Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Flashbacks


So, during one of those little flashbacks I have at the drop of a hat nowadays, I started thinking back. Not way way back but more of back in the day. You know, The Eighties!

I know, me and the eighties, what can I say? Me and the eighties are intertwined. But again as usual, i digress. So I heard a clever play on words. Do not ask me what that play on words was, because my mind jumped that thought process so fast I scarcely had time to realize I even had a thought. And it jumped right to the movie, "Back to the Future". You know, the first one, where it all began.


Remember the fun they had in that movie? When Marty is thought to be Calvin Klein because it is written on his underwear? Yes, that is the movie. But my favorite scene is the one in the drugstore. Let's get in the way back machine and visit, shall we?


Okay, this is when Marty(Michael J. Fox) is sitting in the diner in his sleeveless jacket(mistaken for a sailor on leave) and is asked what he wants to drink. The following is as close as I remember it:

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So you gonna order something or what??

Can I get a tab?

How can I give you tab if you ain't gonna order something?

How about a Pepsi free?

Kid, If you want a Pepsi, you are gonna have to pay for it.

No, you know, a diet soda.
(weird look)
How about something without sugar in it.
(gives him cup of coffee)
Do you have any sweet N low?

Sweet and what?
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Why does this make me smile so much? Probably because my brain never fully formed. (you know, from all the lead in everything................ 'back in the day')

So what kind of things make you smile? Do you enjoy a good play on words?

Have a great day stalkers!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Get Naked!

You didn't really think this was a post about not wearing any clothes did you? But you should really try this stuff. It tastes great and can give you all the nutrients your body needs for a healthy lunch substitute. So..................Get Naked! lol

Okay, now tell the truth, you only read this because naked was in the title right? No? Well good for you.


Summer over at Counting your Blessings tagged me for one of the picture tags that have been going around. Thank goodness the 6th folder was the one with non-personal pictures! whew!
This picture was the actual picture called for by the tag. I started laughing when I investigated my picture folders. Don't try and figure out which one is me .........................

Because I am not in this picture. Quite awhile back when we were crazy and thinking about buying a new house(so glad we finally LISTENED to that still small voice. That would have been a nightmare for sure!) So anyway, this new house had a theater room and we were shopping for theater seating.......oh I am still laughing at this. I can amuse myself for hours it seems. I just don't have hours is all.
I am supposed to tag others now and I want to tag anyone who would like to do this and has not just done one. And link back to me if you do. Getting lonely over here.
So, I also have a question today. Are you a Movie person? Let me clarify my question. Are you a 'Go out to the movies' kind of person? Do you like watching movies on the big screen or cuddled up on the couch? And while you're at it, what about sports? Would you rather watch the game live and in person, or at home in comfort, with close ups and a better view?
Wondering aloud people, please come through for me. I know you have something to say, so put on your brave face and say it!
As always Have a great day!



FRIDAY THE 13TH

CRAP! Isn't this supposed to be a really scary day, or night rather? Where exactly did the Friday the 13th legend come from?

Here is a collection of origins I found on the web, enjoy!

LEGEND HAS IT: If 13 people sit down to dinner together, one will die within the year. The Turks so disliked the number 13 that it was practically expunged from their vocabulary (Brewer, 1894). Many cities do not have a 13th Street or a 13th Avenue. Many buildings don't have a 13th floor. If you have 13 letters in your name, you will have the devil's luck (Jack the Ripper, Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer, Theodore Bundy and Albert De Salvo all have 13 letters in their names). There are 13 witches in a coven.
Although no one can say for sure when and why human beings first associated the number 13 with misfortune, the superstition is assumed to be quite old, and there exist any number of theories — most of which deserve to be treated with a healthy skepticism, please note — purporting to trace its origins to antiquity and beyond.

It has been proposed, for example, that fears surrounding the number 13 are as ancient as the act of counting. Primitive man had only his 10 fingers and two feet to represent units, this explanation goes, so he could count no higher than 12. What lay beyond that — 13 — was an impenetrable mystery to our prehistoric forebears, hence an object of superstition.
Which has an edifying ring to it, but one is left wondering: did primitive man not have toes?
Life and death

Despite whatever terrors the numerical unknown held for their hunter-gatherer ancestors, ancient civilizations weren't unanimous in their dread of 13. The Chinese regarded the number as lucky, some commentators note, as did the Egyptians in the time of the pharaohs.
To the ancient Egyptians, these sources tell us, life was a quest for spiritual ascension which unfolded in stages — twelve in this life and a thirteenth beyond, thought to be the eternal afterlife. The number 13 therefore symbolized death, not in terms of dust and decay but as a glorious and desirable transformation. Though Egyptian civilization perished, the symbolism conferred on the number 13 by its priesthood survived, we may speculate, only to be corrupted by subsequent cultures who came to associate 13 with a fear of death instead of a reverence for the afterlife.

