Had I not just had so much coffee, I'd probably be feeling rather tired by now. It has been an awesome afternoon. We continued our group Londoners film, and I got to do some filming, a camera mounted on my wheelchair. I think I got some really cool shots, but, perhaps more importantly, I felt part of a team. We have a really good Londoners film in the making, and what makes me even more proud is that it all came about after I suggested the venue of the cafe in the park. This afternoon, I had one of those - surprisingly frequent - moments when I stood proverbially back and thought ''Wow, how did my life get this awesome?''
This all came about after L suggested I go get help to stop drinking so much, as I'm afraid to say it was getting a bit out of hand. I went to Lifeline in Woolwich, who put me on Chocolate films' 1000 Londoners project. Incredibly, it was precisely what I wanted and needed: a chance to make films and the help to do so. It is staggering how such things happen sometimes. Everything just falls in place, as if by magic. Not only have I now stopped drinking completely, but I'm involved in the making of not one but two films - the very artform and industry which, after finishing my masters, I wanted so badly to get into. Both films are well on their way to completion, and I can't wait to put links to them on here.
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Last night was rather cool. Every month or so, the Thai Restaurant around the corner runs a sort of music night. We hadn't been in ages, but the other day Lyn and I were out and about and spotted it advertised, so we decided to go check it out. I was only expecting a little affair, but last night we got there to find the small place packed with people. The music was already in full swing.
We settled down at the front to listen. After a while, though, someone recognised Lyn, remembering her from last time, and asked her to play some tracks. Unfortunately they didn't have the right jack for her Ipad, so they made do with a microphone. Lyn put two of her songs on, playing along to them with thumbjam.
It was a great evening; it feels like ages since I had one like it. It felt very social; as if everyone knew everyone else. At one point, I helped out a singer by calling up the lyrics to 'Summertime' on my ipad. There was a friendly, warm atmosphere in the room, and I'm now really looking forward to the next one.
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I'm suddenly quite cheerful. A few weeks ago, I noticed I could no longer press backspace to go to the previous webpage in google chrome. It was only a small change, but I had been using that little shortcut since Steve B showed it to me way back at Macc College, fifteen years ago. Like using arrow keys to scroll firefox, it was useful; it meant I didn't have to bugger about with the mouse to go back. Their claim was that they had received complaints from people inadvertently going to previous web pages when writing text, but that whiffed of bullshit to me. I'd just reconciled myself to the fact of yet one more pointless change made by a huge company which makes my life just a tad harder, but, moaning to Lyn about it just now, she told me to look it up. I tapped it into google, and sure enough they had received so many complaints about it that they were forced to make a remedy. It is available here. I'm glad to see I'm not the only one fond of such little tricks.
Just as a bit of an admin-type entry, yesterday I added captions to the video of my recent cinephilia talk. You couldn't really hear what I was saying on my Ipad. It took me a while to add them, but you can check out the subtitled video here. I just think it's a great thing for me to have online: not only can I use it to show people what I'm capable of, but also where I'm coming from in terms of film theory.
Well, thank zark for that. I just learned from the bbc website that Jeremy Corbyn has won the Labour leadership election. I never really warmed to owen Smith; somehow he seemed like an imposter or intruder. I suppose I'm a firm Corbynite, and see him as the only genuine politician around. Maybe leftists like me will finally get a bit of a break now - we finally have a slither of good news. To be honest british politics is currently quite gruelling, to the extent that I try to avoid it altogether. Between the referrendum and tory pieces of shit trying to turn the clock back to the nineteenth century, it's becoming too depressing to bear. Yet I know that to try to bury my head in the sand is folly: I cannot ignore it, as fucked up as it is and as angry as it makes me. At least we still have Corbyn, a genuine, honest guy who really cares about the underprivileged, fighting our corner.