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And The Award For “Worst YouTube Video” Goes To…Me!

I wouldn’t necessarily call it the “Worst”. Perhaps “One of the Least Audible”

I’ve heard from wonderful and appreciated feedback that my very first YouTube video was only half audible. All the LOLCats in the world can’t keep a viewer watching a soundless video. It seems only the second half could be heard, when I was close to the microphone.

I say “it seems” because my computer plays it just fine, with the beginning being a tiny bit soft and the second half being wayyy too freakin loud (crappy equipment, not much I can do to fix that just yet.) Which is why I am so damn grateful for the feedback, or else I would be releasing another inaudible video.

So, those who have seen my first video- don’t fret. They won’t all suck. And in the next one, I’m wearing braids!

Stacey

P.S. You can now follow my novel at http://sangueseries.wordpress.com/ ! Every week I’ll post a little bit more of it in preparation for my soon-to-publish! Gimme feedback! Right now is just the initial description. Next week? Chapter 1 šŸ˜‰

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Rockin Robin

I wish I could come up with some kind of inspirational inscription for you all to cherish (or read and discard of your own desire) however, I have caffeinated myself with organic green tea and B vitamins, which strangely puts me in a grander mood than regular coffee, organic or not, and am enjoying myself by listening (and dancing to) Rockin Robin, by Bobby Day. “He rocks in the tree top, all day long, hoppin’ and a’boppin’ and a’singin his song, all the little birds on jaybird street, love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet” How can you not sing and bop along?

There is something to be said for the golden oldies- or as I call it, music I grew up with and have loved since day one of my existence. The post-WWII era be-bop, happiness in musical notation variety, high school love and subtle innuendos, beats that get you moving no matter what mood you happen to be in. At The Hop, Splish Splash, Great Balls of Fire.

Then there’s the soul and R&B of the glory days, music that hits you in the heart and keeps digging in, in such a beautiful way, the smooth rhythms, deep vocal tones to match the wondrous bass so touching and so beautiful you close your eyes and relish in the lyrics that make you feel so in touch with life, the way life should be. Stand By Me, Drift Away, even Mustang Sally.

The girl groups (also known as Motown), so gorgeous and freeing to the woman’s soul, regardless of race, there is something incredibly empowering about women getting together, getting up in front of a crowd in a still as-yet male dominated world, and singing their soulful hearts out. The fact that they were black in a white dominated world during a very racially suppressed time, makes it even more admirable. Heat Wave, One Fine Day, Leader of the Pack.

Even the gritty, deep sounds of bluegrass, sometimes laced with humor, sometimes laced with deep tones and lyrics. Beautiful and moving no matter which way you look at it. King of the Road, A Boy Named Sue.

Needless to say, half the time when I’m in the car alone, I’m listening to the Oldies station. Which, by now, plays songs not just from the 50’s and 60’s, but 70’s as well. I can forgive that, saying that I love what I will always consider classic rock (70’s.) Accepting that songs of those years are now considered oldies only forces me to accept the years gone by. However, to ME, and MY opinion, Oldies will always be 50’s to late 60’s.

I’m not entirely sure the reason for this blog, except that I woke up drawing inspiration from these songs, and thought I would write about it before the expectations of my day begin to close in on me.

Speaking of expectations: Do I have the guts to make another vlog today? I have received zero response from the last one (haha, honestly expected.) I just need to persevere and make more, ahem, not so idiotic videos. Not bad for my first video considering I was babbling for over an hour and so tired I felt ready to, well, take a nap. But honestly, if I want to find some way to promote me as a blogger, writer, entertainer, and promote my book of which I plan to publish soon… I need to up my game.

I.E.- not be afraid to actually PROMOTE myself, rather than blog, vlog, not market and expect my blogging to independently take it upon itself to market itself.

There’s a lot to be said for hard work. And that’s the only way this is going to work.

Whoops, expectation is creeping up, I can smell it. Better end this blog and hope for the best!

Stacey

“The only one who could ever reach me was the sweet-talkin son of a preacher man!”

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I’m A YouTube Star!

AND…. My first Vlog has been uploaded!!! (Finally, right?) You can view it here:

Thanks for viewing, and let me know what you think! Here’s a little numbered background on the making of this video.

