Isolation and Self Preservation Edition: #2 Goodbye to a Goodie and Other Stuff

So, now what?

 

That’s the question.

 

At the time of writing, I feel numb. Like I’ve lost everything that’s dear to me without so much as a by your leave.

 

First, let me start with the thing that hurts the most.  The death of Tim-Brooke-Taylor. I was a huge fan of The Goodies as a kid (wasn’t everyone?) as well as Banana Man and to wake to the news of his passing due to Covid-19 … has left a gaping hole in my chest.  He was a major part of my childhood and this morning it’s fair to say part of me has died, right along with him.

 

I don’t think things will ever be the same if I’m honest. Heck let’s face it, Covid-19 has changed the world as we know it. For better or for worse remains to be seen ( although, right now as the world grapples with an enemy we cannot see, it definitely seems for the worse at the moment and I realise that) and time will tell which way the pendulum swings and how we, as a race of peoples come out the other side.

 

Don’t get me wrong, there has been some good that has come out if this. Little slivers of hope that give us hope that everything will be OK

 

For example,

 

  • People are finding new ways to keep themselves entertained. Things such as:
  • Getting dressed up in costume to put your bin out
  • Playing music from their balcony
  • Virtual concerts of all types for people to watch online
  • Talking to their family via Skype/ Zoom/ Face-time
  • Drive by birthday parties / celebrations

 

The list goes on. People are reaching out to their elderly neighbours – dropping off essentials like bread and milk and other things they find difficult to get. Meals are being made and left on people’s doorsteps and every Doctor/ Nurse/ Allied Health professional is getting applauded for a job well done. For being the heroes of the hour, for saving peoples lives. What they do every day is hard. Very hard. I know a lot of folk who are on the front line and I admire every single one of them.

Same can be said for those who are still operational in the retail sector. I take my hat off to each and every one of you. Our Police, our Fire and our Ambo’s – well done and thank you. All of you.

 

 

That said, this Global Pandemic (I have come to loathe those words so much) has shown that it doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t choose who it takes next. It doesn’t matter whether you’re rich or poor, old or young, fit as a fiddle or already have underlying medical conditions. It doesn’t care if you’re male or female, a white collar or blue-collar worker, a believer in God or not. Nor does it care about your skin colour, your race, your religion and or political beliefs. Whether you’re tall or short, fat or skinny, whether you’re LGTBQIA or anything in between… and that is the scariest thing about this entire situation. We’re all potential carriers. All potential victims.

 

We’re flattening the curve though. We’re doing all the right things. (well, MOST of us are. There are still those out there who choose to remain ignorant to the ENTIRE situation and are convinced that whatever *Privilege Blanket* they have wrapped themselves in will protect them and they will remain unscathed. That by ignoring all GO HOME orders issued by their Government is a perfectly acceptable way to behave. That by using Covid-19 as an excuse to extended that long awaited vacation or having friends over or hanging around in groups at the park or still going to the beach is all A-OK… Here’s the thing though, it isn’t. Not by a long shot. But that’s another Blog for another day. I’m just trying to focus on the positives here.) To those doing the right thing, I say THANK YOU! Thank you for staying home. For doing your part. We can get through this together.

 

I’m watching from home as my friends discover they can bake, paint, cook, sew, build things, draw, sketch, write, sing, play a musical instrument, do DIY, become green thumbs, make conserves – all sorts of things – we spend our days inside keeping ourselves and those we love safe and whether you realise it or not … You’re actually giving me reasons to smile. Which means more than you could possibly imagine.

 

Victoria’s stage 3 lock down will continue till at least May 11th.  What that means for me personally (I’m on Long Service leave till May 1st) I have no idea. What that means for the state, I also have no idea.

 

This is just a day by day situation.

 

Speaking of which… Does anyone know what day it is anymore?

 

Ceej

 

The Preservation -Isolation edition!

Welcome to a special addition of my blog.

 

The Preservation -Isolation edition!

 

With the exception of going to regular Allied Health appointments (I.E my Chiropractor, Remedial massage /MYO and PT) I’ve not left my house since March 17th

 

This is due to a combination of rec leave, sick leave and long service leave. At this stage, I’m not due back at work till May 1st.

 

That said, that could change, and I could continue to be on extended leave or be set up to work from home. At this stage though it’s hard to tell what will pan out – so I’ll have to wait and see.

 

It’s not all bad though. I have been keeping busy.  Keeping to a routine as much as possible. I exercise daily so I keep fit. That said, lately things have started to get to me and to be frank – I feel utterly miserable.

 

I know I am not the only one who feels like this. Currently, everyone around the world is sensing / feeling a sense of despair due to Covid-19.

 

Whether you work in an essential industry or not – this thing has knocked the world flat on its ass.

 

The world- wide effect of this virus is absolutely mind boggling! I’m struggling to get my head around it.

