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Spooktacular

Posted by on Oct 13, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

You can’t get any better than to have a Friday the 13th unless of course it’s a Friday the 13th in October.  Call me corny but whenever the 13th falls on a Friday and a marathon of the classic movie starring a hockey mask wearing Jason Voorhees is on I can’t help but watch each one.  Yet as predictable as movies and their sequels such as A Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween, Child’s Play and countless other slasher films are the one I’ve found most intriguing from the very first time I saw it to each and every time I continue to is Children of the Corn.  A true double entendre as I’m corny for Children of the Corn.  Hehe.  But seriously I’m not sure as to why I’ve always found the movie so entertaining maybe because of the plot centering around all the children in town murdering every adult to make certain their corn harvest flourishes.  Every time I watch it I wish I were there among the other kids in the cornfield.  I can’t explain why I’ve always had an affinity for cornfields but it makes sense now more than ever why Field of Dreams is one of my favorite movies of all time.  Ironically enough now that Halloween is near haunted corn mazes are a popular attraction which makes me wish I had one in my own backyard.  From ghouls and the criminally insane jumping out of nowhere many times with chainsaws or other objects intent on terrifying the hell out of people to scarecrows often with pumpkins for heads hanging on crosses.  What every child should witness before saying their prayers and going to sleep.

 

Many people are superstitious about Friday the 13th but not me.  Whatever’s gonna happen is gonna happen regardless of the day and date but over the years due to the public’s interest in everything horror it’s just built up so if something goes wrong on that exact date it’s easy to say you have misfortune or bad karma on Friday the 13th yet if the exact same thing were to happen on any other day it most likely wouldn’t even be acknowledged.  Many people really believe it to be an unlucky day and won’t fly or take any kind of trips whatsoever, others refuse to get married instead opting for the following Friday and even some directors have refused to premiere their movies on Friday the 13th alternatively choosing the following day.  Whatever people want to believe is entirely up to them but as for me I welcome Friday the 13th and the fact that it’s in my favorite month only makes it more magical.  

Hooray for Horror!

Posted by on Oct 6, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

Now that my favorite month of the year has finally arrived I can begin looking at Halloween items as I’ve already got my fiber optic haunted house placed magically next to my television and luv it!  Stores had already begun displaying the coolest of Halloween items as early as a month ago but I refuse to even think about All Hallows’ Eve until the first day of October.  Now I welcome it in all its gory err, I mean glory.  I’ve also decided that with it being the most far-out of holidays my entries for the entire month of October will specifically pertain to that of the occult. 

 

This; however, is where the confusion about myself comes into play.  While I’m an extremely introverted person I adore everything and anything about Halloween.  From scary to downright cheesy horror films and especially shows ranging from paranormal all the way to folklores and everything in between I can’t get enough of them.  Rather than attend a costume party with the loud noise of people and music I’ll watch movie after movie while in my jammies as I immerse myself inside each film to the point of pretending I’m right there with each character on the most terrifying of perils (though I wouldn’t mind being Wonder Woman for the day along with acquiring her superpowers).  Same thing goes for when certain television shows go in search of legends whether it be Bigfoot or anything else pertaining to the supernatural.  Every single time I watch a program about a person or persons investigating a specific location to determine whether or not it’s legitimately haunted while I always visualize myself with them on the phenomenal adventure reality immediately hits.  While I’m absorbing myself into these shows wishing I were actually there witnessing paranormal activity I’ll then ask myself whether or not I’d really be able to partake in the search of spirits or due to my trepidation be forced to watch it from the safety of my bedroom where I’m cozy and secure?  But the more I think about it if I were to go on a ghostly expedition it would have to be sometime in the morning or afternoon.  That way if I were to see an apparition it would be light, the door leading outside would remain open and I’d have my Nike Cross-Trainers on so I could run like hell only to look back when I’m in the car driving away. 

