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Friday the 13th

Posted in Entertainment, Holiday, Life, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 13, 2012 by urbannight

Friday the 13th. I always feel weird about this day at any time of the year other than fall. It makes sense in fall. It makes me feel all Halloweeny.

Halloween. My favorite holiday. I have black cat, pumpkins, a skull, a witchy teddy bear, a gothic fairy, and a gothic doll all on display on my shelf at work. These are my year round decorations and not the actual Halloween décor I put up at the end of September.

I am the Halloween girl. I even have a tattoo of a black cat cuddling with a Jack O’ Lantern on my shoulder. When my parents took me to Hawaii, I even managed to find a lovely black sarong with white and pale blue hibiscus on it.

Now a rather bizarre study was done on automobile accidents on Friday the 6th compared to Friday the 13th. They found that fewer people were driving at all on Friday the 13th. People seemed to want to avoid driving. At the same time, more people were admitted to the hospital due to vehicular accidents than on a ‘normal’ Friday. I’m willing to guess it is more a case of people expecting bad things to happen, who start to watch for them and are less careful because of the distraction. This is in the nature of a ‘self fulfilling prophesy’.

What I didn’t know is that this is actually the MOST widespread superstition and 8% of Americans suffer from varying degrees of paraskevidekatriaphobia. Lovely word that. 8% sounds low but actually represents about 21 million people.

13 is sometimes called the Devil’s Dozen. Which is kind of weird to me. It’s also a baker’s dozen. There was some story about why bakers would toss in an extra if you ordered a dozen, but I don’t remember the story any more.

The silliest reason for the origin of fear of the number 13 is the fact the people could only count to 12 and therefore 13 was a mystery. They get this 12 idea from having 10 fingers and two feet. Apparently, toes wouldn’t count. See, silly.

It seems 13 fluctuates between lucky and unlucky at different time in different places. I’m not sure if there is any value in trying to pinpoint where fear of 13 originated. And I’m a big fan of archaeology and anthropology, so that’s saying something. What I’m not sure.

More of the unlucky 13 bits and pieces seem to be after the rise of male dominated and/or solar dominated religions. The theory is that it evolved to vilify or demonize the lunar and or female orientated religious.

There also seems to be a rather strong hatred of Friday’s in the past. This is weird as these day, we live for our Fridays. Once the end of work bell rings, we have 2.5 days to ourselves. Well, those of us with regular day jobs do.

Apparently, everything bad that happened in the Bible happened on a Friday. I want to know how “they” know that. How in the world can they know that the whole business with the apple and the snake happened on a Friday? How could anyone possibly know that the “Flood” started on a Friday?

And since many pre-Christian societies thought Friday was an auspicious day to get married, Fridays must be bad and the Friday goddess (Freya/Frigg/Venus) was recast as a witch. Wow. Can I get a copy of the Venus Di Milo with a witches hat on her head, a broom clutched in one hand, and a black cat sitting on the clam shelf at her feet?

On the whole, I like superstitions and find them a fascinating subject. Some even have an odd sort of logic to them. But Friday the 13th as an unlucky day has always seemed the ultimate in silliness to me.

Tardis Update and Other Projects.

Posted in Advertising, Books, Holiday, Life, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 29, 2012 by urbannight

I thought I would do that stitchery update now.

Rosemary

This is Rosemary. One of the store cats at the Mystery Bookstore. All cats seem to love sleeping on stitching supplies.

Surprize Stripe

Knitting w/ Surprize Stripe

This is a sofa blanket I’m making with ‘I Love This Yarn’ brand yarn in the color Surprise Stripe 804. I love it. This yarn has the most perfect name ever. It is great to work with. It is a Hobby Lobby exclusive yarn. It doesn’t fray or unravel like other yarns if you have to keep ripping it out and restarting. If you don’t have a Hobby Lobby near you so you can get this yarn then I feel very sad for you.

Tardis Blackwork

It is starting to look like a TARDIS.

I could have been farther along. You would think that just outlining with the double running stitch would go more quickly. But it is a bit boring, to tell the truth. This is usually my complaint when working with one color only. There is also the issue of getting each stitch to lay right. I’m actually using three strands and sometimes it wants to twist or it just refuses to lay nicely and I have to make several attempts on a troublesome stitch. The outline would have been done if I hadn’t also suddenly wanted to work on pumpkins.

Elegant Pumpins

DMC 832 Golden Olive

I love projects with pumpkins and Halloween themes. I fell in love with this one even if it is more Harvest than Halloween. This is Elegant Pumpkins on a lovely green evenweave. I’ve forgotten the exact type of fabric. The color, Golden Olive, is very heavy on golden. It is supposed to be heavy on the olive if the magazine photo is any indication.

Elegant Pumpkins  This is what the finished version should look like. The photo from my camera loaded onto this computer seems to be true to the image I see in the magazine. But since colors don’t show up the same on all computers, readers may see something different. All I know is that the pumpkin I’m stitching is the rather green looking one to the front right of the picture. What I’m stitching looks very orangey gold rather than golden olive. The primary color is normally the second word in a color description and the first word is the direction the primary color seems to be tinted towards.

Spooky Jack with Kitty Cat

Spooky Jack with Kitty Cat

Like I said. I love Pumpkins, Jack’O’Lanterns, and Halloween stuff. As you can see by my chubby little shoulder here, I love them so much I have one inked onto my skin.