 

On March 9th (so yes, when Covid-19 started to become a REAL issue here in Australia) I flew across to Brisbane to stay with my Bestie for a week for her Birthday. While, yes, we spent a majority of my time there indoors – we also had days where we went out. We went to Café’s to Pubs to The Cinema (Just before they closed. We saw Bloodshot in Gold Class. It was great!) and to a Restaurant for meals. Granted, there were not many people about at the time – Social distancing was in place, of course- but still we went out.  We had fun and enjoyed ourselves.

 

I flew home March 17th.

 

The day after that Qantas and Virgin airlines pulled the pin on over 60% of their flights for both international and Domestic flights

 

At time of writing – Australia’s International borders are closed to anyone other than Aussies coming home from overseas. State borders are either closed or have strict regulations as to who can come into the state and who can leave. Some even have permits.

 

In my state, the state of Victoria, it appears we are days away from heading into stage 4 lockdown. What that means – we are yet to be told. I have no doubt in my mind though, we will know what that means for us very shortly.

I am not a fan of politics at the best of times. In fact, I have no interest in it whatsoever. As a rule, I am of the belief that those in Government are only in it for themselves and their rich mates.

 

That is, until now.

 

I don’t know who needs to hear this but … I think we can all agree that at this point in time, the Victorian State Premier, Daniel Andrews, is an absolute legend.

 

In January, during one of the worst Bushfire seasons Australia has ever seen – He was the first person to spring into action in the effort to save people’s lives and keep his state safe. He organised the Australian ADF to assist with the rescue effort of those in affected areas around Victoria – While our PM floundered like a fish out of water the entire time.

 

And now, during Covid -19, he was the first Premier to make the decision to commence lock down procedures before any other state and was willing make Victoria go it alone with those procedures if need be.

 

He has been clear and concise with explaining what needs to be done. He has made it clear that he is not here to play and that is awesome.

 

Naturally, of course, there are those who don’t like this and won’t do what they’ve been asked. And why? Because the rules shouldn’t apply to them!

They can do whatever they damn well please!  14-day Quarantine?  Self- Isolation? What’s that?

 

*Sigh* …

 

To those people I say this. YOU are the reason we’re staring down the barrel of stage 4 restrictions. You are the reason that Covid-19 continues to spread and we’re struggling to flatten the curve!

So, do us all a favour – TAKE YOUR $1600 on the spot fine and SIT YOUR ASS DOWN INSIDE! OK?!

 

It’s tough and it sucks. But there it is.

 

 

Moving on …..

 

Why are folks so shitty at high profile types telling folks to be safe and stay at home?

 

Is it because you think that they’re in Isolation in a big ass fancy house that they’re not affected by this?

You think because they’re rich- they’re untouchable?

 

Oh. OK Sure.

 

So, Tom Hanks (and his wife) Pink, Idris Elba, Rita Wilson, the Wife of Canadian PM Justin Trudeau, Prince Charles and British PM Boris Johnson – all high-profile people… They all had (or in Boris’s case – in intensive care with) Covid- 19 … so that shoots your theory in the foot, doesn’t it?

 

They’re normal. Just like us. They’re not immune. No amount of money, fancy cars or big houses can protect them from this!

The only hope they’ve got is to self-isolate like the rest of us and stay inside! And, if by telling folks to stay inside – is the only thing they can do right now – then let them! It’s not like they’re out doing their normal job of making movies or TV or music, is it? They can’t!  There’re no high-profile social events. No red carpet. No bright lights or cameras.

 

Just them. At home inside. Just like the rest of us. They’re us. You and me. Hoping to god they don’t catch this bastard of a thing and end up in hospital or worse …. Dead.

 

So, cut them some slack OK. Now is not the time to be an asshole to another human being. Even if said high profile individual is self- isolating somewhere that isn’t their normal place of residence – don’t be angry. Be glad they are somewhere safe!

 

I’d love to say, “Go home 2020 – You’re drunk!” But that’s not the case.  It’s the annoying Uncle that refuses to leave and prefers to overstay their welcome.

 

And, sadly, we’re stuck with it until further notice because no one else will take him.

 

Fuck this,

 

It sucks.

 

Ceej

 

 

 

 

The Time There Were Five ‘First World Problems’

*Warning* If you don’t like ‘First World Problem’ rants in blogs… You should probably stop reading now.

 

Deep Breath… And go.

 

I’ve been putting off writing this blog for almost a week.

 

For the record, I generally try not to write blogs like this. I never really like discussing the goings on in my life – Unless there’s a way of being able to take the piss out of it and make it funny.

 

Once, I seriously thought about heading in that direction though. A more serious look at the world in which I live. I thought maybe that could be the ‘theme’ for my blog and ultimately? After a few feeble attempts, it became apparent that I wasn’t cut out for that and it stopped me writing my blog for months.

 

This year however, I planned to stick to a writing schedule and blog at least once a week. So far, so good.

Thankfully, Outlander Se 5 is in full swing so there’s been plenty to write about. Don’t worry, I will be doing a 502 recap. Just as soon as I get all this niggly shit off my chest.

 

As I said, if first world whining is not for you-leave now. Don’t hang around till the end. I won’t be offended.

