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Friday, February 16, 2007
Odd Friday
Looking for a man? I can totally hook you up -- and they can't run away either. Check out these prisoners of love, just waiting for you. Did that pique your interest? You can find your soulmate here.
Seriously, I don't mean to sound snarky. My imagination is running wild. Some of those bad boys are looking mighty good, I must say. All they have to do is read, workout and dream about women they can't have. Maybe a mousy, repressed academic type contacts an inmate doing some research, yeah? Turns out he's a hardcase who came from the wrong side of the tracks, but he can't resist our girl. Damn but I love me a rough, tough bastard who talks with his fists to other men but is oh-so gentle with his woman. (For this reason I loved Marv from Sin City.) They fall in love through letters... and then he gets out... (swoon!) I could totally write that.
So Lainey tagged me with a "6-10 weird things about you" meme, and what better way to round out Odd Friday? (In celebration of odd, ya'll should read the "Odd" series by Dean Koontz. I love Odd Thomas.) Anyway. Here are the weirdest things about me.
10) The TV show Sightings did a study on me.
9) A psychic once told me I'm a lightning rod for the paranormal, but she didn't know the half of it. I can tell when I walk into a building whether something otherworldly lives there.
8) I can put my right foot behind my head, but not my left. Only double-jointed one on side?
7) I've been run over by my own car when no one was driving it.
6) I've seen dead people. Dean Koontz is right, they don't speak. At least the ones I've seen haven't.
5) I grew up in a haunted house.
4) It's not safe for me to touch a Ouija board.
3) In 1997, I died for twenty seconds. It didn't take.
2) Once when I called a spirit and asked for proof of its presence, every crystal candle holder in the room shattered.
1) I'm afraid of clowns. The summer after my freshman year in college, I got a job at a service station, intending to be a clerk. They gave me a costume instead and sent me to grand openings to entertain children and pass out balloons. As a clown.
Almost forgot, this is meme stuff is viral, which means I am supposed to tag four people. So Jacqueline, Michele, Cora and Terri, work your weirdness!
Author's note -- I no longer mess with the paranormal. As I have two lovely children, it would be reckless and irresponsible to invite things into our home that I might not be able to banish and that might harm them.
Seriously, I don't mean to sound snarky. My imagination is running wild. Some of those bad boys are looking mighty good, I must say. All they have to do is read, workout and dream about women they can't have. Maybe a mousy, repressed academic type contacts an inmate doing some research, yeah? Turns out he's a hardcase who came from the wrong side of the tracks, but he can't resist our girl. Damn but I love me a rough, tough bastard who talks with his fists to other men but is oh-so gentle with his woman. (For this reason I loved Marv from Sin City.) They fall in love through letters... and then he gets out... (swoon!) I could totally write that.
So Lainey tagged me with a "6-10 weird things about you" meme, and what better way to round out Odd Friday? (In celebration of odd, ya'll should read the "Odd" series by Dean Koontz. I love Odd Thomas.) Anyway. Here are the weirdest things about me.
10) The TV show Sightings did a study on me.
9) A psychic once told me I'm a lightning rod for the paranormal, but she didn't know the half of it. I can tell when I walk into a building whether something otherworldly lives there.
8) I can put my right foot behind my head, but not my left. Only double-jointed one on side?
7) I've been run over by my own car when no one was driving it.
6) I've seen dead people. Dean Koontz is right, they don't speak. At least the ones I've seen haven't.
5) I grew up in a haunted house.
4) It's not safe for me to touch a Ouija board.
3) In 1997, I died for twenty seconds. It didn't take.
2) Once when I called a spirit and asked for proof of its presence, every crystal candle holder in the room shattered.
1) I'm afraid of clowns. The summer after my freshman year in college, I got a job at a service station, intending to be a clerk. They gave me a costume instead and sent me to grand openings to entertain children and pass out balloons. As a clown.
Almost forgot, this is meme stuff is viral, which means I am supposed to tag four people. So Jacqueline, Michele, Cora and Terri, work your weirdness!
Author's note -- I no longer mess with the paranormal. As I have two lovely children, it would be reckless and irresponsible to invite things into our home that I might not be able to banish and that might harm them.
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I have, however, been dead longer than you. My heart stopped for a full five minutes as a result of a severe asthma attack back in July of 2003. No tunnels, no lights, no dead relatives beckoning from the other side. I just don't remember anything about those five minutes (as well as perhaps the 10 minutes leading up to when I became unconscious which my mind has blissfully blocked out to protect me from the trauma).
-I can put the right foot behind my neck, or grab the ankle and extend like a rockette...but not the left
-I frequently freak my husband out by picking up the phone seconds before it rings...a lot of the time I know who it is as well
-I like Dean Koontz too....okay, so that's not so weird :)
I've never died, but I did correspond with a prisoner years ago when I was deep into my F-the parents routine. His letters were hard to read because he couldn't spell at all and the pencil was so smudged. Sweaty palms do ya think? *shudder*
Good job, Annie!
Lainey, the first two are rather cool things to have in common. I'm waiting on the legions to descend and call me crazy. I don't typically talk about this stuff much because people tend to have one of two reactions. The first group thinks I'm a total whack-job and demand evidence, but I don't need to prove anything to anyone. I know what's happened in my life. The second group becomes overly fascinated with me (which is just as awful in its way). It's nice to see you guys do neither, which just goes to show I have great taste in friends. :)
No afterlife experiences for me, but I've had a few paranormal experiences - both in our new house, and in our old. Mostly dream type stuff, or knowing someone needed me and reaching them before they could call me, etc. Then there are the ghost lanterns... They are like wil'o wisps, only they happen indoors with no known source. It basically looks like a baseball sized floating orb of flame. It lasts anywhere from a few seconds to a minute or two, then vanishes. In our old house we had three occur, and they were always bright fire orange and appeared only in the kitchen near the dinette table. In the new house they are bright gas blue, and have been seen floating from the dining room and down the hallway. These have been witnessed by at least three people visiting our house. I guess as long as no one vanishes in the closet and starts talking through the TV we'll be A-ok. ^_^