1. I was bored.

2. The video editing program really isn’t as difficult as it seemed at first, now that I’ve pulled out half my hair and drank more coffee than humanly possible.

3. I threw in some cats for fun.

Enjoy!

Stacey

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Simplicity is in the Eye of the Coffee Cup- Web Cam Saga 4

Ok, so I turn on the program, hit two buttons and there I am. Simple, effective- awake! I realize the microphone is working by a little diagram on the screen that goes up and down and from green-to-yellow-to-red as it reads the sound and tells me I’m too loud (I’m shouting directly into it just to turn it red- it’s kind of fun! For uh, testing purposes, I mean.) Ha. Ha. My technological illiteracy has once again sufficed for my needs!

Now here’s a few decisions I need to really focus on.

1. WHAT in the world do I do about the 6 ultra-bright LED lights fixed to the web cam to allow for night-vision, that I had mistakenly believed could be turned on and off at will, only to find myself completely blinded every time I look at it? There really is nothing I can do. Plus, I need more light anyway. Decision taken care of. Try not t squint.

2. BACKGROUND. I have studied video and film making enough to know that you want something subtle, distinct, and not too eye-catching in the background. You don’t want BLANK, you want personality, but you can’t have it cluttered. Right now my scenario is clutter/generic pieces of white paper tacked to white wall with scribbles of notes regarding my novel. The most interesting scribble of which reads “holy fucking potatoes!” (A quote I need to remember to insert, also the set-up for a chapter. Long story. My niece asked about it too. She thought I meant to use it as a chapter title. I told her it would make a funny chapter title, and she burst into laughter.) So… decision: Chose 1 wall piece to initiate subtle visual stimuli. If I had a picture of Jezzie my Chuhuahuador, I might use that. But I don’t. And with how intent she is on helping me slowly type this through claws and gritted teeth against the pain she is causing me with those claws- I may just tack her up.

3. Make-up, hair, clothes? My mother says I am the most “vain” of the family (she did not mean it in a mean way, she means it in the way that I am more particular about my appearance than most others. Including clothes and make-up. And I tended to disagree with her until she brought up the point one day when I turned around and drove back home in my car, making myself late because I noticed in the rear-view mirror that my black hat and grey/blue shirt in the greyish winter sky washed out my hazel eyes and I needed to put on some blue eyeshadow to bring the blue out in them again to match the blue in my shirt and push aside the grey, because I hate grey….) Anyway I’m off topic. I need to look good and not washed out. So makeup, hair, and I need to drag in my lamp because unfortunately, my corner is not bright enough and those blinding LEDs just don’t work well enough.

Ok so that’s all for the moment. Me and my bleeding clawed arm will continue on as I go. Hopefully, one of these nexts posts will include a short video for demonstration!

More as events unfold.

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Setting Up My Web Cam- Written Version 3

“I just wanted to read my Kindle… that’s all I ever asked for!” As a fake invisible tear slowly drips down my exhausted cheek.

The coffee is in the gut! And the web cam program awaits my return. I have to fight the feeling that this web cam appeared when it did in the mail solely to interrupt my private time with Jacki (my Kindle, silly) and much needed rest. But that’s not true. It arrived when it did because it’s excited to meet all of you!

Or to torture me on how to figure it all out (sometimes things you buy from Amazon.com don’t always come with instructions. Worth it, however, considering buying it from amazon saved me almost 40 dollars.) Now you would think a simple, “duh, plug it in and turn it on” would do. Not when you’re planning to record. “Just hook it up and record directly to YouTube!” Not my style. I want it saved to my computer and edited before I look like an idiot in front of my friends.

So what to do, what to do? Continue this adventure. I have refueled, I’m ready to continue. What will the next few moments bring?

More as events unfold!

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Setting Up My Web Cam- Written Version 2

And contrary to my Chihuahuador’s belief- she isn’t actually “helping” in the strictest sense. Luckily, she’s gone off to play elsewhere for the moment.

I’m taking a break from the perilous task of plugging in a microphone to gear up myself (and heat up my coffee) in anticipation of figuring out how exactly this software I found to record video from web cam works. I’m afraid. I should be afraid. This is what I was afraid of. Having to learn new software!!

