I’ve got Halloween Fever, and I’ve got it bad!!
Need I say more???
It is time to get geared up for Halloween. Shiloh and I started with a batch of our six-word stories, on a seasonal theme. Below are the 13 I wrote, the ones I got my Mum to write, and the link to Shiloh’s posted on her blog.
Kiss a frog? I’ll get warts!
Dancing shadows can excite the imagination.
Looming shadow groans. Is it Frankenstein?
Stalking the prey. Carefully placed footsteps.
A gleam of fangs. Vampyre’s kiss.
To do list- tune up broom.
Blood of flitter-mouse goes in cauldron.
Harvest mandrake root for serious magic.
Tiny princess runs from bogeyman brother.
Trick or treat shout costumed children.
Goblin wants my candy. Must run!
Goodie bag stretches, too much candy.
One more story before bed kids.
After I had these 13 I thought of another-
Too much candy? Take this medicine.
Zombies attack. Flee, flee! Too late.
Black Cats. HIgh fence. Night music.
In her hair, Bat’s beware- Batmobile!
Vampire Picnic. Midnite tonight. Blood Bank.
Conjure sleep. Count spiders, not sheep.
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This started Sunday evening when I was chatting with Shiloh, who shared her blog’s new look (http://sunnydreamer.net/2010/6word-duel.shtml ) and a couple of her recent posts. One was a fun and easy one with six-word stories. When I went quiet for bit, she challenged me to a Six-Word Story Duel.
We started tossing ideas back and forth, and here is what we came up with. To me it feels Haiku-esque. This is one of those fun challenges that can wake up sleepy Muses, and give you a chuckle at the same time.
He dangled temptation, she steadfastly refused.
Jagged lightning strikes! Fire feasts greedily.
Placid appearance aside, cats can hunt.
Children: angelic asleep, whirling dervishes awake.
A gleam of fangs, vampyre’s kiss.
Uprooted trees. Roofless home–tornado’s carnage.
Stalking the prey. Carefully placed footsteps.
Man in tights and cape. Delusional.
Dancing shadows can excite your imagination.
Their first kiss? Awkward, must practice.
Ripples of laughter. Please, not me!
With one click, her money disappeared.
Break in concentration, brother’s welcome voice.
Should we stop or keep going?
Conversation twisted interestingly. What’s going on?
Homeless ghost will haunt undesirable Guests.
Horse stumbles. Odds go sky-high.
Adrenaline. Rapid heartbeats. Hunter and hunted.
After we had written this much, Shiloh and I started getting a touch silly as we discussed working on our posts.
Shiloh sent me the following message: “Better get posting, instead of being caught up in the romantic music playing! *laughs*”
I saw one of my infamous cartoons in my head and had to share it with Shiloh: ‘I can see the two of us, at apposite ends of a dusty mining town’s main street, arms and legs akimbo, doing the fast draw, but instead of our six-guns firing bullets, they are shooting six-word stories.”
Shiloh gleefully added: “or words in general?”
To which I responded: “Welllll… It is a Six-Word Story Duel.”
Shiloh topped that with: “And people taking cover for fear of being buried in a mound of words!”
And that, my dears, is how my tales often begin
Ladies and gentlemen, attention please
Come in close so everyone can see
I got a tale to tell
A listen don’t cost a dime
And if you believe that we’re gonna get along just fine
Now I’ve been travelin’ all around
I heard trouble’s come to your town
Well I’ve got a little somethin’
Guaranteed to ease your mind
It’s call Snake Oil y’all
It’s been around for a long, long time
Say, your crops’ll burn if it don’t rain soon
Ain’t seen a drop since the tenth of June
Well I can open up the sky
People never fear
If you ain’t impressed yet, just tell me what you wanna hear
Well you lost your farm so you moved to town
You get a job, they shut the factory down
Now you sit around all day long feelin’ sad and blue
You need Snake Oil y’all, tell you what I’m gonna do
I can heal the sick, I can mend the lame
And the blind shall see again, it’s all the same
Well ain’t your President good to you
Knocked ’em dead in Libya, Grenada too
Now he’s taking his show a little further down the line
Well, ‘tween me and him people, you’re gonna get along just fine
Those of you that have known me for more than a few month know my abiding interest in ‘Alternative Medicine’ . My family has come to love and accept that part of me, so much so, that they will choose my herbals over prescription medications for pain relief. My brother Matt, has taken to calling my Bay Leaf Massage Oil ‘Snake Oil’. Bay Leaf Oil is good for so much more than sore muscles, it kicks migraines right out of my head, soothes allergies, and you can use it (from a seperate bottle of course) to braise a beef roast before popping it in the Crock=Pot to simmer all day.
