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Pouty Lips? Such Bullshit!

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

As technology continues to progress from social media to the latest phones and various ways to watch umpteen television shows as well as movies along with every other innovative device people feel compelled to keep up with the one thing I despise more than anything else including pea-brained people who take pictures of themselves is when girls pucker their lips as if they’re models posing.  Are you f*cking kidding me?  It’s now become an epidemic.  Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and all other social networking sites displaying all these simpletons making that same stupid face which I refer to as kissy lips.  Why do these followers continue to do this?  Do they think they’re gracing the cover of ELLE?  Will these brainless, sheeple bitches ever stop this absurd behavior or will it remain a permanent annoyance forever?

 

I don’t know when or how this explosion of sorts began because I sure as hell know this never happened when I was in school.  Then again there were no technology platforms either which is where this entire idiocy began.  Guys did; however, begin wearing sideburns circa 1990-19994 due to the immense popularity of Beverly Hills 90210 but it wasn’t at all the stupidity compared to what’s going on now every time girls post photos of themselves while pursing their lips.  When I look at various web or other social sites and see innumerable pictures of girls mostly ranging in age from teenagers all the way up to women in their 60’s (as evident of online photos of distant relatives I’ve yet to meet) it’s utterly sad that this is the extent of what they’ll do for attention.  Celebrities included.  Not only do I see carbon-copies of girls, whether being serious or just joking around making that same dim-witted face, they actually look as if they’re about to go down on someone.  A class act!

 

For those unaware of this the early 90’s became the mecca for supermodels and when they’d make kissy (also referred to as duckface) lips it was appropriate since they walked the runways worldwide and were adored by millions but for imbecilic girls as well as women to make the same faces is absolutely ludicrous.  Even if they’re fooling around for the camera why do they pout their lips together looking as if they’re about to suck somebody off?  The more I see this I think of one hilarious line from the movie The Great Outdoors when Roman, referring to hot dogs says “You know what they make those things out of, huh Chet, you know?”  “Lips and assholes!”  Which is exactly what I think every time I see these empty-headed girls’ same face.  I don’t want to think about the part about hot dogs but I couldn’t agree more about the last bit because the more females (as well as males) make that same vacuous face with their lips the more they look like assholes.  I’ve seen girls do this in malls, grocery stores, public restrooms and even at work.  Wannabe’s puckering their lips while taking pictures of themselves with their cell phones for all their moronic friends/followers to see.  If this type of behavior was in its infancy I could understand many people wanting to join in but come on it’s been going around for I don’t know how long.  Give it up already.  This is a prime example of when the phrase “What the F#ck?” can’t be more appropriate in terms of explaining this entire craze. 

 

I will admit one thing regarding kissy lips.  Whenever I want my dog to kiss me I tell/sing him in baby talk “Give me kiss kiss” then purse my lips together and usually, but not always he comes up and kisses me on my lips.  And that’s the ONLY time I do that!  Mwuah!           

My Comfort Zone

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

Things have always come difficult for me my entire life.  In school while other kids would be working on a project or following along with the teacher I’d be several steps behind not understanding what to do or simply drifting off into one of my many fantasies due to my inability to concentrate.  As I’ve gotten older things haven’t changed only now I can accept it.  When I’m taught something instead of immediately catching on it takes me a few times of practicing until I finally get it while others have no problems.  The story of my life.  At my current job it took me almost a month until I got it down pat.  One month while it takes most people no more than a day.  Once I got the hang of it I had no problem but the issue I’ve had my whole life is that things always take me longer to learn than others and it’s not fair.