And slipping off that desk. However, until my headset is needed- and it only will be for skyping in the future, not for this task- no further work is needed behind the computer. The dusty, cobwebby computer- when was the last time I cleaned this thing??

Don’t ask.

I’m wondering three things now in my three-hours-of-sleep lethargic funk- 1. When the hell is my coffee going to be done? 2. How long is it going to take to learn this new program? And 3. Should I record anything looking as horribly tired as I do? I don’t know. I think those decisions are best left up to the sound judgment of thick organic espresso.

More as events unfold.

P.S. Question number 4. Why does my computer’s dictionary not recognize “Chihuahuador” but it DOES recognize “cobwebby”? Is “cobwebby” really a word? I’ll have to look it up in a dictionary I actually trust.

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Setting Up My Web Cam- Written Version

Why won’t this plug in?? It’s universal!!! It should fit!! There is no difference between this and every other thing that plugs into this….. thing! Whatever this thing is, it should plug in! They’re the same color, right? Check. Made for a PC, right? Check. Made for the right operating program right? Check times three. Why won’t it fit??

Oh, it’s turned the wrong way. Nope. It’s not. Wait. ::jiggles it:: Nope. ::Glares at it:: That doesn’t help either. “Why won’t you fit!!??” ::Crawls all the way on top of desk, perches vicariously on the edge of slippery desk in even more slippery socks, bending and twisting like a contortionist to ensure there isn’t something absolutely obvious I’m possibly missing:: Nope. It should fit.

Why won’t it??

::Studies it:: “Nope you’re the right one.” ::Perches on desk like a parrot, moaning at sore muscles and studying the plug-in again:: There is no reason this shouldn’t fit. “What is wrong with you stupid thing??”

:::Jams it in the plug- goes halfway.:: “Whoops, did I break you? No. There’s wiggle room. That’s because you’re only half in. Well… shit.” ::Takes it out and carefully inserts it into hole, losing grip halfway through due to slippery socks slipping off slippery desk:: “%*#$!”

Finally, leaning over my computer balanced on top of it carefully on my belly, using unnecessary “oomph”, it inserts completely in, as intended by the manufacturer.

And that, my friend, is the correct way to install the external microphone to your web cam. (The web cam installment itself was uneventful- it plugs into the USB, and the USB is located conveniently in the front.) And this plug-in couldn’t be so convenient why?? To make silly people like me look sillier, that’s why.

More as events unfold.

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Inspiration in Low Places (A Wee Bit Explicit)

Haha, so I have a couple of things still on my mind, which is why I’m blogging twice in one day. I feel over-caffeinated without the caffeine. OMG (unauthorized acronym usage!!) is this what a good mood feels like?? No, this is what a good mood “mixer” feels like. I added a bit of homemade sour mix, composed of unshaken stress and happy restlessness, and a bit of pent-up frustrations for that little bit of “zing”. My own personal cocktail.

So you’re probably wondering what this blog post is about. Well, probably not, because you all probably stopped reading by now.

This might get a bit explicit, so caution if you’re the cautious type. I might remove this disclaimer if this post ends up being clean or whatever you fucking call it. Not likely to happen. As a matter of fact, there is a good chance I may regret this post come the morn. (And no, I’m not drunk.)

So, I spent all of my childhood not wanting to be a child, not wanting to be sick, and not wanting to be helpless and hopeless with all my decisions made by others and my sick body. So guess what? I’d like to declare, that even though it’s been less than ideal: I’m GLAD to finally be an adult.

Sure I miss the days where responsibility was listening to your teacher and not getting wet during recess (dude, some bitch told the teacher I stomped in a puddle after she splashed me on purpose, and I got in trouble with the principle. Can anyone say WTF?? PLUS, with the added fact that, um, telling kindergarteners not to get wet or splash in puddles during recess in NORTHWEST OREGON, is just retarded and unlikely). Ok, that rant is over. I kind of miss being too little to reach tall things (wait…) and not understanding broken cars (we had plenty, but I didn’t have to be the one standing over the engine and cussing) or rentals with consistent fixes to be made (hey, I didn’t have to crawl under the sink and fix them pipes while cussing) or pay bills, or even know what bills were. I knew the neighbor boy down the street was an asshole that kept trying to get me in trouble, and he was very close to being the first boy I ever junk punched or kicked. (Punch was more likely, he was 16 and I was 5. He should have been more careful). I remember the worst day of my life at the time was when I was four, and I was racing myself down the driveway (trying to beat my record before dinner) on my little pink, blue and white plastic big-wheel and the wheel got caught on a pebble, turned, I flew over the handles and caught myself with my palms and slid a couple of feet. Yes, the road rash hurt, my pride hurt, I was afraid of getting yelled at. But as I was peeling the tiny pebbles out of my bleeding skin, I realized I had in fact beat my time and CHEERED! YES!!

