Superstitions.
We knock on wood for good luck because our ancestors believed elemental spirits (i.e. faeries) inhabited trees. This superstition likely comes from the belief it could either drive away evil spirits or seek blessings from benevolent ones within the wood. It's likely throwing salt over one's shoulder after spilling it has faerie-related origins as well—salt was feared by the good folk. The saying of "God bless you" following a sneeze, while often attributed to Pope Gregory I, just as likely traces its source to the notion that sneezes allow an opening for evil spirits to enter ones body. In Irish tradition, a sneeze was an opportunity for the faeries to take a child away; the pronouncement of "God bless you," especially if the child was unbaptized, helped to mitigate this possibility. The boogeyman takes his names from the Middle English "bogge" or "bugge," meaning "hobgoblin." And don't even get me started on Santa's elves and Krampus, because that's a whole blog entry of its own.
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Mental Midgets | Musqonocihte (11-11-2018)
Confessions
✻Dear White Priest in Black Robe,
Forgive me for I have sinnedlived. It's been like a quarter-century since my last confession. These are my ___ (errors in judgment, I suppose). I confess I had to make up confessions when I was a kid, forced into this dark tight wood booth with a priest who often drank too much with my parents on weekends. (That same priest who wanted to marry my mom.) I can't even remember how to go to confession (lapsed Catholic that I am) and this will cost me 10 Hail Mary's, right? I confess I will not confess to a priest ever again (which should cost me four Our Father's.) I confess I am a fire monkey (you might have to read up on Chinese horoscopes to figure that one out). I confess that I read books and blogs and work on other stuff when I should be fighting dust bunnies and making beds or dinner. I play spider solitaire a lot more than I should (but it helps me think and time travel). I confess I used to play Angry Birds on my Kindle.
I confess everything in my new book:
Mental Midgets | Musqonocihte: “…it’s a miracle we’ve survived this far…” Kindle Edition
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in the realm of possibility
DEAR NEIGHBOR:
Hi, George, this text message is from Richard, next door. I've got a confession to make. I've been riddled with guilt for a few months & have been trying to get up the courage to tell you face-to-face. At least I'm telling you in this text, & I can't live with myself a minute longer without your knowing about this. The truth is that, when you're not around, I've been sharing your wife, day & night. In fact, probably much more than you. I haven't been getting it at home recently & I know that's no excuse. The temptation was just too great. I can't live with the guilt & hope you'll accept my sincere apology & forgive me. Please suggest a fee for usage, & I'll pay you.
Regards,Richard
NEIGHBOR'S RESPONSE:
George, feeling enraged & betrayed, grabbed his gun, went next door, & shot Richard dead. He returned home, shot his wife, poured himself a stiff drink & sat down on the sofa. George then looked at his phone & discovered a 2nd text message from Richard.
2nd TEXT MESSAGE:
Hi, George, Richard here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text. I assume you figured it out & noticed that the darned Spell-Check had changed "wi-fi" to "wife." Technology, huh? It'll be the death of us all.
everybody’s looking for something
Tom Waites:
I think everybody’s looking for something they’ve never seen before. You work on your songs, but your songs also work on you. So you absorb and you excrete and in some way you retain, and slowly you start to become some place that songs are passing through. I’d like to think that they enjoy blowing through you. There’s something electric about you, maybe, some kind of a force left behind by music that passes through you. Like everybody likes to be around someone who does something well and loves doing it, so songs would be no different, right? Like, ‘Let’s blow down and see that guy.'
AnOther... Suspiria
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Swinton chooses the people first, not the projects, and her relationship with Guadagnino – with whom she formed the production company Crazy Crazy Crazy Normal Normal Normal in 2017 – is clearly an inspiring meeting of minds. She first came across him when, as an unknown Italian director, he pursued her via her agent in 1994. He then ran into her in Rome later that same year and Suspiria is the latest result of their ongoing conversation – a film about which they have been talking, both confirm, for almost 25 years.
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This film was written for Swinton – and for her co-star Dakota Johnson – the director says, and it’s difficult to imagine anyone else stepping into the role of Madame Blanc, a tormented choreographer and dancer who has, effectively, sold her soul for her art. There is a dignity to Swinton’s performance in the film, and a fragility that is immensely moving. That Guadagnino loves her is evident as the camera studies her every move.
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