 

This particular time of year is what everyone who revels in horror everything waits for.  From attending haunted attractions or going on haunted hayrides to just watching various shows on television pertaining to spooky paraphernalia.  Of the numerous programs which air on various hauntings whenever it has to do with lighthouses or ships I become totally enthralled with them.  Whether or not the tales attached to them are genuine or mere myths are uncertain but either way they’re interesting enough to keep viewers glued to their television screens from beginning to end especially me.  Despite my reservations about pursuing ghosts at night one thing I wouldn’t be opposed to doing is spending the night in a haunted lighthouse as I once saw a show about one in a New England town in which an innkeeper supposedly resided and there was actually a menacing shadow which hovered over one area of the room.  Then, sometime during the wee hours of the night while the two ghost hunters were sleeping an angry voice suddenly spoke which immediately woke the petrified men.  Needless to say neither of them went back to sleep and due to its location had no way of leaving since they arrived by boat.  To this day I wonder if any of it was real or if it was staged but nonetheless that’s one unearthly activity I’d be a part of.  Whether or not I’d be able to even fall asleep knowing a dark shadow was hovering over one corner of the room remains to be seen but it’s still something on my bucket list.        

                                                                        

Gratuity a Must

Posted by on Sep 30, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

This particular entry is one quite relevant especially in today’s times.  Jobs which include tipping can be quite lucrative for many but not all depending on one’s ability.  Whether someone works as a bartender, hairstylist, taxi driver or holds any other job in which tips are relied upon as their primary source of income if they go above and beyond in terms of performing a specific service then they deserved to be tipped based on it.  Whenever I go to a restaurant and the service is exceptional I tip well.  If, on the other hand, the server is less than adequate while I won’t tip the usual 20% I always leave them something but it will most definitely reflect the type of service for which I was given.  

 

Now this is the part where I may or may not differ from others in terms of tipping.  When I order take-out and go pick it up or have it delivered I always leave a tip.  Whether I add it to my bill when I charge it, hand it to them or simply place money in their jar.  While the staff might not be waiting on tables they’re still taking the time to cook and/or box the food and get any extra items necessary to complete the order.  I can’t just go inside, swipe my credit card and leave the area for the tip blank.  My conscience won’t allow it.  Yet others don’t feel the need to tip for pick-up since they’re not being waited on such as in a restaurant to which my immediate response is balderdash!  If restaurant staff are either preparing food, delivering it or simply placing edibles in a to-go box then they should be rightfully tipped.  Even when I get Starbucks and either go inside or to the drive-thru I always give them at least a handful of change because of how hard they work.  I tried being a barista for about three days and by the end of the third day wanted to throw a cup of scalding coffee on customer after customer including all staff.  Needless to say I no longer make any type of beverages for people yet appreciate when others make them for me and express it by way of tipping.  

 

Then there are those who not only tip poorly they don’t tip at all.  How could anyone do that?!?  Have the server politely take your order, bring any items you request, periodically check on your table and be as accommodating as possible only to be stiffed out of their more than deserving tip?  That’s beyond fu*ked up!!!!  These people depend not on their paychecks but rather their tips to pay their bills and other necessities and when patrons feel they’re not obligated to leave them one it’s morally wrong on countless levels.  Servers especially have keen recollections and remember people mainly those who totally screwed them over and you never know if a person /persons go into a restaurant and that same waiter or waitress who they’d previously cheated out of their tip happens to be their server that day or night which may result in them putting something extra special into the patron’s food.  Not saying it should happen but it does.  If a guy goes to a gentleman’s club and the stripper spinning round and round on the pole or whatever else she does is doing a great job then tip her well dammit!!!!! Maybe if these stingy bastards too cheap to tip people justly owed were to work their jobs one day their ignorant thinking might change.  Then again maybe not.

 

 *  While writing this I did some research into the origin of the word tips and while I’d always been under the assumption the acronym of T.I.P.S. stood for To Insure Prompt Service I was wrong.  The word is not at all an acronym as the second word would properly be spelled as well as pronounced Ensure but many people still like to believe it to be true so why burst their etiquette bubble?