 

  • People in general.

 

Is it just me or is every single person trying their upmost to be an asshole this week?  I swear, there must be something in the water supply because everyone appears to have great difficulty walking due the massive stick shoved up their ass!

 

Working in Customer Service, you learn fairly quickly how to ‘read the room’ and this week’s room is full of folks whose sole purpose for existing to make everyone else’s lives as difficult as possible.

 

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER HUMANS! YOU’RE EMBARRESSING YOURSELVES!

 

 

Speaking of ‘reading the room’ – this brings me to my next point

 

  • Certain People of Influence failing to get a clue on how to read a {twitter} room

 

*Sigh* (And yes, I sighed in BOLD font because that’s how over this shit I am)

 

Look, I love Twitter. I do. But honestly? ……

 

There’s got to be a way of being able to educate people on how and when to respond to certain Twitter replies.

 

I have rolled my eyes that many times, I can honestly say I have done it for time, for Cals, EMOM’s and half a dozen reps on each eye!

 

How many times must we, the decent folk of the Outlander fandom sit and cringe at the sort of folk that are getting their @’s answered?

 

Please stop answering things like that. The tweets of the desperate. The trolls. The ones who fail to appreciate your viewpoint and tell you not to give up your day job. I, for one, cannot see what anyone hopes gain from this…. Other than making sure said people of influence being told to steer clear of the platform all together.

 

  • The constant misspelling/ mispronunciation of OL character names!

 

*Ugh*

 

  1. First off STOP IT!!

 

  • Its JAMIE FRASER!!! It’s not Frazer.  Nor is it Frasier. Stop spelling it that way! (Also, stop pronouncing it that way as well! Do your research before discussing characters please!)
  • CLAIRE There is nobody named Clair in these books OK. No, I don’t CARE if that’s a different variation on a theme – CLAIRE! HER NAME IS CLAIRE!
  • The correct way to spell his name (as per all 8 books to date) is ROGER. It has always been ROGER. DG wrote it that way! Where on Earth did Rodger come from? No. Just no.

 

There are others. But I’d be here all day if I pointed out every single one of them. I know. I know. You can come at me and argue about the different variations of the spelling of names and that, in some cases, English Is a second or third language – but the books have been around since 1991 and to see the character names butchered like that … makes my blood boil!  Spell the character names as they are from the books. That’s all I ask!

 

 

  • Frustrations of a personal nature

 

Do you remember how I said I generally don’t like talking about this? Well, I still don’t. But here we are.

 

Currently, as I write this, my right knee is giving me grief. I’ve had two rather bad falls in as many weeks and as a result, its angry.

 

I’m meant to be almost completely ready for a week-long trip to Brisbane in March. By now, I should be at least 10kgs lighter than I was at the beginning of the year. By now I should be pretty much be able to dance around the airport unaided. (figuratively speaking) and it appears my body has other ideas.

 

I’ve been stressing a lot this last month. Not going to lie. There are a few … family matters that have been playing on my mind.

Realistically, they’re happy moments for those involved (I hope) but my wondering where I fit into these situations has me … just kind of floundering.

I’m sure the feeling will pass, and a resolution found, and I can move on eventually, but for the moment … I’m feeling very much on the outer and its rubbing me the wrong way.

 

The consequences of my emotional state has led to a bout of (rather inconvenient) comfort eating – in the form of Yumi Hummus and crackers. A lot of Hummus and crackers. Suffice to say, I’ve stacked on the weight. Not to mention wine. I’ve also drank a fair amount of wine this month and it has not done anything for the waistline. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve still been doing my weekly PT sessions and using the rower bike – but it’s just not enough to keep the weight off.

 

Add to that – I’m also back on the contraceptive pill to try and regulate my cycle. That has also contributed to the weight gain. (That’s all I’m going to say about that)

 

There’s also the fact I hate my body. I hate the fact that its broken and it’s so hard to fix. I hate the fact that at almost 43 years old – I still need help with doing so many mundane and ordinary things.

As I said, I’m flying to Brisbane in a little over a week and I’m terrified something is going to go wrong. I mean, my bestie is as fit as fuck and could probably carry me over her shoulder if needed … but still. I mean, I have a week to get things to settle and all will be well… doesn’t mean it doesn’t play on the back of my mind.

 

 

  • Will I? Won’t I? – Can I? Can’t I?

  

The question that causes me internal conflict. Basically, this is to do with my working situation

 

In short:

  1. I can stay at 3 days per week or
  2. I can take up another day and work 4 days a week

 

If I take A)

  • Things will remain as they are
  • It will take longer to pay off my work debt
  • It will mean I can look at potentially other avenues of income from home to make up the slack

 

If I take B)

  • An extra $200 in my pay per fortnight.
  • Extra $$ is good and will ease the grind on the hip pocket
  • Pay debts off a little quicker.

 

But the question is … Can I do it? Can my body, with thigs like they are, take on an extra workday. Currently, I’d say no. But… then again… compared to where I was a year ago… hell, even 6 months ago… I could still try for 4 days a week.

