A while back, saw a guy wearing a certain T-shirt in Oxford street. An old T-shirt - made me think of a friend for whom I bought the same T-shirt many, many years ago (20+ years!!).
Spoke to hubby about this in the evening, saying we should take a little trip when possible. Two days later, I get an e-mail from said friend saying he is in London for business for a couple of days, can we meet up....
Coincidence? Kismet?
Another one:
Recently wondering how a friend's son was doing (have sort of lost touch with friend a bit..). Same evening, friend Skypes to announce son is getting married in August...
I think so. Sometimes wavelengths are in sync, whether person-to-person or person-to-nature, or something-to-anything. Just blows my mind in the best way when it happens.
Last week, a bullet we'd managed to dodge a few months ago came back and hit its target; as such, we;ve suffered a blow but we're getting through it and in the process have had these odd...links in thought.
Yesterday evening, my guy comes to me and says "you know, I've become motivated to..." and I finished his sentence - correctly :P
One morning, scrolling through Facebook, some person or organization showed a graphic with frogs in boiling pot as a demonstration of climate change. Later that day, an instructor used frogs in a pot (with a gradually rising temperature) as an example of people not realizing when an issue is brewing.
A while back, saw a guy wearing a certain T-shirt in Oxford street. An old T-shirt - made me think of a friend for whom I bought the same T-shirt many, many years ago (20+ years!!).
Spoke to hubby about this in the evening, saying we should take a little trip when possible. Two days later, I get an e-mail from said friend saying he is in London for business for a couple of days, can we meet up....
Coincidence? Kismet?
Another one:
Recently wondering how a friend's son was doing (have sort of lost touch with friend a bit..). Same evening, friend Skypes to announce son is getting married in August...
So many examples... Cosmic links of the mind?
An old work colleague once appeared in one of my dreams - this was in about 2008 or 2009. I'd worked with him in 2002.When I woke up I checked my Facebook and noticed he'd just sent me a friend request. I hadn't seen him in at least 6 years, and he'd heardly crossed my mind until that dream.
An old work colleague once appeared in one of my dreams - this was in about 2008 or 2009. I'd worked with him in 2002.When I woke up I checked my Facebook and noticed he'd just sent me a friend request. I hadn't seen him in at least 6 years, and he'd heardly crossed my mind until that dream.
I think it is some sort of mental or energy link; how some are more in sync with others in a weird (unknown) way, without even realizing it till it happens or is recognized.
So, earlier today I was reading this post in Lonely Planet's forum - http://www.lonelyplanet.com/thorntree/t ... ID=2229734 as It just happened to appear when I searched for some travel info about a city in China. This dude talks about the rights and wrongs of rebuilding ancient sites. I thought it was pretty interesting, but had no relevance to what I was looking for.
'I've just returned from Datong which, let's face it, is a bit of a dump. but I was interested to note that the local government are rebuilding its "Ancient" city wall. Now, I am a history buff. I came to China because of its long history and richly varied culture but I've always been against completely rebuilding things# as it comes across as fake and leads to an almost Disneyland-type experience.'
'...Commercial considerations of a different kind come into play at Hadrian's Wall...the wall, and the many tourists it brings (1 million a year, with over 200,000 walking at least part of the route), are now at the centre of the local economy...there is talk of rebuilding, to allow visitors to experience the fortifications in all their imposing grandeur. In this case, perhaps, the venture is justified.'
I mean, is that some weird shit or what? It's not everyday that I read about the rebuilding of ancient sites, so for the same - pretty obscure - topic to crop up twice is definitely a bit odd.
About 15 years ago, I was teaching my class and got sidetracked with a life lesson. I used a reference to a boy who had been picked on at our school somewhat... who one summer holiday drowned saving his friend in swirling waters. A tragic and moving incident that had affected me and many others.
No word of lie, it was a day or two after the lesson when a kid had lost their textbook and needed one. I grabbed one of the extras, opened it up to record the number, and the last signature in the book was the one of the child who had passed.
I just sat there as if someone had slapped me- void of thought and staring at the name.
