I've tried every fortune-telling device there is: crystal balls, eight balls, tarot cards, tea leaves, Chinese fortune sticks, animal teeth. I've had a lot of luck in my life, both the good and bad variety, but mostly good. I can't complain. An ancient philosopher once noted the road up and down are the same road; my dad merely said, From the shithouse to the penthouse and back again. Both trips give you insight, the only thing I ever really wanted from life, the truth I tried prying out of all those instruments of the future perfect tense. Or perhaps that's not the whole truth -- I wanted reassurance. That everything would be okay, that nothing bad would happen. And yet it did, and weirdly that was okay.
After I recovered from my ruptured appendix, a lot of my hair fell out. Seriously it did not like the anaesthesia and apparently enjoyed falling out in clumps as retaliation. My metabolism went awry, like a compass that couldn't find north. Not big deals in the long run, not at all. My hair grew back, my weight stopped bouncing up and down. I still like all the metaphysical stuff, still enjoy imagining what may or may not be. You never know where the car is going to take you. The main thing is to pay attention to what is passing outside the window.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Oh, that I had wings like a dove. For then I would fly away, and be at rest." Psalms 55:6
Cocktail Hour
Biography suggestion: Molly Ivins: A Rebel Life by Bill Minutaglio and W. Michael Smith
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Tuesday! As to Tim, thanks so much for the sweet compliment on the new color. I'm about to do something new, but no worries, I'll always stay dark. I once tried blonde streaks with my dear Stacey at the helm and even she could see that there was no doing and my hair revolted against them. As for Dave, thanks for the correction in gender on the last post -- as to your suggestions for male company, I shall take it to heart. Paging Ray Drecker . . . As for castration jokes and marriage, I think you're only in a totally sexless marriage if your wife forces you to put an "I Love My Wife" bumper sticker on your car.
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I know Lana lost a lot of hair after anesthesia. I don't know why that should be. Guess I'll have to look it up.
Michelle,
I hope I never have to be anesthetized.
I've always been fascinated by the Tarot and the Runes. I have a set of Runes, but I've never tried to use them for divination purposes. Supposedly, you must carve a set of Runes yourself, and stain them with your own blood to have them work properly. I'm OK with the blood part, but my woodcarving skills are lacking. One day I may give it a try, though.
Hope you're having a god week, Darlin'. Take care! :)
Hi M. I was wondering why my hair is falling out. it has nothing to do with age,ha,ha.
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Bella, We used to sneak any use the Ouiji board. I also went to school with a strange, albino-ish girl that could see into the future. I swear she really was quite prophtic. Of course, I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame! xo
I hear you on the anasthesia, particularly after having 2 surgeries just a few months apart. No wonder it looks like we have dogs around here!
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