 

So, you see? The battle rages on and neither side has come up with a final solution.

 

That’s where I am right now.

 

Told you it was very first world.

 

Getting it off my chest and out there – hopefully will help.

 

In the meantime, I ‘m going to rest up my knee and hope for the best

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Ceej.

 

 

 

 

 

501.. Oh and one last thing …

I wouldn’t normally do this, but it’s been on my mind since the weekend.

 

Like everyone else (well, a majority of us anyway) I got to watch 501 when it premiered on the weekend.

Also, like a majority of everyone else, I wrote a reaction blog.

 

If you’ve not read it, you can do so here:

 

https://ranpotjam.com/2020/02/16/my-thoughts-on-501/

 

For those that have read it already – thank you for your thoughts and feedback. If you haven’t and wish to give feedback – I’d very much appreciate it.

 

Let me start by saying that as of this morning, I have watched 501 four times. Chances are I’ll fit in another two viewings before 502 drops Sunday afternoon. I haven’t done constant re-watch of an episode since season 3. I missed doing it.

As I have already stated in my original piece, season 4 put me off doing a re-watch. In fact, it put me off watching a single episode.

 

Naturally, after 501 went to air, my social media went off the charts, text messages flew back and forth and everyone I knew was basically sobbing their hearts out and applauding everyone involved for a job well done. I haven’t seen that since season 3 and it left me feeling very confident that something special was about to happen. I really want to believe that. Truly.

After the absolute dumpster fire of season 4 ( and I can say that now I feel, without guilt because even the cast thought over all it was shit) to see season 5 come out of the gates as strongly as it did – made me happier than I felt in a long time.

 

And then it started. All aboard the hate train!

 

Facebook, of course, was the first to kick off with its “I was left disappointed. Anyone else?” bullshit. I call it bullshit because as well all know, it’s not possible to have an amicable conversation with someone without getting shut down. I should know. I tried. On one FB forum someone commented:

 

“I hated it. But then, I’m used to being left disappointed

 

I made the mistake of politely asking what they found so disappointing… Let’s just say the response I got was the verbal equivalent of the 200 lashings BJR gave Jamie. *Shivers*

 

It was at this point I began to wonder why. Why, if a show that leaves them so disappointed, why do they even watch? What’s the point of paying for a streaming service to watch something they obviously don’t like? I will never understand that.

 

Twitter on the other hand was one part THIS IS THE BEST EPISODE EVER ON TELEVISION and one part WE’RE GOING TO DRAG RR/ROGER MAC THROUGH THE MUD OF SEASON 4, FOREVER.

 

This. Shit. Is. Exhausting.

 

Look, here’s the thing. Let season 4 go. Just let it go. Let it burn in a fire. Let it rot in a hole in the ground.

 

Stop bringing up season 4. It’s done. It’s dusted. Caps locking over twitter and yelling about it will not make them go back (through the stones * Ba-boom tish! *) and fix that shit show.

With the exception of one episode, I could only tell you a hand full of things that happened from last season and that’s probably just as well.

Do you want to know a secret? I don’t actually hate Rik. I’d never heard of him till he started working on Outlander. He plays a charater on the show. That’s about as far I am prepared to go.

What I do know:

  • He has a very loyal fan base
  • He speaks his mind
  • He’s not Sam. He never will be. If people could stop with their side by side comparisons please. They are two totally different people. It drives me nuts and really isn’t necessary
  • I’m not sure what I make of him as a person – but I guess time will tell

 

That said, I will give Rik this: He has played Roger from the books to perfection. He is exactly Roger Wakefield/ Mac/ McKenzie from the book. His attitudes, his beliefs, the way he’s been taught to view the world. Everything is Roger from the books.  I personally thought he did a corker job with the character – especially seeing what he had to work with. But that’s my opinion.

So far, his character in Se 5 seems to be heading in a positive direction and I’m hopeful that he can pull it off and really show us his skills as an actor. I’m all for second chances here. (Just quietly, I really hope that some of Sam’s influence rubs off on him. I’d like that)

 

Seeing all the differences of opinion about Roger though, made me wonder… Why is Roger not considered a man of his time…? Yet, Jamie is?

Jamie is taught from an early age that he will be the man of the house. He will be the one to provide for his family and his Wife will bare him children and do what she’s told. Then he meets Claire and everything he’s ever been taught is thrown out the window and he learns. Claire teaches him and he changes his ways.

Roger, despite being 200 years in the future at this point – is also taught the same thing. He is a man. He will provide for his family and his Wife will do as she’s told. The only difference is, Rogers main influence is Reverend Wakefield and being a man of God, especially back then, the  views on how a relationship should be was even more narrower than most- having lost his parents at a young age, it’s no surprise he is truly a product of his environment. Then he meets Bree and the exact same thing occurs. Everything he’s come to know gets turned upside down.  He learns. He’s just a lot more stubborn (and stuck in his ways) than Jamie is (or ever was) and it takes him a while longer to change … but he does change his ways and I think a lot of people have forgotten that.  It’s why I refer to DOA as “For the love of God, leave Roger alone” and TFC as “Oh dear God, Roger, not again!” – because he doesn’t manage to start to sort his shit out and get a clue until midway through ABOSAA.