 

When I first started my current job there was no online ordering or any other apps on people’s phones in which they could use.  But over time technology has become so advanced it’s basically taken over which is why it took me several tries before I was able to comprehend everything but once I did things went smoothly.  So every time I go to work it’s not a struggle due to the fact that I can do my job with no difficulties despite each day becoming more and more hectic due to online orders.  You’d think management would know me by now realizing I can’t simply be thrown into something and be expected to immediately begin performing the task but apparently that’s not the case since on Monday, the busiest day of the year for online orders they scheduled me to do just that.  What I should have done was told management or at least my manager that I’d be unable to handle acquiring order after innumerable order but I didn’t want it to look as if I simply didn’t want to do it.  Yet someone else who is more tech savvy would have had no qualms nor struggles with it.

 

What began as a day at work turned into a nightmarish hell.  Now mind you unlike most people who own modernized cell phones I still have my flip phone since I don’t text, take pictures nor rely on it as means of social survival as many do yet when I came to work and already had misgivings about having to be the only person going to get items for constant online orders I was given a quick tutorial on what buttons to push in order to locate then place objects in their correct location.  This is also something I cannot simply be thrown into as whenever I’ve been taught how to perform functions such as this it’s taken me longer than most since I must practice several times beforehand.  In addition, this was an absolutely crazy day with order after endless online order being processed, nonstop calls overhead to management as well as other departments since now is the biggest time for retailers and it was just overall a chaotic day.  After being rapidly told what to do I was nervous as hell but proceeded to the backroom to obtain the first item.  That went off without a hitch and during the interim I performed other duties.  But a little while later an order of four large items appeared requiring me to once again go into the backroom and ask the same person to help me find all four items despite him having his own orders to process.  This time; however, instead of simply scanning the item into a location nothing happened.  Not only did I have four enormous items on a cart I had no place to put them and no name.  Why?  Because I had never before done this and was basically thrown into 50 feet of water after having been calmly swimming in 5 feet for years.  Right after that another huge order pops up but by now my anxiety level was through the roof and when this happens I lose focus on everything else and begin to panic bigtime.  Once again I went into the backroom I’ve now begun to dread and had to ask someone else about a large dresser only to be told I’d have to get a flat to put it on.  By this time I honestly felt like I was going to have a breakdown as I went around the corner to locate more items and was among about fifteen people scrambling to get surges of incoming orders processed.  If that weren’t bad enough after asking someone about utility tubs I needed to get I was told I’d have to go onto the sales floor to retrieve the rest of them.  So I now had a flat containing a huge dresser along with four large utility tubs and was now having to go onto the floor to get two more tubs in addition to having there be other items on the order and that basically broke me as I literally felt myself drowning in the now 100 feet of ice cold water.  All of a sudden I was beyond angst as tears began flooding my eyes at which point one of the managers noticed and tried reassuring me things were OK until he saw me break down as I told him I was trying but couldn’t get all the items.  Thankfully he realized the severity of the matter and had me go back to the department in which I feel most comfortable in as someone else took my place.  While I felt beyond relief about being where I felt most serene my head was spinning with questions such as why I was put in a most anguishing of situations when I’d never before even practiced how to carry out this particular task.  Another question was why I can’t simply learn at a fast pace like others who had also never before done this but were able to handle it.  What if I had just told someone prior to this ever occurring that I wouldn’t be able to do it and asked to switch with someone else?  Would management have had someone else change places with me or refused thus explaining to me that it was required?  I’ll never know but this was a lesson in knowing my capabilities as well as restrictions and if I’m ever faced with having to do something which I know will be an arduous job I’ll tell someone I either need to practice several times beforehand or simply cannot handle it and will use this most distressing experience as a prime example.  Many people can learn things quickly and have no problem with change.  Unfortunately, I’m not one of them which may explain why I have such an affinity for almost everything from the 1980’s and dislike change immensely.  