 

 

Cashing In

Posted by on Sep 18, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

 

In the wake of the two major hurricanes to hit the states most recently it’s both heartbreaking as well as devastating for those whose lives were not only lost but also whose homes were affected and while we’re still not out of harm’s way in terms of others which may hit the one question I have is out of the millions of dollars collected for relief efforts how much of it is actually going to the victims?  Remember Hurricane Katrina?  According to various news outlets more that $700 million of the approximate $4 billion raised which were allocated to victims to help strengthen their homes went missing.  Where did it go?  Did the money simply vanish or was it taken by people?  So who’s to say out of the millions which may soon become billions of dollars donated the same thing won’t happen?  Of course there are websites and other venues which claim to advise people on how to avoid scams in terms of what organizations are and are not legitimate but how can one tell if their donations are really going to help victims or merely boost degenerate’s bank accounts?   

 

If you donate $25 to the disaster relief fund is the entire amount going to the people who’ve suffered the effects of either hurricane or is possibly $7.00 going towards them and the rest into someone’s pocket?  After all following the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina it was discovered that fake charities were created in order to reap the rewards of the disaster.  In addition, some temporary workers for the American Red Cross were caught stealing funds.  Such sublime human beings. 

 

It’s utterly deplorable that when something catastrophic occurs and good people want to help victims others have to ruin it with their greed and evil intentions.  This is one of the many reasons I’m so distrusting of others.  I can only imagine how many people have already begun making up lies from having contrived children so they can receive money to setting up fraudulent organizations filling their wallets and purses with enormous amounts of cash. 

 

Then there’s the guilt.  You go to a store and as you’re paying the cashier asks if you’d like to donate a certain amount to the relief aid.  Some people may want to, others may not then someone such as myself might want to ask if the entire amount will be given to victims or simply a portion with the rest going into someone’s pocket.  As much as I’d like to I haven’t and actually donated several dollars but I still continue to ask myself how much money which continues to increase by the day is really going toward victims of both horrific tragedies and how much are others profiting from it immensely?

 

I just want to end this narrative by stating as I have in previous entries that karma does in fact exist.  I’ve had it happen to me which is why my slate is clean but as for the vultures who’ve exploited both calamities along with the ones who continue to do so they’ll get exactly what they deserve.  Maybe not now but eventually, most likely when they least expect it.  To quote Lirio from the Craft “Whatever you send out there you get back times three.”  Wise words to love by.

 

   

House in Disarray

Posted by on Sep 10, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

Several months back I’d posted an entry titled Home Renovation=Total Aggravation regarding the painstaking work and stress it involves and meant it wholeheartedly.  Little did I know the same inconvenience would soon intrude into my life resulting in weeks of lost sleep.  It all began three weeks ago when, at 7:00 a.m. I was awakened by my dog’s loud pitched barking due to the painter arriving. Of course it was a day when I was working late and could have slept in but that’s the luck of my entire life.  Multiply that by three weeks and now that the painting’s over this morning whilst in the middle of a weird yet heavy dream I was once again jolted awake by my Boo Boo’s barks due to the people removing our carpets.  While I was expecting all of the carpet to be removed when I saw the hardwood floors of both our family and living rooms it was a bit of a shock because in every home I’ve lived in we’ve had carpet.  But it really isn’t that big of a deal since this isn’t home it’s merely a house I currently reside in.  I can’t wait for all this refurbishing to come to an end so I can finally start catching up on my sleep once and for all.   

Road Rules or Lack of

Posted by on Sep 5, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

Have you ever been in a hurry while driving and wish someone would just give you a break?  I have and thankfully most people do but I always reciprocate.  Unfortunately that’s not always the case though.  I’ve lost track of the times I’ve gone here or there and have seen somebody attempting to get out of a parking lot only to have a vehicle deliberately block them.  Why?  What does it take to leave an opening so that person can drive out instead of having to wait for endless traffic to finally halt?  Whenever I’m at a light and someone’s trying to drive out of a parking lot and into my lane or a further one I always leave room so they can and via karma whenever I’m doing the same thing or changing lanes people always give me the same courtesy.

 

It’s a shame people are overly consumed with the newest info or pictures appearing on their phones while driving as well as always being in some kind of rush resulting in them cutting off or simply blocking someone else from entering a lane.  What’s the point?!?!?!  Most likely they’ll end up having to be stuck at a light anyway.  Real accomplishment.