So, yes, for me book Roger and TV Roger are one and the same. And I suppose, if I was going to have one criticism it would be that this. Thanks to book Roger, I envisioned him with black hair instead of brown but that’s it.

 

But twitter seems hell bent on seeing him suffer in a similar way to that of his character and, after a year of that- I’m just tired of it.

So, I’ve decided I’m not on board with the “Let’s hate Rik” bandwagon this year.  (Ironically, his stans hate my guts – but that’s another story for another day) I’m going to see what he does this season with Sophie and as I said in my last blog – hope the two of them can wow me.

Oh, and twitter, you can back off with your Sophie hate. It’s uncalled for. She’s really come into her own lately and found her stride. We can thank our dream team producers for that! So, please take a seat where Sophie is concerned. She’s going to blow us away this season. I can feel it.

It’s at this point I should be getting ready to bring up some cray-cray shit that someone on Tumblr said but, seriously? I haven’t been there, and I am not going to but on a hazmat suit just to sift through the sludge to find something that pisses me off. It’s a cess pit a majority of the time and frankly, if there’s a place where the perfection of 501 can get torn to shreds, it’s Tumblr.

So, no. Hard pass. Thanks.

(Side-note: This blog also gets cross posted too Tumblr. I am well aware that there’s every possibility that this could be read and that as a consequence I will be handed a shovel to dig my own grave)

 

I also found a lot of folks coping clap back for those opinions and being told they don’t belong or are not a true fan.

Incorrect. Having a difference of opinion does not make you less of a fan than someone that does not. Constructive criticism (as I prefer to call it) is a way of opening up discussion and sharing thoughts.

Calling someone out because you don’t agree with that person’s opinion, calling them a lesser of a fan or a hater? That’s not only having a negative opinion – it also makes you an asshole.

So, there’s that.

 

That said, I’m hoping Se 5 will bring us together again. This fandom fell apart at the end of Se 4 and we’ve never really come back from it. Don’t get wrong, we’re stronger than we were, say, 6 months ago -but there’s a lot of damage that needs to be repaired and I think Se 5 is just the tonic we need to help us do that.

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Ceej

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Thoughts on 501.

My thoughts on 501:

 

I’ve watched 501 twice.

The first time was yesterday afternoon. I was such a mess afterwards I could hardly think straight. So, there was no way I was going to be able to string to sentences together -let alone construct a coherent blog about the episode that wasn’t watermarked of virtual tears.

 

Now, before I go ahead (and be warned. This will contain spoilers. The episode has been officially dropped by Starz – Which gives everyone the green light to discuss the episode), I need to say I’m sorry.

 

I’m sorry I misheard the line, OK? I’m sorry I thought Germain said “Grand-Pere said you have hairy tits” when, in fact, he didn’t. What he said was “Grand-Pere said you have hairy ticks!” (Which is why, I hate to say, it took me quite a bit of time to figure out that Roger said “Your Father thinks I’m a Heretic”)

 

Naturally, when I initially made the tweet, I didn’t realise how wrong I was.

 

  • I misheard the line
  • I spelled Germain with an E. Thus, turning Fersaili’s child from a Boy into a Girl
  • And, of course, I got the spelling of Grandfather wrong, didn’t I? Because grammar and spelling mistakes… Why stop at one? … Am I right?

 

The Irony of this whole thing was that it’s usually me that is telling everyone else what was said. Either way, it gave everyone a good laugh and that’s all that matters.

 

Now……

 

Can we talk the opening credits for a second?

I don’t mind the orchestral arrangement if I’m being perfectly honest. It’s an interesting twist. I could really get used to it.

Seeing Sam Heughan as Jamie Fraser with his back to the camera takes my breath away. Every. Damn. Time. The broadness of his shoulders and that coat need all the awards for their efforts alone.

And just quietly, seeing my two-favourite people with the word Producer next to their name… makes my heart soar. I’m so damn proud of them and how far they’ve come.

 

My only criticism? That shot of Claire running in the muddied dress and all you see are her feet… from season 1? We need to be rid of that now. It’s no longer relevant. It’s been in the opening credits every season and frankly, it’s time to let it go. Truly. It doesn’t fit in anywhere anymore. I mean, what’s wrong with a quick peek at Adso? We know he’s part of the season so why not add him into the credits?

Just a thought.

 

First off, I’m going to preface this with the fact that I have gone into this season with no expectations whatsoever. I’m not carrying over any resentment or bitterness that was the train wreck of season 4. The writing was weak. We all know this. Thus, I believe that’s what made certain characters unlikeable and rather less than noteworthy.

 

Secondly, I’m also going to tell you that this Droughlander – I deliberately did not do a re- watch. Not a single episode. At all.