‘Tis the Season for Deception

Posted by on Nov 17, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

This little tidbit of advice may help people as it’s a lesson I won’t soon forget. Whenever you see the word free with no obligation to purchase anything else run away as fast as you can.  Several years ago I purchased four new tires from an auto center I wasn’t too particularly keen on but since they were offering a good package I figured it would be OK.  As of recently I’ve begun to notice two tires with slow leaks in them resulting in me having to constantly put air in them.  Unfortunately they’re now out of warranty and I vowed to not return (never say never) to that particular place of business again because of the uncouth service I received from one of the mechanics but what do you know they were (and still are) offering “free” flat repair service for tires to see whether or not they’re safe or need to be fixed.  I was adamant about not taking my vehicle to them ever again but my father insisted on it saying they could make sure everything was alright since I’d made a big purchase from them more than three years earlier.

 

I was initially told that there would be no cost to check the tires but since they needed to be rotated it would be a $20.00 charge which I was fine with.  After waiting there for almost two hours the manager came out and apologized for the length of time then said there would be no charge for the rotation due to the fact that we had to wait so long.  I told him I had no problem paying for their service but he said it was OK.  Ding!  Ding!  As my alarm bells began going off.  While I was greatly appreciative I instantly began to wonder whether or not there was an alternative motive seeing that these guys spent almost two hours working on my car and there was zero charge.  Also, since one of the mechanics acted as if I was bothering him because I had several questions the last time I brought my car there I was even more skeptical that something wasn’t quite right.

 

Several hours later I went to work and everything seemed fine but that night when I pulled into the garage and got out of the car I began to hear what sounded like a high-pitched squeaking almost singing sound emitting from the right back tire.  I immediately knew they’d done something since I’d never before heard this sound except several hours after taking it to a maintenance garage.  Several minutes after hearing what sounded like a shrill being played by the tire it abruptly stopped.  I knew some air had been released from the tire yet it seemed fine and the following day I used it to run some errands.  

 

That evening I drove to work without bothering to look at the tire thinking it was alright and I felt something very strange that I’d never before felt along with a sound unlike anything else.  I had a feeling that same tire was now flat but since it was late out I was afraid to get out and check it especially with all of the horror movies and shows I watch about what happens when people get are stopped on the side of the road then end up disappearing so I drove to work which was only three minutes away and when I got out to check the tire sure enough it was as flat as a bitching pancake.  Thankfully AAA came and removed it then put a donut on it.  He then saw my flattened  and completely unrepairable tire and discovered the reason as to why it deflated in the first place.  A screw was inside the tire and not just any screw a brand-new looking one that couldn’t simply be picked up while driving.  The AAA driver said the screw looked clean and when I explained the entire situation to him he agreed that the guys working on my car at the garage did something to the tire.  They deliberately inserted a screw into the tire which initially caused some air to leak out but not entirely as by the following night it was altogether flat.  I couldn’t and still can’t believe they did that but now it all makes sense.  Why the entire service took almost two hours and why I wasn’t charged anything because they figured when the tire became flat I’d be back to purchase a new one.  

 

The next day my father went there and showed the manager, the same wonderful guy who didn’t bother to charge me anything the screw and explained that he knew what they did but of course the guy completely denied it.  And how do you prove it?  I can’t but this was not coincidental.  The fact that I’d never before had any problems whatsoever with my tires other than the usual slow leak in the two front then the night I take it to an auto repair center to have them all checked and rotated for free the right back (which had previously been the one on the front with the slow leak)begins to leak air while releasing a falsetto only to have it be completely deflated the following night.  This was deliberate and malicious.  Of course they offered a free tire check so they could damage it figuring I’d be back the next day or so and need a new tire as if it’s a chance occurrence.  The only chance was that they thought once the tire was damaged I’d bring it in for them to replace.  No more!!!!!!!

 

Why would a reputable auto service offer to check people’s tires for free and not make a cent?  It makes no sense.  The reason is because by sabotaging one of the tires then telling the customer it needs to be repaired or replaced or, in my case saying nothing making it appear as if they’re honest, hard-working guys checking people’s tires for free when the tire gets completely ruined they know that person will be back this time to purchase a new one.  Only in this case I knew exactly what they had done and brought my car to a reliable auto repair shop.  I know this type of shady thing is very prevalent especially when it comes to vehicles I just had no idea it would happen to me.  This entire incident reminds me of a story my uncle told me regarding how devious people are.  He said that guys who worked for roofing companies or who had their own would go to people’s homes and offer to check their roofs for free then once they were up there would cause damage to it and show it to the homeowner telling them they needed a new roof.  Thousands of dollars spent for something done intentionally.  This is the exact same thing.  