As a side... I was moved to tears every year when this boy's mother came to the year end awards ceremony to bestow a scholarship to a student at our school in memory of her child. No matter how much time passed, this woman remained unable to control her emotions when speaking of her son and the loss. Not to derail the thread... but it is this type of pain that has not been lost on me and what drives my conviction for the death penalty if it can offer some a measure of comfort in the event some bastard takes the life of someone's child... I'm for it. People are correct when the DP cannot bring back the victim, but I think they are wrong when they claim the law should not exist to service the survivors. Such profound pain. I could only imagine.
last night my wife and I were sitting by our back yard fire....she tells me she had a dream the night before that we had twins (she's not pregnant), and I told her the night before that I had actually had a dream that my PARENTS had twins.
Good thing I'm married. Otherwise there might be a possibility of conception.
Gimli 1993
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
thank you, byrnzie, thirty bills & hugh dillion. all good stuff
this kinda stuff happens constantly to me but i am now thinking of this one amazing simple thing that is so fucked it makes my head spin. i was wondering how a certain word was spelt & wanted the exact definition. i was using a large hardcover dictionary & was pretty unsure of the spelling. without looking at the letters in the side of the closed book, you know, the dugout finger tip thingamajigs with a couple letters on each notch, i simply open the book & exactly where my thumb is resting is the exact word i am searching for.
I was at university and was thinking about a party we had at a friend's parent's cabin. There was a sauna in it and one of the stupid things we were doing was blowing on a person's arm or back while in it. The spot of skin that endured the 'blow' became extremely hot. So much that if someone did it to you... you wanted to slap them. Fun to do... pissed you off when done to you. Perfect game to play!
As I walked along with my Sports Walkman cranking the tunes... I was randomly wondering why this was the way it was.
In my Atmospheric Science class (literally 30 minutes later)... the professor was going on and on about life layers (ozone layer) and he claimed that the human body has an energy field surrounding it that served as a mild form of protection in a similar fashion as the ozone layer does for the earth. He then went on to say that if one was to blow on another in a sauna... they would, in effect, be blowing a hole in that life layer and momentarily, the real heat of the sauna could be felt until the layer became intact again the moment the person stopped blowing on you.
Not to derail the thread... but it is this type of pain that has not been lost on me and what drives my conviction for the death penalty if it can offer some a measure of comfort in the event some bastard takes the life of someone's child... I'm for it. People are correct when the DP cannot bring back the victim, but I think they are wrong when they claim the law should not exist to service the survivors. Such profound pain. I could only imagine.
Your solution to someone's pain is to create more pain by murdering someone else. Possibly the weirdest logic I've ever encountered.
And you claim that murdering the murderer 'services the survivors'?
Last week at the grocery store, the clerk told me I wasn't going to like my total: $6.66. Yesterday at Target, the clerk told me the same thing, and my total was $66.66.
I have never seen another person wearing the Pearl Jam/Winnipeg Jets T shirt from the 2011 Canadian tour. Then I saw two one day in a matter of minutes.
WEIRD.
Gimli 1993
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
yesterday I wrote a song with a line about "feet up on the dash" called "Passenger".
Then last night I watch Death Proof, and the first few minutes of the movie is just a shot of someone's feet up on the dash as the car drives around the city.
Gimli 1993
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
Not to derail the thread... but it is this type of pain that has not been lost on me and what drives my conviction for the death penalty if it can offer some a measure of comfort in the event some bastard takes the life of someone's child... I'm for it. People are correct when the DP cannot bring back the victim, but I think they are wrong when they claim the law should not exist to service the survivors. Such profound pain. I could only imagine.
Your solution to someone's pain is to create more pain by murdering someone else. Possibly the weirdest logic I've ever encountered.
And you claim that murdering the murderer 'services the survivors'?
Anyway, take it to the DP thread.
I offered it as a bit of background to my belief system. I wasn't intentionally trying to goad anyone. With this said... I'll respond to this and then if you wish to carry on... we can 'loop' our conversation in the DP thread again.
It's not weird logic at all. In fact its the purest and most simple logic one might ever wish to follow: let the punishment fit the crime.