 

I know, I know. You’re all thinking I’ve lost my marbles and gone bat-shit bonkers, but I’ll have you know there’s a method to my madness. After the shit show that was last season, I’d lost all hope of the show redeeming itself for season 5. I was left angry at the choices made and I felt that overall, season 4 was lacking. So much lacking. There was no room for character development. A lot of what we’d hoped to see was pushed to the wayside and forgotten about. The only thing I will say is this. Given how little the cast had to work with last season, everyone bought their A game to the table and did a remarkable job.

The sets were great and even the costumes were amazing but nothing after season 4 made me even want to look at anything Outlander related – let alone sit through a re-watch.

 

Then Sam and Caitriona were announced to become producers for the new season – and I… well I began to hope.

 

It was at this point I decided to continue with my no re-watch policy. I wanted to approach season 5 with excitement. I wanted to feel like I did when I was waiting with bated breath for season 3 and well may I say – I’m so glad I did because I was excited, and I was happy, and I was emotional, and it was perfect.

 

Now we come to the nitty gritty of this blog. I’m well aware that there will be folks who will not agree with me here – and that’s OK. Different strokes for different folks as they say. I’d like an opinion if you care to have one – but please, leave your hatred and vitriol at the door.

So, without further ado – I give you my thoughts

 

 First. What I think of Roger and Bree.

 

(A/N I feel I need to say this and get this off my chest before I continue. My apologies if this isn’t your thing, but I just need to get it out there)

 

As previously mentioned, I am not carrying over anything from the 4th season.

 

So, too me this season, they are completely new. I’ve never met them (so to speak.) I’m willing to give them a chance and see if they can grow on me. I’m also curious to see what Sophie and Rik can do with their characters story line moving forward. Obviously, the McKenzie’s (because we’ve all read the books, right?) they have a hard road ahead as they get used to living 200 years in the past, finding their feet as newlyweds and as new parents. (It’s at this point I wish to point out that when I say I am not carrying over anything from last season – it does not mean I have forgot it. I am simply choosing not to tarnish my personal Season 5 experience with bad writing and character development from last season) Add to this, Roger, at this point has no real trade or skill and no real way to provide for his family. His relationship with his Father -In -Law isn’t exactly off to a good start either so you know, Roger’s got his work cut out for him.

As for Bree? Well…. How to put this as delicately as possible… She’s been through a lot. And I mean a lot. So, one of the things I’ll be interested to see how the writers will/ have handled that particular situation.

I want to see on screen how they struggle with that. How it affects their relationship and how, as Husband and Wife they work through it together.

On a positive note – I am very much looking forward to Brianna finally becoming ‘her Fathers Daughter’ and everyone on the Ridge showing her all the damn respect she so rightfully deserves.

So yes, I’m hopeful Rik and Sophie bring their A game this season and with, what I hear, stronger writing (I heard they hired a new writer and this one was already an avid fan of both the books and TV show) I’m hoping they can wow me. I really want them to wow me. Is it too soon to ask that they can do that? I hope not.

 

Second: What I liked about 501

 

  • The Marriage of Roger and Bree. Everything about this scene was lovely.
  • Jamie and Claire being so proud of their baby girl (MY HEART GUYS!)
  • The flashback to Jamie and Claire’s wedding made me cry
  • The looks between Ma and Da Fraser as their Daughter got Married (Do not @ me!)
  • Hello Jamie at 50 with the dry witty humour. I’ve waited such a long time for you, and you did not disappoint
  • Lord John sitting alone on a log while everybody else was busy getting busy – made me laugh out-loud  and call him “Lord John No Friends” for the rest of the episode
  • Marsali is the Queen of the tongue twisters
  • FREAKY FRASER SEX GETTING INTERUPTED BY THEIR GRANDSON WITH PERFECT TIMING? YES! HOLY GOD I NEEDED THAT AND THEY DELIVERED
  • The Music. Ugh! Why must Bear McCreary make leak my bodyweight in fluid out of my eyeballs like that? Huh? Why? Yet again his musical score is what makes this show and you cannot tell me otherwise
  • Roger telling Aunt Jocasta where she can stick her money. I’m happy they did this actually. I liked this part of the book and I was happy to see it translated well.
  • Jamie Frasers face when he hears his Daughter say “Je Suis Prest” Please give Sams eyes a standing ovation. They deserve it. Honest.
  • I want Germain to be my friend. He’s the GOAT
  • JAMIE FRASER IN HIS FAMILY TARTAN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OVER 20 YEARS AND HE LOOKED MAGNIFICENT! I WILL CAPS LOCK THIS MOMENT FOREVER AND IF YOU DID NOT GET DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND RECITE YOUR VOW WORD FOR WORD – WHO EVEN ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU HERE? I SOBBED! DO YOU HEAR ME? SOBBED AND I DON’T EVEN CARE BECAUSE THAT SCENE WAS EVERYTHING!!
  • Lizzy flirting was all kinda cute really
  • Jamie just out there eating an apple while he pretending, he not be know that Lizzy is flirting.
  • The final scene with Jamie and Murtagh. It tore my guts out and I lost it completely.
  • (Even as I type this, I am getting emotional) Also, Sam Heughan, again, needs all the awards for this. “Go. Please… Be hard to find” … will be burnt into my brain forever.