 

I’m going to write a scathing review on Goodyear as there’s nothing good about them and even contact the Better Business Bureau though nothing can or will be done because it’s my word against theirs and of course they’ll deny it.  Who would ever think that guys who worked at a well-known auto repair shop would insert a screw into a tire in order to make a sale on a brand-new one?  It’s almost incomprehensible yet it happened.  If nothing else this is a lesson in going with my gut instinct which is what I should have done initially and knowing that the phrase “Nothing in Life is Free” can’t be more accurate.  Whenever you see the word free nine times out of ten there’s a catch.  I only wish I could throw it back along with that mangled tire.  

 

 

Hosting Account Distress

Posted by on Nov 4, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

This is just my luck.  I had the most amazing entry describing the eruption of something sweeping not only this country but possibly the world.  I intended on posting it today but, now this is where adversity rears its ugly head my plan didn’t quite work out as expected.  Since I have zero technical expertise especially when it comes to computers which is why I always need someone to help me whenever a problem arises.  Whether it’s my current webmaster or the domain which supports my website unless I’m doing something simple such as downloading something step by step assistance is always required.

 

So Tuesday which just so happened to be Halloween started off wondrous.  I took the say off work, slept in worked out and after showering put on my pajamas and stayed in them the entire day.  In the midst of having a horror fest consisting of one terrifying movie after another I checked my email only to find a message from my hosting provider indicating that my hosting account needed to be updated because of having received a new IP address.  Since I have no idea what the hell any of that means I immediately contacted the web hosting company figuring I’d explain everything to them, they’d correct it and all would be grand.  But while speaking to the representative I wisely went to my website only to become panic-stricken when I saw that my gleaming home page along with everything else regarding my website was complete gone and replaced with a totally blank area and the words Error Establishing a Database Connection in the title bar.  What the F*ck does that mean?!?!?!  What error?  I expected my name to be adorned in glitter with this month’s newest colors and instead am met with this?!?!?!  So after waiting more than twenty minutes and being told the update might take several hours to be complete I figured it would be fine by the next day.  How wrong I was.

 

Fast forward four days, five more representatives all telling me the same thing.  To wait a few more hours as I was flooded with immense terror regarding whether or not my website would be retrieved or lost in artificial intelligence space forever not 4ever.  So after calling for the fourth time to speak with someone who once again put me on hold for more than twenty minutes only to be re-directed to yet another agent he was finally able to correct the debacle and thankfully www.80sgirl4ever.com was up and running.  Hallelujah over and over!!!!!

 

I don’t even know what he said which was the reason for this entire ordeal but something wasn’t working and was replaced with something else as I hope and pray this never occurs again.  Yet these kinds of things always seem to happen to me.  As if things weren’t bad again I had to run into Penney’s to get something and they’re freakin’ playing Christmas music already in addition to holiday items being displayed all over.  Four days into November.   

 

Fret not, readers.  My latest blog will be up soon for all to not only read and ponder but will hopefully impact many.  Mainly the people I’m writing about.   

Hail Halloween!!!!!!

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

Many people have one day out of the year that’s their absolute favorite.  It might be Christmas, their birthday or a certain date signifying something special.  They may even wish that magical day could last longer than it does but know all too well it won’t.  For me that day is Halloween.  The older I’ve gotten the more I relish in doing nothing more than watching slasher films all day and night while in my jammies.  I kind of don’t mind that the weather’s changing, at least for today.  In between watching people scream, run and hide for their lives I’ll be handing out goodies to trick-or-treaters which only makes me reminisce more than usual of when I would go out each year with the two kids who lived up the street while our moms would walk behind us and catch up on everything that’s happened since they’d last seen each other one year earlier.  