You want to know weird logic? Try this: having a murderer of children serve the same penalty as someone who cheated on their income tax or an impaired driver. This is some backwardsass thinking if I have ever come across backwardsass thinking.
You don't have to carry the emotional burden survivors do. It's easy to preach from your sofa about how we should take the higher road, but it's not so easy living with the fact that your child was raped, murdered, mutilated and the offender is chilling out in a country club (if you can call sentencing a murderer to death as a result of his offences 'murder' for effect... then I think I can call prison a 'country club holiday' for effect).
yesterday I wrote a song with a line about "feet up on the dash" called "Passenger".
Then last night I watch Death Proof, and the first few minutes of the movie is just a shot of someone's feet up on the dash as the car drives around the city.
Hugh...
I feel as if I am missing something about you. Are you a musician?
i'll think of a song or the lyrics & within seconds or minutes, "wham, on like a big ass mother" which is always great feeling. the radio station is built inside my skull & soul
when i was a truck driver i gave myself heart attacks a lot; "oh no when i leave out on this next trip i am going to crash & die" never happened but something similar about traveling... "i think that today i am interested in having a flat tire, pow/boom shaking car wobbling down the road as i ease over onto the shoulder, blew out a tire"
yesterday I wrote a song with a line about "feet up on the dash" called "Passenger".
Then last night I watch Death Proof, and the first few minutes of the movie is just a shot of someone's feet up on the dash as the car drives around the city.
Hugh...
I feel as if I am missing something about you. Are you a musician?
yes. more details pm'd.
Gimli 1993
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
Last week at the grocery store, the clerk told me I wasn't going to like my total: $6.66. Yesterday at Target, the clerk told me the same thing, and my total was $66.66.
Funny but when we were in Chicago last week for the Wrigley show one of the threads on the Porch recommended eating at Kumas Too and when we walked over the address was 666 Diversey. I thought for a head banging burger joint it was appropriate
Are we getting something out of this all-encompassing trip?
Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned...
I just watched a BBC documentary on coffee production in Vietnam - the biggest supplier of coffee in the World to the UK - and they mentioned how there are two types of coffee bean: the cheaper bean, called 'robusta' (made me think of the word 'robust'), used in instant coffee, and the more expensive bean called 'Arabica', used in espresso coffee.
I then read an article on Brazilian football on the BBC website, and it features this photo with the accompanying caption...
Mario Zagallo's 1958 Brazilian World Cup winning side, famed for their attacking flair, was built on a very robust defence and did not concede a single goal until the semi-final
A couple weeks back, in the context of our discussion, a colleague brought up the Amanda Todd case and asked us if there was ever an arrest made. None of us could recall.
Within minutes after the discussion, I proceeded back to my office with one colleague. I pulled up the internet and 'bam'... front page banner headline: Arrest Made in Amanda Todd Case.
Jeez! Took awhile to find this thread (and in light of the other one mentioning toxicity, I have to say this one brings some nice energy).
Anyway, yesterday evening I was channel-surfing and came upon an old episode of Huell Howser (an LA institution and all-around genuine and awesome fellow). He was touring local donut shops that had been around for years.
Next channel, the Simpsons...WITH CARTOON HUELL IN A BAKERY SHOP.
True that I may've been buzzed, but still
Then just a bit ago (again buzzed and channel-surfing [don't judge me! It's Saturday morning]), there's Harold & Maude. One of my favorite films and soundtracks. I go into the bedroom to tell my husband, and with his pc on random play, there's Cat singing so prettily.
These things, little and maybe unimportant as they are, make me smile. So much to take us there, if we're open to it.
I love these.... keep 'em coming. Was in the car on my way to the store yesterday, flipping through songs on my phone looking for "Hard Sun" - hadn't heard it in ages and just suddenly had to hear it. But light turned green, didn't find it in time, already at the store. Five minutes later I'm in the store and "Hard Sun" comes on their little piped in music system (and I swear I'd never heard it there before). A very little thing, especially compared to most of these I'm reading, but still made me smile.
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Spoke to hubby about this in the evening, saying we should take a little trip when possible. Two days later, I get an e-mail from said friend saying he is in London for business for a couple of days, can we meet up....