Anathema
Still other sources speculate that the number 13 may have been purposely vilified by the founders of patriarchal religions in the early days of western civilization because it represented femininity. Thirteen had been revered in prehistoric goddess-worshiping cultures, we are told, because it corresponded to the number of lunar (menstrual) cycles in a year (13 x 28 = 364 days). The "Earth Mother of Laussel," for example — a 27,000-year-old carving found near the Lascaux caves in France often cited as an icon of matriarchal spirituality — depicts a female figure holding a crescent-shaped horn bearing 13 notches. As the solar calendar triumphed over the lunar with the rise of male-dominated civilization, it is surmised, so did the "perfect" number 12 over the "imperfect" number 13, thereafter considered anathema.
On the other hand, one of the earliest concrete taboos associated with the number 13 — a taboo still observed by some superstitious folks today, apparently — is said to have originated in the East with the Hindus, who believed, for reasons I haven't been able to ascertain, that it is always unlucky for 13 people to gather in one place — say, at dinner. Interestingly enough, precisely the same superstition has been attributed to the ancient Vikings (though I have also been told, for what it's worth, that this and the accompanying mythographical explanation are apocryphal). The story has been laid down as follows:

And Loki makes thirteen. . .
Twelve gods were invited to a banquet at Valhalla. Loki, the Evil One, god of mischief, had been left off the guest list but crashed the party, bringing the total number of attendees to 13. True to character, Loki raised hell by inciting Hod, the blind god of winter, to attack Balder the Good, who was a favorite of the gods. Hod took a spear of mistletoe offered by Loki and obediently hurled it at Balder, killing him instantly. All Valhalla grieved. And although one might take the moral of this story to be "Beware of uninvited guests bearing mistletoe," the Norse themselves apparently concluded that 13 people at a dinner party is just plain bad luck.
As if to prove the point, the Bible tells us there were exactly 13 present at the Last Supper. One of the dinner guests — er, disciples — betrayed Jesus Christ, setting the stage for the Crucifixion.
Did I mention the Crucifixion took place on a Friday?

The witch-goddess
The name "Friday" was derived from a Norse deity worshipped on the sixth day, known either as Frigg (goddess of marriage and fertility), or Freya (goddess of sex and fertility), or both, the two figures having become intertwined in the handing down of myths over time (the etymology of "Friday" has been given both ways). Frigg/Freya corresponded to Venus, the goddess of love of the Romans, who named the sixth day of the week in her honor "dies Veneris."
Friday was actually considered quite lucky by pre-Christian Teutonic peoples, we are told — especially as a day to get married — because of its traditional association with love and fertility. All that changed when Christianity came along. The goddess of the sixth day — most likely Freya in this context, given that the cat was her sacred animal — was recast in post-pagan folklore as a witch, and her day became associated with evil doings.
Various legends developed in that vein, but one is of particular interest: As the story goes, the witches of the north used to observe their sabbath by gathering in a cemetery in the dark of the moon. On one such occasion the Friday goddess, Freya herself, came down from her sanctuary in the mountaintops and appeared before the group, who numbered only 12 at the time, and gave them one of her cats, after which the witches' coven — and, by "tradition," every properly-formed coven since — comprised exactly 13.

Some say Friday's bad reputation goes all the way back to the Garden of Eden. It was on a Friday, supposedly, that Eve tempted Adam with the forbidden fruit. Adam bit, as we all learned in Sunday School, and they were both ejected from Paradise. Tradition also holds that the Great Flood began on a Friday; God tongue-tied the builders of the Tower of Babel on a Friday; the Temple of Solomon was destroyed on a Friday; and, of course, Friday was the day of the week on which Christ was crucified. It is therefore a day of penance for Christians.
In pagan Rome, Friday was execution day (later Hangman's Day in Britain), but in other pre-Christian cultures it was the sabbath, a day of worship, so those who indulged in secular or self-interested activities on that day could not expect to receive blessings from the gods — which may explain the lingering taboo on embarking on journeys or starting important projects on Fridays.