Both my Mum and brother Matt ask for that oil frequently, and when I say I can make them up a small bottle to use when they need it, they both say, “It only works when you do it!”
I also keep a tiny spray bottle of Bay Leaf oil handy for our cats, I use that instead of a poison treatment for ear mites. It washes all of the ear mites out of their ears, and it isn’t dangerous to the cats’ health, in fact, it helps them pass hairballs easily.
Another way to use the bay leaf oil is to soak it into the wood of cupboards and drawers, bay leaf oil is an amazing insect repellant, and is safe for food, kids and pets.
Mum, in particular, appreciates it enough to spring for the oil and herbs to make my different oils. She especially appreciates the Sage Oil I make for her psoriasis, and the Arthritis Oil of Bay Leaf and Chillie Peppers.
The marvellous thing about these herbals is how easy they are to make and use. All you do is take a quart bottle of extra-virgin olive oil, add 12-18 large Bay Leaves (Laurus nobilis), and sit the jar or bottle on a sunny windowsill for 4-6 weeks. Be sure to label the bottle without covering up the sides. It is safest to use both the common and scientific name when labelling herbals; the common name may change from region to region, but the scientific name remains the same all over the world.
“If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body. You are the continuation of each of these people.”
~Thich Nhat Hanh~
There are any number of people (I’m one) who talk about what their ancestors did and who their ancestors were. I can’t remember the quote I read about someone bragging about their ancestors is like a turnip; the best part of them is underground.
I’m also one of those who wonder if the tall tales of ancestors are the truth or not.
Can someone prove that his or her ancestor was tossing tea into the Boston Harbor? Was someone’s Great-Great-great-Great Uncle was supposed to go to Little Big Horn with Yellow Hair, but they were ill and the fort Doctor said no to them going?
How can one go about proving their boasts on generations past? Simple, you do your family tree, or have it done. Shiloh and I are doing this, and see the opportunity for a lot of writing, both journalistic and creative.
I have been doing mine for about 6 months now and have followed one branch of eight Great-Grandparents all the way back to the 7th century. I doubt I’ll see any more go back that far but you never know.
Shiloh has been working on hers for a couple weeks so she’s still in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries. We both hope to find ancestors in common.
I hope to prove that there is Native American in my family tree. Shiloh wants to know more about her Danish ancestors.
We both want to do a series of posts about where our ancestors were during a specific historical event. Par example, both of our families were already here in the U. S. for the Civil War/War of Northern Aggression.
Since this is a joint project, you’ll be able to access all the posts we make on each of our personal blogs. We’ll provide an archive and links to the posts so you’ll be able to track our progress.
Here is where you will be able to access everything from Shiloh’s Blog:
Below is a taste of living history- 2010 is the 150th anniversary of the Pony Express here in the US.
I read a book many years ago, and many times called “Mustang-Wild Spirit of the West” , in the book “Wild Horse Annie” testifies before the US Supreme Court, that the Mustang, then being hunted for meat, was the only horse the Pony Express would use for the very difficult mountain terrain.
The wiry, compactly tough little mustang was a descendant of the Andalusian horses brought here by the Conquistadores, and then bred with horses that escaped or were ‘borrowed’ from white settlers during the days of the Wild West.
Relive the Excitement! Witness the 150th Pony Express Re-Ride.
