Profile: Like a good piano, is being fine tuned.TRANSLATE -- LEXICON
http://babelfish.altavista.comWhen I was a young girl, I studied the piano. I usually had a piece completely memorized after playing one hour a day for three days. I was writing my own music after about six months of lessons. I was considered a prodigy by my instructor. After awhile, she had me play a very complicated piece at Scripps College when I was around twelve. I believe? The only thing I remember about it was my stomach was in my head. I continued to play until an incident happened, and I no longer wanted to touch the piano again.
I had a voice that ranged from high soprano to low alto. When I turned around fifteen, my voice started to crack. I suppose the fact that my best friend turned me on to smoking cigarettes did not help one bit. I also studied dance when I was a young girl up until I was a young woman. Tap, ballet, jazz, Hawaiian, Can-Can, and acrobats among others. I was beginning to study flamenco, and loved it. I then suddenly charged off to Sydney, Australia for a couple of years. Yep, right out of the clear blue sky!When I came back,I studied acting in Hollywood under Grant Williams, The Incredible Shrinking Man. He thought I would make another Carol Lynley. A grown woman that looked like she was twelve instead of twenty-one. A talented woman who fit the bill, and could play just about any part from a teenager to an old woman. When I was twenty-one, I wore a size 14 in girls clothes. He called Uta Hagen in New York, and got and open door for me at fifty dollars a week. I started go-go dancing so I could make the money to get there. Grant was far from happy about that.While go-go dancing, I was ask to pose for Playboy, twice, and also given a card by a gentlman who worked for the club, to meet the head Bunny mother. Agents wanted their fair share, and harangued me until I would do nothing. I was not going to give them a piece of my flesh. I also met women in burlesque and strip tease, which was so much more classic than what it is today. I knew who Tempest Storm, Lily St.Cyr, and several other classic women were. I got another agent, and moved to Boston where classic burlesque was still alive, and it was closer to New York.I was working next door to the Playboy Club. Several men of various facets of life would come into the club. It was there that I discovered the "couch" test. Make your own inferences. They were directing a film in Boston. I saw some of my girlfriends falling all over these guys like they were gold and, they were totally taken advantage of. It disgusted me, so I gave up on acting. Little did I realize that, had I studied under Uta Hagen, and done Broadway, the chances would have been less likely for me to have to endure advantageous perpetrators, that use their power to belittle women, and men.I decided to go to college, and do something with myself. I started out with a major in Art. My best friend will never forgive me for changing majors. I changed my major to Psychology. I studied everything I could get my hands on. Political Science, Sociology, Criminal Justice, and I wanted to go into Forensic Psychology. I started graduate school and was going for a PsyD. My professors, a couple of them, knew I was going to get what I wanted. They dissuaded me from going in to it. Why do I listen to people that "think" they know what is good for me, when it is basically better for them! So, I gave that up also, and that was a huge, "mega" mistake. There I was with all this experience, and knowledge, and no place to go. So, I started working for non-profits. That has given me quite an education in itself.About six years ago, I fell and hurt my back. So what you see is "not" what you get, (whs in wyg.);) The doctor told me I was going to have to take off my dancing shoes. I am still trying to fight that one but, it's not getting easier, as I get older;) A friend of mine, informed me that there were young women interested in the dead art of ecdysiastism, which may as well be the dead art of speaking Latin, now-a-days! I put up the pictures at his request, and have had nothing but grief, and aggravation since then. My tag, says it all:)As far as pets, I have two all black male cats, Pepper and BootsyBoy,(heavy on the feet.) I love them to death, and they are spoiled rotten:) I also think they are gay but, there could be a lot worse things going on with them;)I admire people who are not afraid of the truth, no matter how much they like or dislike it. I do not believe in Bush, the war, or our own terrorist tactics. I believe that we must do all we can to save our environment. I believe in global warming but, not for the most popular reasons. I dislike animal cruelty of any kind. I do "not" believe you turn people into vegans by lambasting them. I am not a vegetarian, for reasons of my own, but, I believe in Kosher, whether you are Jewish or not. I was a vegetarian long before it became the "in" thing to do, so I know why I can't be one. Intelligent requests, and pleas are more beneficial. I dislike, and want to do something about slumlords, and scum-lords who take advantage of the system, and terrorize their tenants. I admire intelligence, a zest for life, and a healthy sense of humour.
Dislikes: People that cannot mind their own business! People that are not original enough to get their own on-line, or stage names, so they take yours (shecat.net, MzMeow.com, and net, "mine".) Intellectual arrogance. The atrocities we commit on our fellow people, on down, it bothers me. Religious advocates that tell you, you will not be saved unless you turn to "their" god.
Reasons People Dislike Me: I am blatantly blunt, and brutally frank. My friends believe I have a good heart but, think I should have been named, "Frankly," and, that is without the, "my dear."Not looking, not looking, not looking! How clear can I be. Now is "not" the right time:)