 

Of course by now most retailers have begun to display Christmas items which only makes me even more disenchanted with the entire holiday season.  Stores can’t wait to cash in on the festivities any sooner than they can since they’re apparently not making enough revenue already.  Corporate bastards.  In all honesty I wouldn’t mind celebrating All Hallows’ Eve once a month thus replacing once meaningful now turned money-grubbing holidays such as Christmas and Easter altogether since the spirit for countless people is long gone in exchange for materialistic objects and candy.  God must be so proud.

 

By the time this most forthright of entries is up for all to read my horror movie marathon (Hocus Pocus still a must) will have begun as my fiber optic haunted house set perfectly next to my television interchanges vibrant colors every few seconds.  Who needs costume parties when you have that?

  

Conjuring of Spirits or Innocent Fun?

Posted by on Oct 25, 2017 in Blog | 0 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve wanted to write on this particularly mysterious of topics for a while now and the time couldn’t be more perfect.  Ever since elementary school when a boy told me about Ouija boards along with the usual accompanied fabricated tales associated with them I’ve been beyond fascinated in every way.  The question I’ve always had along with countless others is whether or not they’re genuine or contrived by one’s own manifestation.  While talking boards have been around since the late 1840’s they didn’t become widely known until 1816 when reported by the New York Daily Tribune about a new talking board used in Ohio.  Once these talking boards became sought-after in 1890 Elijah Bond, Charles Kennard and William H.A. Maupin decided to turn the board into a toy and got it patented calling it a Ouija board.

 

Originally the Ouija board was referred to as a parlor game and had no connection to the occult until 1916 when American Spiritualist Pearl Curran claimed to have channeled a spirit named Patience Worth who she communicated with via Ouija board and wrote poems, short stories, novels and even plays for more than 20 years which were transcribed by Pearl Curran.  It’s unknown if there’s any validity to this as some believe her to be factual while others feel it was a public ploy to gain attention and fame which she more than did.

 

The purpose of Ouija boards is to ask it a question or to communicate with the spirit world.  Whether it’s a group of friends getting together for fun, someone attempting to contact a loved one, a person wanting to see what their future holds or a number of other questions people have Ouija boards are often a source for their answers and/or entertainment.  The problem is that people have different beliefs regarding it.  Some, including scientists think of it merely as a game whereas others such as Catholics and deeply religious people feel it’s evil and can bring about malevolent spirits.

 

For those unfamiliar with how Ouija, also referred to as a spirit or talking board works it’s a wooden board consisting of the alphabet, the numerals 1-0, several words along with various graphics and symbols.  It also contains a planchette which is French for “little plank” and looks like that of a pointer comprised of a clear teardrop or heart-shaped device fitted with a vertical pencil so it could write during séances and is supported on tiny felt shaped castors making it easy to glide across the board.  Ouija boards should be played with at least two people but never just one.  Honestly, who wants to play any type of game by themselves?  To begin, slowly move the planchette in circles to let the board warm up.  With the board directly in front of the players each person places their index and middle fingers firmly but without too much pressure on either side of the planchette resting on the “G” space which is in the middle of the board.  The ritual opens by someone asking a question such as “Is there anyone here who would like to make contact with us through the board?” or a number of others in order to gain a communication frequency.  But there are certain questions that should not be asked including any about God, mortality or to have any physical signs given which may result in the person or persons becoming so freaked out by the answer thus immediately jumping up and running away which in itself might put them in imminent danger.  Also, anyone feeling ill, depressed or in a weakened condition shouldn’t dabble in anything unearthly as it’s said that spirits prey on people in vulnerable states.  While asking the Ouija board a question the planchette might move the pointer across numbers or various letters of the alphabet to spell out words.  I’ve also heard they lie and might point to Yes when the answer is really No.  Other times it might not answer at all which is another way of saying “F*ck you” to each player.  The last rule everyone who engages in Ouija board use must or rather should do is to close the session once the séance has ended by moving the planchette toward the word Goodbye to ensure no spirits will follow.  Lastly close the board and it wouldn’t hurt to say a prayer or two.