If you missed the April 3, 2010, 150th celebration of the launch of the Pony Express, you won’t want to miss the National Pony Express Association’s Annual Re-Ride over the 1,966 mile route of the Pony Express National Historic Trail from California, through Nevada, Utah, Wyoming, Nebraska, Colorado, and Kansas to Missouri, June 6 to 26, 2010. The event commemorates the Pony Express of 1860-1861. This year marks the 150th Anniversary of the Pony Express. The Central Overland and California Pikes Peak Express Company carried letters and telegrams for 19 months to prove the Central Route through Salt Lake passable year round. The owners hoped to win a federal mail contract on that route. Pony Express history is preserved in the federally designated Historic Trail, administered by the National Park Service, in museums, Pony Rider monuments, books, and the annual re-creations by the NPEA.
Normally, this Re-Ride is a 10-day, 24-hour a day, non-stop event by over 500 riders and horses. In 2010 the Annual Re-Ride will divert to all daytime hours in most places. This gives the Divisions and other entities/communities a chance to hold a celebration. The mail will be carried by rivercraft from San Francisco to Sacramento before the start of the re-ride .
Each of the eight “Pony Express” states (California, Nevada, Utah, Wyoming, Nebraska, Colorado, Kansas, and Missouri) will also celebrate the 150th Anniversary of the Pony Express with events of their own, as well as, creating their own souvenirs.
The Re-Ride concludes on Saturday, June 26, 2010, at the Patee House Museum. In honor of the conclusion of the National Pony Express Association’s annual re-ride, at 10 a.m. the Missouri chapter of the NPEA will hold a colorful circa-1860 procession from the foot of Francis Street at the St. Joseph riverfront through downtown St. Joseph, past the famed Pony Express statue and original stables at the Pony Express Museum…ending with the arrival of the horses and mochila (mail bag) at the Patee House Museum, site of the original Pony Express headquarters. In a moving ceremony, commemorative letters carried from California will be turned over to the US Postal Service for delivery in St. Joseph-just like in the days of the Pony Express! Admission to the Patee House is $5 for adults and $3 for students; Admission to the Jesse James Home is $3 for adults and $1.50 for students, www.ponyexpressjessejames.com; (816) 232-8206.
St. Joseph, MO, has created a PX150 Sesquicentennial Facebook Page full of information happening around St. Joseph during 2010 for this anniversary year. Click HERE for additional information about the history of the Pony Express, 2010 Pony Express Sesquecentennial Event Calendar, and FREE downloads for your mobile phone.
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Last Friday I saw a film on the Chiller Channell that I spent the next four days raving to Mum about. The day after that Matt found it at Bookmans’ and had them hold it until we had the money to buy it. We paid what we felt was a tad much for a used DVD, $12 US. It is worth every penny though.
The story was chilling, the sets and costumes were perfect for the era, 1928-32, I fell in love with the cars and the sets. All those high-ceilinged rooms, with ice boxes, hand-tatted lace and those beautiful old radios.
The characters were all believable, and so three dimenbsional, from the main character- the infamous child-killer and cannibal, Albert Fish, to the police officers at the missing persons bureau. The actor who portrayed Albert Fish was amazing, he could say something as simple as “I’m starving.” and send chills down your spine.
Individual scenes stand out, like the one when Albert Fish kidnaps Grace Budd, everything else, people, clothes, buildings, streets, even the light seems greyed and dirty, except for the ill-fated Grace, clad in her snowy, pristine Confirmation Dress, with perfectly white hat, gloves, stockings and shoes.
Later, Albert is seen cutting a piece of meat from Grace’s remains and sniffs it in a transport of gustatory delight. The actor portraying Albert Fish manages to make a cheerful old man whstling as he worked as a labourer, and buying candy for neighbours’ children someone utterly terrifying, to the point his voice alone can send chills down your spine.
Everyone from the producers to the behind-the-scenes-that-aren’t-listed people did excellent jobs. This is a film that can be watched more than once and you will see things with subsequent viewings that you missed before that make the film one worth buying.