Coincidence? Kismet?
Another one:
Recently wondering how a friend's son was doing (have sort of lost touch with friend a bit..). Same evening, friend Skypes to announce son is getting married in August...
So many examples... Cosmic links of the mind?
Last week, a bullet we'd managed to dodge a few months ago came back and hit its target; as such, we;ve suffered a blow but we're getting through it and in the process have had these odd...links in thought.
Yesterday evening, my guy comes to me and says "you know, I've become motivated to..." and I finished his sentence - correctly :P
(he told me to get out of his head
Now this evening, randomly clicking through BRMC vids, I click on...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQzjcq4BGAQ
Power of suggestion on this one, I'm sure.
However..Also this week...
One morning, scrolling through Facebook, some person or organization showed a graphic with frogs in boiling pot as a demonstration of climate change. Later that day, an instructor used frogs in a pot (with a gradually rising temperature) as an example of people not realizing when an issue is brewing.
An old work colleague once appeared in one of my dreams - this was in about 2008 or 2009. I'd worked with him in 2002.When I woke up I checked my Facebook and noticed he'd just sent me a friend request. I hadn't seen him in at least 6 years, and he'd heardly crossed my mind until that dream.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
'I've just returned from Datong which, let's face it, is a bit of a dump. but I was interested to note that the local government are rebuilding its "Ancient" city wall. Now, I am a history buff. I came to China because of its long history and richly varied culture but I've always been against completely rebuilding things# as it comes across as fake and leads to an almost Disneyland-type experience.'
Anyway, I arrive home from work and check the Guardian's page and begin reading this book review http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2013/ju ... ins-review about a book on Roman Britain:
'...Commercial considerations of a different kind come into play at Hadrian's Wall...the wall, and the many tourists it brings (1 million a year, with over 200,000 walking at least part of the route), are now at the centre of the local economy...there is talk of rebuilding, to allow visitors to experience the fortifications in all their imposing grandeur. In this case, perhaps, the venture is justified.'
I mean, is that some weird shit or what? It's not everyday that I read about the rebuilding of ancient sites, so for the same - pretty obscure - topic to crop up twice is definitely a bit odd.
About 15 years ago, I was teaching my class and got sidetracked with a life lesson. I used a reference to a boy who had been picked on at our school somewhat... who one summer holiday drowned saving his friend in swirling waters. A tragic and moving incident that had affected me and many others.
No word of lie, it was a day or two after the lesson when a kid had lost their textbook and needed one. I grabbed one of the extras, opened it up to record the number, and the last signature in the book was the one of the child who had passed.
I just sat there as if someone had slapped me- void of thought and staring at the name.
As a side... I was moved to tears every year when this boy's mother came to the year end awards ceremony to bestow a scholarship to a student at our school in memory of her child. No matter how much time passed, this woman remained unable to control her emotions when speaking of her son and the loss. Not to derail the thread... but it is this type of pain that has not been lost on me and what drives my conviction for the death penalty if it can offer some a measure of comfort in the event some bastard takes the life of someone's child... I'm for it. People are correct when the DP cannot bring back the victim, but I think they are wrong when they claim the law should not exist to service the survivors. Such profound pain. I could only imagine.
Good thing I'm married. Otherwise there might be a possibility of conception.
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
this kinda stuff happens constantly to me but i am now thinking of this one amazing simple thing that is so fucked it makes my head spin. i was wondering how a certain word was spelt & wanted the exact definition. i was using a large hardcover dictionary & was pretty unsure of the spelling. without looking at the letters in the side of the closed book, you know, the dugout finger tip thingamajigs with a couple letters on each notch, i simply open the book & exactly where my thumb is resting is the exact word i am searching for.
bizarre?
pretty much
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I was at university and was thinking about a party we had at a friend's parent's cabin. There was a sauna in it and one of the stupid things we were doing was blowing on a person's arm or back while in it. The spot of skin that endured the 'blow' became extremely hot. So much that if someone did it to you... you wanted to slap them. Fun to do... pissed you off when done to you. Perfect game to play!
