Me and Pam: Week One, Day Seven

Oh!  You want more ideas?  What you think this is, an idea-shop?

Yeah, yeah it is.  You want fries with that?

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a) Grab your crafting box, get out the beads.  If you don’t got no beads, break apart the necklaces you don’t like.  Voila!  Beads!  Make earrings, decorate t-shirts… make creepy little beaded voodoo dollies.  Do a little voodoo on your ex-boyfriend.  Not too evil.

b) Find something broken in your home.  Either throw it out, mend it, or use it to make something else. ETA: don’t break something just in order to have something to use!  Unless, you know… you wanna.

c) Go through your pile of to-be-thrown-out newspapers and magazines, make a collage.  Make a my-life-in-five-years collage.  Include a Tesla!

Ha, think I’ve got the hang of this…  oh no, that was the last one of the week!

 

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Random Quest – 11/12/2017

And I meant to get back to this new project straight away!  Oh well, three days, not bad.

To recap from my 08/12/2017 post, then:

In this series, I’ll take a random element – words out of a random word generator online, out of a casually grabbed book, a snatch of conversation on the radio – and interpret them.  Or possibly interpret the results of inputting these few random terms into the searchbox of a website – Twitter or Youtube or any one of a number of others.  Interpret, in the sense of give meaning to them, a nudge from the Universe, a voice in the (tinfoil-hatted) head, a prod between the shoulderblades.

And the words that a roll of the dice – metaphorically – got me, that time?

soup, ant, knee.  And knitting.  I always want to add ‘knitting’.

OK, let’s looka these.  Soup, ant, knee.  Yeah, I love soup, love making soup, love eating soup.  It’s a BIG LOVE.

Ants, ants mean community and hard work to me.

And knee?  Uhhhh…  knees are a fragile, misconceived design flaw in the human body, that tend to start picking up wear and tear and breaking down at 40 or so.

So… I think the Great God Random Word Generator is telling me…  focus on your Big Loves, your Big Big Loves.  Work your arse off, work like an ant works, don’t even pause for breath.  Build community, participate, be glad to do your bit. Remember all things must pass, and you gotta love and appreciate what and who you got, while you got it.  And them.

Then, fling knitting into the mix.  Knitting vids make life better.  So, make life better.  Do it.

image – Linus Bohman https://www.flickr.com/photos/bohman/ licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/, no modifications

Folks, I present to you my random interpretation of the mysterious messages of the universe, 11/12/2017 style.  /bows low, flourishes.  Boshes a top hat on head, bunny scarpers off stage left.

Random Quest – 08/12/2017

image – Jan (Arny) Messersmith https://www.flickr.com/photos/boogieswithfish/ licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/, not modified

The inaugural post in an occasional series!  (I was going to call it Random Element, and then I thought no, let’s honour the fantabulous sf short story by John Wyndham.  Excellent, recommended, go forth and read it!)

image – Holly https://www.flickr.com/photos/strangefrontier/ licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/2.0/ not modified

In this series, I’ll take a random element – words out of a random word generator online, out of a casually grabbed book, a snatch of conversation on the radio – and interpret them.  Or possibly interpret the results of inputting these few random terms into the searchbox of a website – Twitter or Youtube or any one of a number of others.  Interpret, in the sense of give meaning to them, a nudge from the Universe, a voice in the (tinfoil-hatted) head, a prod between the shoulderblades.

image – John Keogh https://www.flickr.com/photos/jvk/ licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/2.0/, not modified

Hey, it’s every bit as valid as friggin’ astrology, ‘kay?  And it keeps me amused, out of trouble and off the streets.  Where’s the bad?

Today’s random quest – soup, ant, knee.  And knitting.  I always want to add ‘knitting’.

 

hello darkness*

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http://rcdow.org.uk/vocations/blog/a-novena-for-peace-and-renewal/

This is one of the first page results I got from a random-word Google search today.  It’s the one that sprung out immediately and caught the eye on the page, although not the first result as such.  Interesting, huh?  Got to admit, I’m always picking up signs and interpreting messages.  I blame Pam Grout.

This, though?

Sometimes, the universe just needs a kick.

 

Image – Alex Antropov https://www.flickr.com/photos/51686021@N07/ licence https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/

*ya know where it comes from.  you oughtta.

 

 

look what you made us do

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During prayer today – yeah, I pray, the full on-yer-knees-eyes-closed-surrender-to-the-universe procedure – I was asking for lovable people in my life. (I got lovable peeps already. But who couldn’t use a few more?)

And the answer I got back –

(Yeah, I get answers back when I pray. I talk to God all the time. Me and the big guy, we’re like that.)

What? Oh yeah, the answer. What the Holy Dude whispered in my ear – quiet, subtle, only slightly snippy – was, ‘Everyone is lovable. Not a soul will be counted irredeemable, in the final weighing-in. Love all of them.’

Damn.

But fine. Fine. God is so annoying when he’s… right.

I’ll get right on that, then. Loving each and every little fucker – ahem, each radiant soul – that I encounter on a daily basis. No matter what. No matter what.

I’ll love those little fuckers into the ground.

 

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Post-Life Options, A, B and C – Paranormal Gay Romance

Buy Post-Life Options A, B And C by Alex Ankarr!

Cole is in love, but it doesn’t do him a lot of good. That’s because he’s in love with the ghost who’s haunting him, the ghost of his fire-fighter neighbour Sam, who died six months ago. If only either of them had admitted back then that they were in love with each other, how much simpler things would have been…

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