It’s the small victories that count. It was a mixed blessing. I thought my palms might get infected and I might die, but at least I beat my time!

Anyway I’m slightly off my topic and I just want to say again: I’m glad to be an adult. And an open-minded one. Here’s why.

NO MORE JUDGMENT. Wait…. haha, I just made myself laugh. No judgment? WTF? Judgment is all over the place. Take for instance, if I were to make the simple statment, “I like cock”, that’s going to draw A LOT of judgment of all sorts. Do I care?

No. I’m no slut, and I happen to have my own likes and dislikes, whether they match others or not- well, that really doesn’t make a difference to me. Besides, want to know the MOST critiqued sentence I have spoken in my life?

“I’m a vegan”.

By far I get more ridicule for telling people I am a vegan than I have ever gotten from any “improper” observations or statements I’ve made.

I like being old enough to like cock and declare so proudly, I like being old enough to make my own dietary choices and stick with them for my health. These statements should be no less shocking than a man stating “I like pussy” or a carnivore stating “I eat meat”.

Wow.

Here’s the deal. I have a problem with our society declaring that genuinely healthy activities/items are “unhealthy” and will do everything they can to convince me (and others) of this misguided interpretation of right and wrong. One, I have a problem with the preaching! If you want to state your opinion, state your opinion. I have no problem with it. But when you try and convince me that you’re right and I’m wrong, I have a major problem with that and the conversation isn’t going to go as pleasantly as you hope.

Those healthy activities and items I refer to include sex and veganism, it includes exercise and speaking your mind, it includes finding explicit things funny or sexy and having a good sense of humor. It includes having my own ideals of faith and healing, my own ideals of fun and humor and a good time, and an occasional drink or two. That I’m political, I don’t follow an organized religion, that I advocate animals and organic foods. And good fucking god, plenty more. These are all things of which people have tried preaching to me about. And honestly, what the fuck is the point?

First off, I’d like to state, I have nothing against those who find swearing and sex offensive, who eat meat (some meaty diets can be healthy too), who choose to have a conservative and/or polite outlook on their sexuality and intimate relationships and religion or politics. I have nothing against those who don’t drink, save their virginity for a special time, read for fun or have stopped reading this the moment they saw “explicit” in the title. I applaud those willing to state their opinions, likes, dislikes, etc.

Veganism is a genuinely healthy diet. And as with ANY diet of ANY kind, you must be sure you’re including all your dietary needs such as protein and fats and minerals and vitamins. Things of which you are NOT getting from your roastbeef sandwiches and french fries.

Having a healthy outlook on sex and sexuality is incredibly important. The more stigmas you place on these topics, the more stigmas you place on yourself, and the more you end up feeling bad about yourself because sexuality is a part of every person in every walk of life, to deny that is to deny your own existence. Everyone has “dirty” thoughts, accept them and get over yourself. Of course, being careful what cocks you’re letting near your pussy (or which cunts you’re about to stick your dick in) is super important. You don’t want anyone’s tainted happy juices fucking up your good pieces. Be proud of them and keep them clean and yourself healthy.

I have every respect for people with like beliefs getting together and discussing and celebrating their faith. If you’re going to preach to me and tell me your belief is the only one to follow, go fuck yourself. Preaching to others is NOT celebrating your beliefs, it’s spreading your opinions in a way that is NOT appreciated and only paints your beliefs in a negative light. Who wants that? I can celebrate my spirituality the way I want. I resent the question “do you believe in God?” Dude, you’re only asking because you’ve already decided my opinion for me, therefore you will not listen to anything I say, you just want the chance to ridicule me if my opinion differs from yours. Fuck off.

