Letting My Wolf Soul Howl

It is fun to have an alter ego. I have my wolf soul. It is known only to people who see my posts online in social media. It is like letting me out of a cage. I am not coming out for daily life. I call this going incognito. For friends and family, I am just me as is. I only transform myself in writing. But recently, I did it another way. I was going out for a night on the town with friends with a last stop at a popular club. For this, I wanted to be different and find a new look. That meant a new outfit, putting on a fun (but not fright) wig, and applying makeup and false eyelashes. I was virtually transformed as a ruse and to have my own kind of secret fun. I was out to let my wolf soul howl.

I did really look odd and no one recognized me at first until I took the wig off. It gave me a perfect disguise for a couple of hours. My friends said that the false eyelashes looked so natural that they thought they were real. They knew mine were skimpy so these gave them some pause—who is this girl with the big dark eyes?

It works well when you meet new people as you don’t have to worry about detection through your hand gestures and usual mannerisms. They wonder who this oddly attired person really is? You can see what you like without fear of retaliation, not that I would be negative. I would be more playful. I had a great time unlike most other nights.

What do you do when you want to let loose? Some people like to dance wildly alone or with a partner, and some enjoy a round of karaoke. For me, looking like someone else was the road to riches. It brought me into unusual conversations for sure. It is amazing how different you feel in makeup and false eyelashes if this is not your usual look. It changes your appearance so much, and when you add a wig, you are not recognizable at all. You must decide on your first impression. Do you want to look younger or older, glamorous or punk? You can vary it on different nights whether or not your friends are on to you by now. It is like having a recurring Halloween. Who doesn’t like to wear costumes and masks?

A friend said that I looked very flirty in my false eyelashes so this was a look I wanted to repeat. You can toss out great opening lines and wink at strangers without them knowing who you are. I never give out my personal information. I wonder why I don’t see more of these false eyelashes on people I meet. I guess they are a little hard to put on. But it is worth it to enjoy an evening of disguise as you beguile others.

Help! Squirrels!

Yes, little furry things are kind of cute in a way, even if they aren’t stuffed, but some are just plain trouble. And I am not referring to the neighbor’s cat that can be a menace. I have a pesky squirrel that lives in the tree outside my bedroom window, and he is a big nuisance. If you hate people who crack their gum when they chew in the movie theater, especially during the love scenes, you will not like this critter that opens nuts in the noisiest possible manner—early in the morning while I am sleeping. He wakes me up and is darn proud of it. He gives me that one-eyed cocky look, almost like a wink, as I throw tennis balls his way. I have even, in a fit of anger, thrown a tennis shoe or two.

I don’t want to set a trap and harm him. I am not that mean. I have consulted a pest control company and got a lot of “it’s not our job” kind of responses. I have checked with the city, honing in on presumably the right department, with no luck. They will come get raccoons and possums, but they won’t get rid of squirrels. These are in their correct habitat with no need for relocation. “Get used to it, gal.”

I have to get creative on my own. I need to acquire an eco-friendly pest control mindset. I can make a little noose, but that would be fatal. I can poison the nuts, but….no way. I can sing to him. That puts my brother off. I can chop down the branches, but that would be foolish as I like the shade. What would you do? I decide ti remove the source of my frustration and de-nut the area, if I may coin a word. The problem is: I don’t see any. Where does he get them? Does he literally grow them in a secret mini farm?

I decide to follow the squirrel about one day, or rather watch him at play. He is on to me and doesn’t budge from the tree. The neighbor’s cat is intrigued and starts to circle the trunk, round and round, like the tiger in Little Black Sambo. But he doesn’t turn to butter. The squirrel gets super agitated and antsy. He stares back at the overgrown tom in a big face off. Neither moves for a good thirty minutes. The cat trots away, and all is back to normal for a day or two. Not the good kind of normal, mind you, but the status quo as it is.

The third day the cat is back, circling and circling, licking his chops. The squirrel struggles for composure and scoots away. He comes back and this goes on for some time over and over. After a week or so, the poor squirrel gives up and abandons the tree, seemingly for good. I see him down the street in a big elm, munching and cracking away. I have done my job: it’s pest control at work—feline style!

Cool Room Keeps My Computer Cool

Summer brings waves upon waves of heat that last well into early fall. Agh. I can’t think straight when the air is stifling and thick. It invades my space. I bought a new ceiling fan to help cool things down so I could open the windows and breathe some real, albeit hot, air. I found the best ceiling fan online, really happy with it. It may be my imagination, but the unit seems to keep the computer running a little faster than usual.

It’s probably my weird perception of time, but when I am on line for endless hours, or am playing games for what seems like an eternity, I feel like I get into a time warp. Things seem to slow down as I relax into my favorite enterprise. I think my common sense ended with the fan purchase as I am fantasizing about other planes of existence. It is like a kind of meditation or hypnosis—trance-like and sedate. Don’t wake me when I am there.

Your brain seems to lock right into the computer’s mother board after a spell. I do feel in complete sync with digital technology to be sure. This isn’t limited to video games either. I do everything with a tablet, laptop, or smart phone. I am wired in to the world in this wonderful way. So I have to keep cool when the sweat season begins in order to maintain my focus. My little fan does the job well.