Old Men in Corvettes

Posted by on Aug 31, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

Have you ever noticed that the majority of Corvettes driven are by older men past the age of at least 50?  I can’t for the life of me understand why.  It may have to do with them suffering from a mid-life crisis or the fact that they don’t want to or simply can’t accept the fact that they’re no longer young guys.  In my opinion Corvettes are the least attractive vehicle out there and when I see some old geezer behind the wheel so desperate to retain his youth it literally makes me cringe.  Maybe they think that by driving these specific cars they’ll attract young girls which may be the case but I guarantee the reason won’t have anything to do with love.  These guys need to accept the truth and get a means of transportation more age appropriate such as Lincoln Town Cars, minivans or a number of other vehicles suitable for them.  It’s strange because of the many Corvettes I’ve seen on the road they’ve all been driven by older men.  Not young guys or any girls for that matter which prompted me to post this. 

Like Totally Clipse

Posted by on Aug 21, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

 

Maybe due to the fact that I’ve never found astronomy or science interesting in the least I can’t get overly enthusiastic about the Total Solar Eclipse though I did find it rather fascinating but not enough to travel across the entire United States nor the entire continent for that matter.  It’s things like this which occur only further validating how different my thinking is compared to others.  While millions of people have been waiting for this day many of whom include professors, physicists as the list goes on I’m not one of them.  They’re keen about how the entire solar system works and are knowledgeable regarding numerous other aspects pertaining to this area.  But the closest thing I’ll get to that would be to try the newest fad which is to make your own slime.  Still not happening.  In school when we’d be studying subjects such as astronomy I just couldn’t get into looking at other planet through a telescope.  I’d be the one wondering what it would be like to live there away from others.

 

When I first heard of the Total Solar Eclipse what immediately came to my mind was Bonnie Tyler’s smash hit “Total Eclipse of the Heart” or in this case Total Eclipse of the Sun.  When I heard witnessing it firsthand required the use of solar eclipse glasses I thought of how it was when people went to see Jaws and needed 3D glasses to experience the thrill.  Despite the warnings of not looking directly at the sun without the proper eyewear I wonder whether or not foolish people will still do it resulting in them distorting their vision which then brought me to Thomas Dolby’s major one-hit-wonder “She Blinded Me With Science” and if people do in fact cause damage to their eyes they literally would be blinded by science.  See how I can associate so many relevant things with the ’80s? 

 

I can only imagine the wackos who’ll be out today and who will be more bipolar than they already are due to what’s happening with the solar system.  For the past few weeks when I’ve gone to work people have been on edge and basically unhinged from yelling and just acting completely bizarre and each day this has happened I’ve asked whether or not it was a full moon and it was indeed.  I’m just glad I’m off today and won’t be leaving the house except to go outside and try to see some effect of the eclipse which we’ll barely get to see anyway since we’re on the east coast.  Either way after that I think I’ll watch Explorers which is as close to science as I want to be.  Despite the warm weather I may get into full-on character by wearing a spacesuit while watching it.

A Golden Weekend

Posted by on Aug 18, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

Imagine my astonishment while walking through the clothing department of a store and suddenly seeing The Golden Girls emblazoned on a T-shirt.  I wanted to immediately bust out singing the well-known theme song but instead grabbed a large and went on my merry way.  I’m almost afraid to wear it as I don’t want to get any marks on it requiring it to be laundered out of fear it may take away some of the color.  Maybe I’ll frame it and look at the work of art ever so often.  Another option would be to buy a replica to wear and get a mannequin to resemble Bea Arthur (since she was always my favorite) then place the immortal T-shirt over the mannequin and keep it in my spare room so whenever I feel like wishing Dorothy were real I could just look at the model and pretend she is.  I might also make cheesecake and bring Dorothy downstairs while sitting her at the kitchen table so I could pretend I’m the fifth roommate then we’d all be having one of our chats.

 

Gotta go to Macy’s now and try to convince the store or other manager on duty to give me one of their dummies.  I may also need to stop by a wig store as most mannequins hairstyles are not silvery white in color.  If the store refuses I may to have to resort to other measures such as removing one from their display and running away with it.  Wish me luck everyone!!!!