 

  

Third: What I didn’t like about 501

 

  • I got angry at our favourite Gov’ner. I didn’t want to, but I did.
  • Sometimes Roger says stupid things like “Maybe we can do this again when we go back, and I’ll be more prepared” Roger should be banned from saying stupid things. It never bodes well
  • There was not enough Fersali in my eyeballs. There needs to be more.
  • The way Bree found out about Bonnet.
  • It irked me a little that she didn’t tell Claire straight away
  • The fact that, after having watched all the live streams and the panels and hearing their stories about all the foods and drinks being real – I ruined my own viewing experience twice by wondering things like “Is that Sassenach Whisky in those glasses? How many slices of cake did they eat? How many times did they have to roast that pig? Does any of this stuff keep? What do they do with the leftovers? Does anything get taken home after a shoot?” … *Sigh* Why am I like this?!
  • Did anyone else look at the bricks and things laying about and wonder if they were just a little too modern for the time period? No, just me then? OK

 

Overall, there wasn’t that much to dislike about 501. For me it ticked all the right boxes and I, for one am VERRA excited for this season and what’s to come. I think the Regulators story line is a good addition and I’m curious (if a little concerned) as to what will play out. Also, Duncan Innes. He was mentioned but…. Did we actually see him? I don’t think so. So again, another story line that has me curious.

 

I’m looking forward to next week!

 

Outlander is back baby! Better, Bigger and Stronger than ever!

 

Bring on 502!

 

Ceej

 

 

This Blog Should Have Another Title But….

Would it be alright if I labelled todays blog “The Day Sam Heughan Killed the Internet?” because honestly, that’s exactly what he’s done. Unashamedly and without a single ounce of permission.

 

If you’re new here (Hi!) and have no Idea what I’m talking about – then go and look at my twitter feed or go here:

 

https://noblemanmagazine.com/product/issue-no-12sam-rockwell-sam-heughan/

 

 

It’s OK. I’ll wait. I’ll give you time to catch your breath.

 

Not going to lie. This is, hands down, the most incredible photoshoot he’s ever done. The guys that did this for Nobleman Mag did an exquisite job and it left a certain fandom in a puddle on the floor. My only hope is that they don’t run out of copies. I can’t afford one right now and I really want one. (Can you wait at least two weeks? Please?)

 

Right. Now to other news.

 

I think I’ve mentioned more than once that I am a human science experiment. And now is a good time to give you all an update on that.

 

 

For those playing at home things are actually getting better. Slowly. There was a time where I seriously began to wonder if everything, I was doing was actually going to get me anywhere. For the longest time It always felt for every step forward – there were 19 steps backwards.

That was until towards the end of last year. At the time I was seeing an Osteopath, a neurologist, a physiotherapist and a dental surgeon. There was a lot going on.  I was (and still am) working 3 days a week (part time) and not being able to make as much money as I used to – it was straining the hip pocket, so something had to be done.

At the time, my Aunt was visiting from Perth, Western Australia. She was staying with my Father for a period of 7 weeks – while they went on an over seas trip together.

 

Upon their return, my Aunts sciatica was playing up and, after some searching-  found a chiropractor just down the road from my Father’s house – so, she went to try them out. After two sessions her sciatica was all but gone.

Suffice to say, I was convinced enough. After all, I had thrown everything else at Me and it wasn’t really getting anywhere.

 

My first session left me able to move in ways I hadn’t been able to since March 2016.

 

(Interesting observation: They also claimed my jaw pulled to the right. Much like my Osteopath said it did. Most people comment and say the right-hand side of my face appears slightly droopy and my jaw pulls that way. The only person who says it doesn’t – is my Dental Surgeon. Go figure)

 

So, as a result I’ve been able to drop the Osteopath and the Neurologist. I’ve stopped taking meds (I was on Lyrica 150mg x 2 a day) and apart from a fluid retention tablet (for other reasons) I’m off all other medications moving forward.

 

I’ve been seeing these guys for a few months now and things are genuinely improving. (if you live local you can check them out here  http://www.knoxchiropractic.com.au/ ) They’ve worked wonders for me I can’t speak highly enough of them.

 

As well as this, I have a new Physiotherapist. She’s really nice. A former Olympic Swimmer.  She’s taken over from my previous PT who left Active EP just before Christmas last year. Her focus with me is core and strength. This is going really well. (Between this and MPC – I’m gaining more of my mobility and strength back every single day. I’ve written blogs about MPC before. Just scroll through my entries and see for yourself)

 

So yes, things are finally getting somewhere. I still have to find a way to shift my jaw back into its correct positioning – but something is bound to happen soon.

 

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Ceej.