Keeping cool isn’t just physical. It is a state of mind having to do with not getting frustrated and upset when things don’t go your way. It is a timely metaphor that makes sense. Chilling out is good advice. If you get a negative post on Facebook, a bad tweet, or a nasty email—just delete it and move on. Technology gives you control over people and situations you encounter. If you must indulge your hurt feelings, give them vent in your own communications. Use technology to free yourself from the yoke of others.

Staying cool means being up to date on new apps, software, websites of note, and assorted online novelties that pique your interest. It means being in the know and in touch. We have never had it so good. From your modest little room (fan whirring away), you can be an international explorer and world class researcher. You can find out just about anything you want to know in seconds. It is a brave new world that will no doubt soon offer more. Count me in.

I like the idea of a coolheaded vixen avatar representing my expertise and experience. She knows how to rock the world with her innate genius. She is smart, self-taught, open to the new, and closed to the old. Modern is her middle name. She is savvy beyond her years and has earned high regard and esteem. She knows just how to wield a mouse and a tweet. Powerful and potent, she epitomizes the digital image of omnipotence. Nothing in the world of the computer is alien or strange.

The Digital Age of Health

Do you let your digital devices run your waking life? Are you hooked on social media, your smart phone, and your laptop every second of the day? Checking email, CNN news, the latest articles on your favorite subjects, your eBay bids, and your bank account balance takes time! As for browsing and shopping, well they are a daily staple of existence. This is the modern way of technological life and its just fabulous.

Right now I am focusing on health since I acquired a super fabulous do everything bathroom scale. It is wired into my world with a Wi-Fi connection. Everything I want to know about weight, body fat, BMI, and so on is in a personal file that only I can see. My cell phone has dozens of apps that keep me up-to-date on dieting and nutrition. When I walk, run, or workout, I wear a handy pedometer that was invented for people like me. We want info, data, stuff to read, watch, and sometimes share.

You used to see high-tech gadgetry in hospitals that keep people alive and breathing. Now you can stay alive and breathing on your own with a few basic purchases. While we all still look the same, act similarly, dress alike, and speak the same slang, our inner world is rocked with ingenious digital devices. It has never been easier to learn how to stay young and healthy for life.

What do you want to know? How to eat right without starving, how to lose weight without getting depressed, how to exercise effectively only three times a week? There are also millions of magical weight loss programs on line and magic potions with exotic Indian herbs inside that stimulate your metabolism to roar in high gear. Vitamins? They are legion. You want to lose in one day with a juice cleanse, by all means. Your digital portal to knowledge and a new lifestyle is waiting.

I know you think we are obsessed and that the computer age has destroyed our ability to think for ourselves. No, I say. It helps us take charge and do our own research. It helps us learn more to earn more in business. It helps us get along better and go along gracefully with other people. It is a parental substitute and a personal guide, without the verbal recriminations.

So I say embrace the digital devices that abound. Get any and all of them, and stay tuned in with the rest of modern humanity. Youth has never been so educated and well-read (although in bites and snips). It has never had access to so much information. I cannot tout them enough. I will always depend on technology to keep me going and a step ahead of the game. It imparts that extra edge to everything you do whether using a scale or a pedometer. The latest greatest software is a click away. As for apps, there is no end to their utility and time-saving benefit. Don’t get left behind.

I Hate Wearing a Brand Label

I would rather die than wear logo clothing. The handbags are the worst examples of status mongering. Louis Vuitton was ok; it was the first of its kind back over a century, but everyone else has joined in, blaring their name to the world. Brands want the publicity at your expense, although you don’t see it that way if you buy their lines. You are a walking unpaid ad, but you could also be labeled a follower with sheep-like devotion.

Not me. I avoid obvious brands like the plague. I have been known to wear Lee jeans, but not Calvin Klein or J Brand. You will not see me in Prada or Gucci, even with hidden labels. It’s about price, sure, but it’s also about mindless submission to the trends. When vintage became acceptable and even popular, I was completely in accord. Recycle old stuff, reuse castoffs, and promote retro style. When you made a personal selection among racks and piles of decades-old designer wear, you exercised your individuality and taste. This is not true about buying the last offerings on the rack.

Designers are often quite innovative, don’t get me wrong. They set trends for a reason. But there is also a lot of fluff going on and shock value for its own sake. Real quality in the realm of couture is rare. And then there is so much imitation. Why are so many doing the exact same look at the exact same time? If they gang together and create a trend that is identifiable, it will sell better and faster. I would prefer to see anarchy than fads.

So…I would rather make my own clothes than succumb to brand dominance. I might sneak in a Gap tee or a pair of Aldo shoes, but for the rest, I am on my own. So how do you do this? First of all, you go to vintage stores as I mentioned and find a few basic pieces. You can alter them and change their shape and add new twists. Since few of us knit, grab a few cardigans and pullovers. Then you go to the fabric store and scour the discount bargain bin. You will find some large pieces, enough for a top or pencil skirt. I follow various fashion bloggers on Pinterest and Instagram, as well as this blog to get ideas. For jackets and coats you are going to have to buy regular-priced fabric as you will need at least a few extra yards. But you only need one of each!

Make your clothing simple and classic so when you add a scarf or jewelry, it will morph into something new each time. Don’t be afraid of some kind of signature color or pattern that identifies you as an individual. If you like plaid, wear it every day if you want, but with a blouse one time and a sweater another. Who will remember? Change the usual shoes to boots in winter and sandals in the summer. It is not mindless to dress for the climate. You will stretch the wearability of each item if you plan carefully and go mostly for year-round pieces. Good luck.