 

While Ouija boards have been around for more than 100 years they didn’t really become popular until the movie The Exorcist was released.  I remember watching Witchboard when I was a teenager and it absolutely terrified me.  In fact my family owned a Ouija board and one time my friend and I played with it (yet made sure to put it back inside the garage so no one would notice) but nothing happened.  The planchette moved a bit but only because she was moving it with her fingers which I clearly saw yet she vehemently denied.  That occurrence further prompted me to question whether or not people do in fact move the planchette themselves while pretending the object is moving by itself adding mystique and terror.  

 

Then there’s the notion that the subconscious may play a significant role in using a Ouija board.  If people already think there’s a chance that using a particular device may in fact produce a malicious spirit or open a gateway to the occult they can become so petrified their energy could possibly trigger such force resulting in the moving of the planchette.  I’ve heard of, read stories and seen programs about people who have psychic energy or some other type of paranormal ability enabling them to do things such as break lightbulbs or glass, move articles and perform other supernatural acts which cannot be explained.  So it’s quite possible that people who possess this innate quality could very well be capable of moving things consciously or subconsciously.  Yet at the same time those who tend to have extreme anxiety or may be highly emotional which include suffering from depression can attract negative spirits which could result in them becoming possessed or having their life mentally unravel with each passing day that many times requires intervention usually from a demonologist or the Catholic church.  You’d think one could call Ghostbusters seeing that the lyrics from the song are “Who you gonna call?” followed by a loudly sung “Ghostbusters” but apparently not.  Maybe they all disbanded upon learning a foolishly revised movie of the same name would be released.  Poof!

 

Finally if indeed Ouija boards are the work of the devil as many choose to believe can using a board game such as the kind made by Hasbro really conjure up some kind of entity capable of possessing someone or open a portal to the unknown which can’t be closed?  I’ve heard questionable accounts of how genuine Ouija boards have the power to hurt someone, gain access to their soul and numerous other wicked tales par for the course but then again it’s all hearsay.  Look at the countless movies which continue to be made and remade about Ouija boards and the effects they have on each person who’s ever come in contact with them.  They’re very intriguing and I enjoy watching them just as others do.  How about all the eerie anecdotes that go along with them?  Are any of them real or merely horse pucky?  “My friend’s sister was using a Ouija board with her friends when the planchette suddenly flew up in the air and slammed against the wall becoming imbedded in it.”  “My cousins were using a Ouija board when the planchette began going crazy spiraling all over then the board rose up and caught fire.”  As the embellished narratives are never-ending.  Funny how it’s always someone else it happened to but never the person telling the story.  Hmmm.

 

As for my take on Ouija boards I honestly don’t know whether there’s any truth behind the supposed spiritual spiels all of which lie inside a mystifying object set atop a uniquely inscribed wooden board game.  Then there’s the rules of how to get rid of a Ouija board from breaking it into seven pieces followed by sprinkling holy water on it and burying it or sprinkling salt on the board prior to disposing of it yet a person should never burn one out of fear that it may create a curse as the list and stories from people go on.  I do; however, believe that certain ones dating back as early as 100 years and/or whose planchettes are genuine crystal MAY hold immense powers no one wants unleashed.  Actually several years ago I came across not just a Ouija board but rather a Parker Brothers Glow in the Dark Ouija board on clearance I just couldn’t pass up.  It’s still sealed up and in the same bag placed neatly in the back of my closet.  Despite my misgivings regarding its authenticity I’m still hesitant about using it yet from time to time I have spontaneous urges to bust the bitch open.  Then reality along with trepidation sets in and it stays in its safe place.

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.