Terrible Tuesdays and Thoughts on Random Things as Triggered by On-Line Headlines.

Posted in Advertising, Entertainment, Food, Life, Politics, Work, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 20, 2012 by urbannight

Another struggle of a morning ensues on this dark and wet a.m.  On my drive home last night, after a delicious dinner at Petrow’s, I decide to get committed to losing 100 lbs.  I was up so late Sunday night that I thought going to bed early would be no problem.  Then I could get up a little early and work out. 

I had this great idea for a tattoo to represent the successful loss of that weight.  A pile of pumpkins.  One for each 10 lbs.  Only one pumpkin needs to be a jack’o’lantern and one needs to be a skull rather than a pumpkin.  And a little black cat if it could be tucked in someplace.  I was thinking one of my butt cheeks would be the ideal location for this.  I can’t draw at all so would need to find a designer to work something up for me.

I go to bed 9:30ish and have no luck.  I get up for a little while and then go to bed at what I consider my proper bed time.  Only I still can’t sleep.  I did two crosswords.  TWO!  Normally I do one or even half of one and I’m ready to fall asleep.  I then read for a while.  I finally turn out the light at midnight and fall asleep.  And then proceed to oversleep by 18 minutes.  No workout for me.  No proper shower to get the last little bit of blue out of my hair either.  Not enough time.  Sticking my head under the sink didn’t work out very well.

Breakfast ends up a cup of easy-mac, and original flavor Slim Jim, and a SoBe Lifewater, 0 calories.  Yumberry Pomegranate, antioxidants, Vitamins C & E, Ginger and Dandelion root extract, to be exact.  Things you didn’t need to know on a Tuesday morning.

Work proves to be something of a repeat of yesterday with more frustration.  So I read a little news and get even more upset about that shooting of a teen inFlorida.  Turned out the neighborhood watch guy wasn’t even a member of any registered neighborhood watch group.  So he is just some cop wannabe out patrolling the streets he lives on with a gun.  That is someone who is looking for an opportunity to take someone down.  He wanted to have an opportunity to use that gun in my book.  Pisses me off that he is was not arrested and he was just let go, feeling justified in his action. 

Of course, I feel a little worried about the fact I emailed that police department telling them that they should be ashamed of themselves.  I probably shouldn’t have.  But I wasn’t properly awake yet and it seemed like a good idea when the brain was only half functioning.

On the other hand, I feel good about a new Israeli law and wish more countries would do something like it.  In an attempt to combat eating disorders and enforce truth in advertising, they are 1. not allowing the use of underweight models in advertising and 2. ads must indicate if any airbrushing or altering was done to any photos to make the models look thinner or otherwise alter the appearance.  

I think this is a good thing.  I remember, back before my sister lost the baby weight from her second pregnancy, there was a program on models on the t.v.  My brother-in-law made a comment wishing my sister was as thin and healthy as the models.  The program then went on to describe all the health problems models for which models were at risk.  Because an overweight person can be healthy but underweight people can’t be healthy because there is no way for them to be getting the basic proper nutrition.  My brother-in-law took back what he said before the show.  My sister and I knew what it was about from the start.  Which is why we didn’t get on his case when he first made the comment.  He quickly realized his error without having to be corrected by any of us.

Of course, this is only for ads produced inIsrael and not for foreign ads.  I think they should hold foreign ads to the standard as well.  That way it would for a large numbers of manufactures of fashion advertising to modify what they do.  I hope other countries take notice and start passing these laws.

Meanwhile, I’m amused at China’s new law to ban naming supplements after sex, god, or immortal and banning the use of powerful, magical results, miraculous, and extraordinary as descriptors of products.  They don’t want advertisers and businesses using vulgarity or the belief in the supernatural to sell things.  They think that will ‘restore confidence’ in the country’s goods.  Maybe not using lead in things, among the other issues they have had, would be a better place to start.

And can anyone tell me why you need workout clothing to ‘flatter your figure’?  Really?  The point is to get a figure.  If you have a good one already, you will already look good in almost any workout clothing.  If you don’t have one, workout clothes to make you look better will not help you get there. 

I did a group fitness challenge at work last year that included a subscription to a fitness magazine.  It was the worst fitness magazine I’ve ever seen.  (it is a popular one for women) It was hard to find the actual fitness articles because of all the ads.  One issue had only one real article involving fitness.  And even that one didn’t have anything to do with actual fitness.  It was how to pick up guys at the gym. 

Apparently writers are still catering to the idea women only workout to meet men.  Hmmm, I don’t think so.  I’m going to the gym to get in shape and lose weight.  I’m going to get messy and sweaty and sticky.  I don’t want to wear make-up because I don’t want it to run all over my face.  Really, you think I’m going to be in the mood to pick up guys?

Have I left anything out?  Probably.  I know had a dozen random thoughts floating in my head this morning.  I know I formulated a paragraph here and there on various topics.  I’m now waiting around for the Mystery Bookstore to open up.  Inside is the Stitch in Crime needle craft store.  I need to find out if she had some silk fiber in Tardis blue.  If so, I will pick it up at lunch.  After work, I’m going to stop at a fabric store and get some black silk.  I may get started on my Tardis Throw Pillow tonight. 

But I’ve said it before and will probably do so again, “I hate morning.” I am not a morning person.