app, I use it to reach people and make plans. Now that summer is coming to a close and I don’t have any new sexy pictures to post, it’s really only good for endless scrolling with little to no return. Anyway, I’ve had them off my phone for most of the week.
In their absence I have been reading whatever articles the Google app wants to serve me, including this excellent piece about a remote worker who lives and works on cruise ships year round. I absolutely love how he refers to his life: the times when he is cruising and the times when he is not. I need to figure out how to adopt this verb into my vocabulary.
I am working on finishing my second book of the year (also for shame), Icons and Instincts: Choreographing and Directing Entertainment's Biggest Stars by Vincent Paterson, which you can buy here. This was recommended to me by Bonnie. I love triple threats (ask anyone who knows me), and there is nothing I love more than the synergy of multiple triple threats coming together to provide an entertainment value so great, even the reference to the memory of such moments by the much lesser double or even single threats in the industry these days still makes money. I want to take more creative risks with friends, starting mayhaps with some involvement in our local community theater…Even as I type that I know I’d get eaten alive in this community of theater performance. These mormons do not fucking play about a step ball change.
I am a huge Cat Marnell fan and I do subscribe to her Patreon. With a little more freedom in my screentime, I caught up a bit on her more recent blog posts, the last of which touched on her habits for writing and exercising. It inspired me to get on my derelict website and do something. She aims to write like she works out: One hour every day, no excuses. I, like many women my age and hell! women in general, adore Cat’s writing. Totally nonpretentious, she feels like talking to a great girlfriend. I think she is a pretty rare aspirational millenial voice in a sea of voices marked by feigned mediocrity and actual mediocrity of mind, body, and spirit. John Early’s HBO special, "Now More Than Ever," touches on this a bit as he describes the milquetoast and extremely pervasive millenial voice that is obsessed with saying so much but nothing at all, reaching for even less, alienated from others and their own selves, sweatpanted blobs and dog owners. Some of that is my own extrapolation of course, but I feel like the glorification of mindless indulgence and intellectual softness is not good for people who are going to skew towards laziness to begin with. All that to say, I think goals are an important life force and I think that discipline is a virtue, and her blogs remind of this. Cat is not a famous girl first, she’s a fun girl. Most of what she writes on and recommends is very practical and over the years I’ve gotten some excellent lifestyle tips. I don’t even remember what byte this is from, but I recall a clip of her discussing the importance of a sexy back and good posture as being the catalyst that got me into a semi-consistent exercise regiment after a verrrry inactive adolescence.
I don’t have a real aim in this post aside from just doing it, so I’ll close out with a couple of current ear worms, which I’ll share below:
#1: Flashing Lights by Kanye West
I spent the previous week in So. Ill (I hate typing that out like in this one case I’d like to go lowercase with the i so it can look like an actual fucking word and I don’t want to type out Illinois) with my family. My 15 year old brother put this on in my mom’s minivan on a car ride home, and I ascended. I have been listening to this on repeat, definitely my #1 ear worm of the moment
#2: Headlines by Drake
This song’s power has ebbed a bit at this point, but this has for sure been my song of the summer. Try not losing your mind to this one. Drake is a genuine clown with a heart of gold and he makes excellent pop music. I think this probably re-entered my world from a Tik Tok or something, but it holds up as one of his best songs of all time (I do not careee I’m not that big of a fan btw). I love when he says, “I had someone tell me I fell off, Ooh I needed that / And they want to see me pick back up, well where’d I leave it at?”
#3: What Do I Do by Phil Fearon & Galaxy
Slayyyter recently sampled a different Phil Fearon & Galaxy song in her new single, “Out of Time", and it put me on to this album. This song is light and fresh as hell. I could listen to it over and over. More specifically, I’ve been listening to the Carnival remix on Spotify, but the linked one is also excellent.
#4: Kamikaze by Carly Rae Jepsen
I am current reigning president of the Carly Rae Jepsen Bitch Mob Task Force, so of course her new B-Side record, The Loveliest Time, has been on repeat since its release. This song is right up my alley, Carly has a great voice for pop songs having to do with yearning, more specifically yearning when you should know better.
#5: I Wouldn’t Be a Fool by Barbara Eden
This is a last minute entry! I have been recently obsessed with Barbara Eden in I Dream of Jeannie. She has an excellent bod and the wardrobe is excellence. When she’s not in genie-wear, she is wearing the shortest skirts and dresses (talking top of thigh, just over the butt, gams in full focus). The silhouettes are seriously enviable. She also is definitely wearing some kind of hairpiece, not including the Genie-pony. She has been shortlisted for Halloween this year, and Bonnie just sent me this album. This song is gorgeous. I need to dive into a history of America’s TV starlets for more beauty inspo.