To complicate matters, these pagan associations were not lost on the early Church, which went to great lengths to suppress them. If Friday was a holy day for heathens, the Church fathers felt, it must not be so for Christians — thus it became known in the Middle Ages as the "Witches' Sabbath," and thereby hangs another tale.

LEGEND HAS IT: Never change your bed on Friday; it will bring bad dreams. Don't start a trip on Friday or you will have misfortune. If you cut your nails on Friday, you cut them for sorrow. Ships that set sail on a Friday will have bad luck – as in the tale of H.M.S. Friday ... One hundred years ago, the British government sought to quell once and for all the widespread superstition among seamen that setting sail on Fridays was unlucky. A special ship was commissioned, named "H.M.S. Friday." They laid her keel on a Friday, launched her on a Friday, selected her crew on a Friday and hired a man named Jim Friday to be her captain. To top it off, H.M.S. Friday embarked on her maiden voyage on a Friday, and was never seen or heard from again.

The Knights Templar
One theory, recently offered up as historical fact in the novel The Da Vinci Code, holds that it came about not as the result of a convergence, but a catastrophe, a single historical event that happened nearly 700 years ago. The catastrophe was the decimation of the Knights Templar, the legendary order of "warrior monks" formed during the Christian Crusades to combat Islam. Renowned as a fighting force for 200 years, by the 1300s the order had grown so pervasive and powerful it was perceived as a political threat by kings and popes alike and brought down by a church-state conspiracy, as recounted by Katharine Kurtz in Tales of the Knights Templar (Warner Books, 1995):

On October 13, 1307, a day so infamous that Friday the 13th would become a synonym for ill fortune, officers of King Philip IV of France carried out mass arrests in a well-coordinated dawn raid that left several thousand Templars — knights, sergeants, priests, and serving brethren — in chains, charged with heresy, blasphemy, various obscenities, and homosexual practices. None of these charges was ever proven, even in France — and the Order was found innocent elsewhere — but in the seven years following the arrests, hundreds of Templars suffered excruciating tortures intended to force "confessions," and more than a hundred died under torture or were executed by burning at the stake.


Again, this information was obtained here.
SO, Are you superstitious when it comes to Friday the 13th? Did you know I have never seen any of the Friday the 13th Movies? Just not into them. Are you judging me? lol

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Old Dog and New Tricks!

In this time of uncertain futures and disappearing jobs it sets a mind to wondering. Wondering if I will find one of those fun little pink things in my paycheck for one. You know what I am talking about. The big let go. "Downsizing" is just one of those words I am dreading of hearing.

Every day it seems I hear of someone else I know who is losing their job.

So what can one do when there is a cloud of dread hanging over everything? Well, I think it may be time to go back to the drawing board. Well, back to school anyway. I actually feel a little excited thinking about the possibilities in front of me.

Enter self doubt and its cousin fear. I start feeling I am too old to start on a new career path. Can it really be okay to pursue something I may actually like more than what I am doing currently? What right do I even have to think like this while I still have a job?

Well, to heck with anything and everything that may be in my way. If I have learned anything during this economic slump it is that I would be more able to find a job if I had more than one skill. If I was more educated or had more diverse skills I would be more attractive to potential employers. And I can now decide what it is that I would like to do, possibly for the rest of my life.

Of course, starting new in anything means starting at the bottom so I figure I better get started now. So if something does happen I at least have something to fall back on.

I guess I post this looking for validation in wanting to gain new skills. I guess I want to feel that I am not too old to learn something new.

So my question is:
Can an old dog learn new tricks?

Have a great day!

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Yearbook time!

I was just thinking about how we signed each others yearbooks in High School. We said the cheesiest of things. I remember the first time someone wrote KIT and their number in my book I was confused. A friend said that it meant Keep In Touch. Who started that?

Another yearbook favorite is 'stay sweet'. I know May is a few months away but as I may or may not have stated before, I may not always able to stay on track and so decided that I might as well post this while I was thinking about it. Did you know I used the word may four times in that last sentence? Did you just check? You guys crack me up!

So I wanted to know what cheesy things did you write in other people's yearbooks?

What about the cheesiest thing someone wrote in yours?

Do you ever look back in your old yearbooks?

Do you see yourself as blossomed out of your awkward years or do you yearn for the 'good ole days'?

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