Psychology and politics got in the way of my music career.
That's okay. I suck when compared to my friends. The most the ones with radio play ever let me do was play bass for them when their bassist was too drunk to stand. Sigh...
I also got to meet George Jones when they opened for him. He was pretty humble.
Sigh...If I would have continued to practice thirty hours a week....maybe.
The problem is that I was born a tenacious b!tch.
God gave me an outlet.
The jerky idiots at the local municipality chose the wrong lady to mess with six years ago.
There is a bratty legislator that I really want to attack with a cosmetic sponge. She only puts make-up on her face, not her neck and décolletage. Worse, it is a little too dark for her beautiful skin tone. I want to drag her down to MAC so she doesn't look like a clown when she ridicules rape victims and tells her cohorts that they shouldn't read the bills they vote on, they ought to flip a coin to decide how to vote.
She'll sound like a clown but at least she won't look like one anymore. If Aphrodite blesses you with a pretty face, at least honor that gift. Whoa...
This woman wants to pass a one billion dollar tax hike for the school unions. The bill was introduced minutes before they expected everyone to vote on it.
If this tax hike hits the state ballot, guess who is going to have to help her friends fight it? I'd rather do something else with my time.
Worse, this woman represents my hometown.
I'm going to see if I can help get her recalled. They're going to meet in the courtyard of my old office building tomorrow.
She threatened one of my friends. I'm going for moral support.
Oh, this politician is prone to throwing tantrums when people collect recall signatures.
Please...please....
lady....
pick me...pick me...
yell at me...
pretty please!!!
I'll be wearing a brown and black wrap dress and black high heel shoes. I'll be wearing a big button that says
"Libertarian - pro choice on EVERYTHING!"
I'll try to rinse out this black henna tonight. Politicians recognize me by my blazing red hair. If I'm outside, my hair will blaze in the sun. I may wear a huge black hat. I'm not sure which one I want yet!
Lady, I'll change your life!
Lady, I'll change your life!
Here is a little tidbit about dealing with screaming banshees.
If someone screams at you in anger, he or she is in an altered state. Anything you say will stick in her mind forever.
Yep...
If a politician you're trying to recall yells at you, all you have to do is stare into their eyes, take a slow deep breath, copy one of the person's mannerisms (not too obvious), and slowly say something like
"You don't have to STEP DOWN NOW and save yourself the embarrassment of losing your recall race."
For effect, drop your voice ever so slightly when you say "step down now."
The subconscious mind won't hear the word "don't." It'll hear "step down now" and "save yourself embarrassment."
Works every time!
Should I tell you how to draw someone to you?
You have to learn their personal hello. It's easier to do than to explain.
Basically people will have mannerisms as they walk in public. They have unconscious body language signals that say they notice you. It can be a nod. It can be a flick of their hand. It may be a smile. Everyone is different. If you catch it when a person is approaching (maybe 100 feet away), you can copy it and get his or her attention. People are usually drawn to you when you do that.
Doing that with a crowd prior to giving a speech gives you an extra sense of rapport with the crowd.
Maybe I should write a book on my trade secrets.
It's good to be a mentalist.
Then after I'm done, the highlight of my day will be walking over to the guitar shop and drooling on the basses.
I miss my hometown.
Love ya,
S.