 

PS These links are not in any way a promo. Simply wanted to add them here to show you what I was talking about ^_^

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, I didn’t write anything today ….

Have you ever struggled to write anything?

 

Have you ever found yourself sitting for hours in front of your computer screen completely stumped how to start something?

 

Take this blog for example. I have struggled since I woke up this morning to write anything even remotely decent.

 

In fact, I have done everything but write anything remotely decent.

 

For example:

 

  • I made a half ass attempt at a hearty breakfast … and failed for two reasons.
  • There was a massive long hair in it that belonged to neither my Husband or myself or my cats that was equal parts disgusting and terrifying.
  • I started Aunty Flow and she makes me hate everything and everyone and every-what and every-who and every-fucking-wotsit anyway and well, guess what? I just had to hate on my muesli, didn’t I? Of course, I did! Did I eat it? No! Why? Because! That’s why!

 

 

  • I was the dumbass with the log in situation.

 

So, this year MPC gave their website a glow up and it turned out you had to re-create your profile to log in. It took me two hours to work this out! TWO GODDAM HOURS?! Why am I so dumb? Why? It was so obvious after I finished it all. I wasted two hours of my life being a git! Ugh!

 

  • I got lost inside the Twittersphere…

 

 

Yeah, you know, you be known it. I see you. I see you nodding your head and trying NOT to give me THAT look.  Twitter. The one place you love to hate and hate to love. It’s where your obsession can either grow and flourish like a garden and be green and lush and full life, love and promise … or it can set its own ass on fire after lighting one fart to many and turning into a dumpster fire of epic proportions.

Today was reasonable.

 

I read some fic and both of them tore my guts out. (Much love too you both my wonderful fic goddesses. You know who you are x)

I rolled my eyes at a troll. Even after a gazillionty blocks and being shouted at by everyone in the fandom for being a prize-winning dick – they still found it necessary to extort money from people by means to their own ends and that’s a truly shitty thing to do

I read an interview which was bullshit.

I got bowled over by a sea of dark velvet hues. That blended in beautifully with the rich red carpet at an event in LA (I think)

 

WhatsApp kept me entertained

 

I love my girls in my group chat. Truly I do! They make me laugh with their silliness and carry on and I hope one day to meet them all.  (Yes, I am working on a passport!) I must admit I am worried though. I wonder what they’ll think of me. The wonky, backwards, broken Aussie – who can’t go anywhere without her trusty pink walking cane Edna. I hope they won’t be disappointed.

 

  • Watched Season 1 of Fleabag

 

After taking ages to work out how to get Amazon Prime to work on our smart TV – Hubby and I finally sat down and watched Se1 of Fleabag. While I had seen Se1 before, Hubby had not. So, we did that. Enjoyed it muchly. We’re about to start Se 2 soon. So, yay that.

 

 

  • Spent money on the Office Works online store.

 

When work gives you a $100 gift card – you spend it. And I did. On everything I’m going to need for the first few months of MPC 2020. It’s all going to get delivered on Tuesday 4th Feb.

 

Looked up flights to Brisbane to visit my Bestie in March

 

Flights are expensive fuckers. That is all.

 

 

And there you have it. Why I have written absolutely nothing of consequence all day. Nothing decent.

Christ, I still need to write a short story on a bizarre piece of furniture I’ve called Norm.

 

Might leave that till Tuesday, I think.

 

Ceej

 

 

 

 

The Struggle is Real

Tuesday, 9:30am

 

I’m sitting here trying desperately to find something to blog about.

 

It’s the worst feeling if I’m honest. Knowing I’ve promised myself to keep to a weekly posting schedule – despite having nothing happen over the course of that week – to give me anything to write about.

 

By my side sits my iPhone 11. The Red Dressed Lady. Well, she will be once the case I ordered six days ago from China ships out.

 

That said, given the nature of what’s happening over there – with the spread of the Coronavirus – I suspect that it’ll be shipped after the quarantine has lifted or, if not, I shall simply need to look at other alternatives because I’ll never see that phone case for as long as I live.

(Which is fine btw. Really don’t want a package full of virus thank you very much!)

 

So, my letters to people is going well. Another three shall be posted this weekend – bringing the total to eight so far. I’m communicating with one person via email – which I don’t mind doing. It’s a novelty and bit of fun

 

I’m hoping that by writing letters, it’ll help with my blogging situation.  I mean, as in, keeping regular practise.

 

So far, I’m struggling to piece anything of significance together and it does frustrate me.

 

I mean, there’s always Outlander fandom stuff. There is always stuff going on there – but let’s be honest – everyone else writes about fandom stuff and they write about it better than I ever could.

And besides, the only thing I want to say there is – WE’VE GOT 2.5 WEEKS LEFT TILL SEASON 5 … WHERE IS THE SEASONS PASS ITUNES?? GOD DAMN IT!!

 

*Ahem*

 

Where was I?

 

Oh. That’s right. Here. Right here. Blogging about nothing.

 

Goodo. Excellent.

 

At least I’ve written something today… and that’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.

 

Ceej