I believe that anyone who cruelly abuses children, animals, or anyone weaker than them (or hell, anyone at all) should be shot. After fair trial, of course.

Ok so I could totally continue if I wanted to. And honestly, I do. I’m a very opinionated person, I enjoy speaking my mind, and will do so. I may not interject in others’ conversations to spit my opinion, but if asked I will give it, if I feel the need to speak up I will, or if I blog it- I will.

Anyway, the inspiration for the openness of this blog comes from a comedic song about bouncing dicks, it made me giggle and realize just how much I watch my mouth, and how I should NOT be ashamed of myself or my likes and desires and beliefs, and neither should anyone else.

So, time to go give myself an orgasm and sleep well tonight.

If I had any suggestions for you all, I’d suggest you do the same! šŸ™‚

Stacey

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Chihuahuadors and Chocolate

My Beautiful Chihuahuador Jezzie

My Beautiful Jezzie!!!

And as we know, never give a Chihuahuador chocolate- Chocolate makes dogs sick! Now that THAT disclaimer is out of the way…

So here goes, there’s been a few tiny happenings, first and foremost- I LOVE maple-glazed gluten-free donuts. (There’sĀ  A LOT of hyphens in this post so far, sheesh)

I’m finally getting my poor Chihuahuador fixed (My poor baby. She’s still sick, and this will fix that. And considering how tiny she is, and how much she likes the neighbor’s giant ass Rottweiler- I think we’re all better off if I get her fixed.) So I’m grateful that this should fix her- I’m nervous because my little baby has to get surgery šŸ˜¦

Also, let’s see… oh yes.Ā  School plans are underway and looking good, my new job finally came through, and it looks like I’ll be able to keep it through school too, I’m almost done editing my book (hell, having a foreigner read my book and give me feedback is super helpful, actually. There’s nobody better to point out mistakes in your English, in grammar or what does and doesn’t make sense, then someone who is learning it afresh.) So I wish to say a big thank you to my friend in Italy, even though she doesn’t read my blog.

What else? Uh… Ooh! Right. I just set up my ownYouTube video channel! StaceyKatheryn… though you probably won’t find anything if you look me up…

If you are reading this post fairly soon after it is written, there are absolutely zero videos up right now. I plan to start (finally) my own video blog.Ā  If you’ve known me longer than this blog has been up, I’ve been talking about blogging/video blogging (vlogging, haha) for a long time now. I figured hey, I finally got this blog up, I can get up a vlog too! If I get the nerve, haha. Which I will.

No, really.

Anyway, so I’m enjoying writing fantasy fiction more than ever right now because it gives me a chance to ignore the fucked up things I’m not blogging about, and put those emotions into my writing,making for fantastic writing and leaving just leftover quirkiness and positivity (ahem, mostly) to share with all of my favorite readers!

So, I feel like I’m forgetting something. What is it?

Wow, I have restarted this sentence three times. What is up with me tonight? Maybe I just haven’t had enough caffeine today. Then again, it’s almost midnight, I pity the fool who tries to recaffeinate at midnight. That is the stuff of video blogs, not written blogs.

Oh, yes, the moral of my story. Eventually, things do get better. As I recently learned: Patience is a wonderful teacher.

Oh right, and…. I NEED CHOCOLATE!

Given the choice, I almost resent choosing the maple donut over the chocolate donut. But tomorrow I get food money, so I can buy as many chocolate donuts as I want. But even since I ate that oh-so-yummy maple donut, I’ve been craving the chocolate one I can’t have. Oh, my life is so disastrously void of chocolate! Whatever to do!!!

Thanks for reading!

Oh and by the way, the reason I’m finally getting up the nerve to actually want to video blog again, because to be honest I’d kind of given up on the 2-year-long idea, is due to this awesome person’s video blog I’m currently addicted to. Not SUPER addicted to, like chocolate, vodka, Chihuahuadors and caffeine, but- oh what the hell, I’ve been watching her videos every night before bed, I think that puts it up there with my other favorite vices. Anyway, her name is Jenna Marbles and check her out at http://www.youtube.com/user/JennaMarbles

A Presto! (As my Italian friend says)

Stacey

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