As I walked along with my Sports Walkman cranking the tunes... I was randomly wondering why this was the way it was.
In my Atmospheric Science class (literally 30 minutes later)... the professor was going on and on about life layers (ozone layer) and he claimed that the human body has an energy field surrounding it that served as a mild form of protection in a similar fashion as the ozone layer does for the earth. He then went on to say that if one was to blow on another in a sauna... they would, in effect, be blowing a hole in that life layer and momentarily, the real heat of the sauna could be felt until the layer became intact again the moment the person stopped blowing on you.
Rock my world. That was weird.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Great, eh?
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Your solution to someone's pain is to create more pain by murdering someone else. Possibly the weirdest logic I've ever encountered.
And you claim that murdering the murderer 'services the survivors'?
Anyway, take it to the DP thread.
Last week at the grocery store, the clerk told me I wasn't going to like my total: $6.66. Yesterday at Target, the clerk told me the same thing, and my total was $66.66.
WEIRD.
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
Then last night I watch Death Proof, and the first few minutes of the movie is just a shot of someone's feet up on the dash as the car drives around the city.
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I offered it as a bit of background to my belief system. I wasn't intentionally trying to goad anyone. With this said... I'll respond to this and then if you wish to carry on... we can 'loop' our conversation in the DP thread again.
It's not weird logic at all. In fact its the purest and most simple logic one might ever wish to follow: let the punishment fit the crime.
You want to know weird logic? Try this: having a murderer of children serve the same penalty as someone who cheated on their income tax or an impaired driver. This is some backwardsass thinking if I have ever come across backwardsass thinking.
You don't have to carry the emotional burden survivors do. It's easy to preach from your sofa about how we should take the higher road, but it's not so easy living with the fact that your child was raped, murdered, mutilated and the offender is chilling out in a country club (if you can call sentencing a murderer to death as a result of his offences 'murder' for effect... then I think I can call prison a 'country club holiday' for effect).
Hugh...
I feel as if I am missing something about you. Are you a musician?
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
when i was a truck driver i gave myself heart attacks a lot; "oh no when i leave out on this next trip i am going to crash & die" never happened but something similar about traveling... "i think that today i am interested in having a flat tire, pow/boom shaking car wobbling down the road as i ease over onto the shoulder, blew out a tire"
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
yes. more details pm'd.
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
Funny but when we were in Chicago last week for the Wrigley show one of the threads on the Porch recommended eating at Kumas Too and when we walked over the address was 666 Diversey. I thought for a head banging burger joint it was appropriate
Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned...
I AM MINE
I then read an article on Brazilian football on the BBC website, and it features this photo with the accompanying caption...
Mario Zagallo's 1958 Brazilian World Cup winning side, famed for their attacking flair, was built on a very robust defence and did not concede a single goal until the semi-final
Within minutes after the discussion, I proceeded back to my office with one colleague. I pulled up the internet and 'bam'... front page banner headline: Arrest Made in Amanda Todd Case.
Anyway, yesterday evening I was channel-surfing and came upon an old episode of Huell Howser (an LA institution and all-around genuine and awesome fellow). He was touring local donut shops that had been around for years.
Next channel, the Simpsons...WITH CARTOON HUELL IN A BAKERY SHOP.
True that I may've been buzzed, but still
Then just a bit ago (again buzzed and channel-surfing [don't judge me! It's Saturday morning]), there's Harold & Maude. One of my favorite films and soundtracks. I go into the bedroom to tell my husband, and with his pc on random play, there's Cat singing so prettily.
These things, little and maybe unimportant as they are, make me smile. So much to take us there, if we're open to it.
Was in the car on my way to the store yesterday, flipping through songs on my phone looking for "Hard Sun" - hadn't heard it in ages and just suddenly had to hear it. But light turned green, didn't find it in time, already at the store. Five minutes later I'm in the store and "Hard Sun" comes on their little piped in music system (and I swear I'd never heard it there before).
A very little thing, especially compared to most of these I'm reading, but still made me smile.
Typo Man: "Thanks kidz, but remembir, stay in skool!"