 

Tales from the Pool

Posted by on Aug 8, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

                                                              

With August being the last month of summer what better a time to write of the many pleasures which occur in none other than swimming pools?  I grew up with a huge pool in our backyard and basically lived inside it which may explain why I’ve always wanted to be a mermaid.  Often times I’ll notice something or someone for that matter which will immediately spark a memory such as how many girls are when it comes to their hair.  Many females, especially between the ages of thirteen all the way up to even their thirties (and often times older) are so finicky when it comes to not messing up their hair.  They won’t go swimming because they don’t want to get their flawless hair wet.  Poppycock!  Even if my hair were in an elaborate French twist and my make-up was impeccable if it was a hot day and I had no pressing plans I’d jump in that pool without hesitation.  Who cares if your do gets wet just wash it and style it again.  I remember one day more than thirty years ago when my best friend and I went swimming over her house and a little later on our other friend who was several years older than us came over but refused to get in because she didn’t want to get her hair wet.  I tried convincing her saying how much fun we were having and how she could just redo it later but she was adamant.  Not me.  The only and I do mean ONLY way I’d ever refuse to get into the pool because of my hair would be if I’d just gotten it thermal relaxed which requires one to not wet their hair for a period of at least 72 hours.  Other than that nothing will prevent me from having fun by going swimming.

 

Now let’s examine something rarely discussed yet commonly done.  Peeing in the pool.  I don’t care what people say by claiming they don’t or have never urinated in the pool maybe not everyone but the majority of people have at one time or another done it whether it’s been inside a swimming pool, jacuzzi, beach or any other body of water.  They’ve done it only they’re too embarrassed to admit to it.  Hell, I totally acknowledge that I’ve peed in the pool countless times.  Let’s be honest.  When you’re swimming, especially when the water’s really warm and relaxing then you suddenly feel the need to empty your bladder do you really want to get out of the pool, dry off then go inside to use the bathroom or even get out of the pool and use a bush as opposed to staying in the most comfortable of water, tinkling and being done with it?  And if anyone’s around all you have to do once you pee is simply wave your arms around in the water and it immediately dissipates due to the amount of chlorine inside.  While I miss having a swimming pool and haven’t had one in more than twenty-one years I will once again confess to the fact that if I had one and were reveling in it then felt the need to piddle I most likely would just do it then and there and resume swimming or floating.  It’s just so much easier than having to get out and go inside or off to the side.  And I know I’m not the only one who does this.  Think about the germiest of water.  Public pools.  All walks of life occupying one large enclosed water-filled surface doing God knows what inside there.  Are they gonna get out of the water to use the restroom?  Hell no they’re gonna go inside the frickin’ pool.  I just hope for the sake of others in there with them that all they do in that pool is pee.  Remember Caddyshack?  Only in this case it won’t be a Baby Ruth.   

 

Something else I’ve always loved about swimming are rafts.  There’s nothing like floating lazily in tranquil water with your eyes closed and not a care in the world.  Depending on the person that is.  While we went through tons and tons of rafts over the years I enjoyed the buoyancy of every one of them.  Whenever I see floats or rafts in stores I’m always reminded of the fun I always had while using them.  I also wonder strange things such as what it would be like to get on a large raft at the beach and be taken out into the ocean.  If one kept on drifting endlessly how far could they go?  Hopefully I’ll soon own my home on the beach and find out.

 

Here’s one practically every kid and even adult has played while in the pool.  Marco Polo.  What better way to play tag with one’s eyes closed while trying to find people by shouting “Marco” as the other players shout “Polo” and once that player is tagged it’s their turn.  We had so much fun playing that while dodging the person as their arms were flailing around trying to catch one of us.  Only I hated being it.  

 

Chicken fights are another popular yet possibly dangerous pool activity.  Also referred to as shoulder wars this game usually consisting of four people has both players sit on the shoulders of his or her teammate with the object being to knock down or wrestle the other opponent who’s on top into the water.  The first person who hits the water loses. While I’ve never partaken in this recreation it looks like a lot of fun but at the same time difficult and likely to cause an injury.  Regardless of the warnings people still enjoy playing this and as long as it doesn’t cause anyone paralysis I guess it’s OK. 

 

What better to end this most candid of entries than to mention skinny-dipping?  It’s especially great if people want to go swimming yet forgot or neglected to bring their bathing suits/shorts.  If it’s not offensive to others around them then I say the more the merrier.