What If?

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Last night, my daughter officially came home to live. Yay!  I’ll be blogging about that on Sunday at  http://ninjjagal.blogspot.com/ .

We were surfing the TV for entertainment yesterday evening and we came upon: 500 Days Of Summer.  I watched this movie once before.  Basically, it is a boy meets girl, girl destroys boys heart, boy can’t figure out why type of movie.  It is definitely a character driven plot, which I tend to find boring most of the time.  I like this one.

The theme to the movie, which I (and probably everyone else that watched it ’til the end) is fate. I won’t give the end of the movie away, but it definitely triggered a one way philosophical conversation in my mind…

Fate vs. Coincidence

Some of us believe in fate.

FATE: something that unavoidably befalls a person; fortune; lot … or… to predetermine, as by the decree of fate; destine.

Was it fate that I was in a motorcycle accident in 2007 which led to a snowball of events that turned my life into a sea of amazement?  I’m not sure… I like to think that I have some sort of hand in the things that happen in my life….

Some of us think everything is a coincidence.

COINCIDENCE: a striking occurrence of two or more events at one time apparently by mere chance.

Was the accident just some morbid coincidence that left me scarred and slightly broken.. not to mention screwed over by a big name corporation when it came to taking care of me…?  If not for the mounting on the pole, I’d not have gone in search of a different job. My search took me away from Auto Parts Delivery Chick, making just over minimum wage to Administrative Assistant, making twice the prior.

I could cite a thousand different scenarios and ask coincidence or fate… which do you believe?

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Are You Ready For a Zombie Party?

Yep yep… we’ve heard it a hundred times.  We’ve seen a hundred movies.  Movies about the end of the world, 2012, zombies.   It never ends!  And we fall for this constantly.  Maybe it is because as human beings, we need the stimulation.  Like a world full of drama queens, except this is a little more serious than a broken nail and a backstabbing girlfriend.

By bionicidiot
The Zombies Are Coming!

Some say that in this apocalypse that the good will be spared and that the bad and unrepentant will be cast into hell.  Some say that it will be a zombie party and the living doomed to death or eternal living death.

Well, I am prepared!  I have the Zombie Survival Guide Page A Day Calendar!  I thought that having this calendar would be a great asset to surviving  a zombie apocalypse or any other type of disaster.  It has all types of goodies and tips like getting up the steps and getting rid of said steps, how to obliterate a zombie (essential!), what kinds of weapons to use.  Damn if I didn’t throw away the first four months of pages!

If you need any help in preparing for Zombies, or any other disaster, I heartily suggest watching Zombieland with Woody Harrelson.  If you have seen it, watch it again. Not only is it amusing, it is full of tips!    The classic “double tap”  of course.  In any movie before Zombieland, we’ve seen the protagonist shoot or stab the antagonist and walk away assuming said bad guy was dead.  This left the audience yelling at the screen, frustrated that the protagonist did not make sure the bad guy was dead.

The double tap put this faux pas to rest.   I’ll leave the rest to the movie, but the double tap is paramount!

Also… very important to make sure all bases are covered.  If you are going to stay inside, for Pete’s sake make sure you have all the essentials!  This is where having a case of Twinkies is great!  They keep for years (hopefully you won’t need the Twninksters to keep that long) and they taste great!  The bad news is that you won’t be able to wash them down with an ice-cold glass of milk.  Also, if you have canned food (and I am sure you will) make sure you have a manual can opener.  An electric can opener is as useless as… well, anything utterly useless.

It is in disastrous times we tend to realize how useless technology really is.  In times of catastrophe and the world overtaken by zombies, craft and skill of the survival kind are necessary.

So dig deep into your guttural souls, dearies.  It is survival of the fittest.

Stay safe my friends!!

What Does Music Do For You?

I love music.  My grandmother frequently told me an interesting story about me as a baby.  When I was about three or six months old, I was lying in my cradle, crying.  She picked me up, she put me down, she fed me, she changed my diaper.  Still I fussed and cried.  At her wit’s end, she wound up a tiny Fisher Price music box and tossed it in the cradle.   To her amazement (and relief) I stopped crying.  Since I was just a wee lass, I can’t say that I remember this.   However, I know it to be true.

At my grandmother’s, there was an organ that once belonged to my mother.  I would sit at it every chance I got and play whatever songs were in the sheet music book.  I got bored with that easily.  To resolve my boredom, I began sitting under the organ and reaching up to play the songs without looking.

Music has always been my outlet.  I have tried my hand at a few instruments.  I played the flute in grade school but didn’t like it.  I switched to the violin, and played that for four years.  I gave up the violin.   I went into junior high school and none of the cool kids had instruments.

Eventually, I wound up lying in front of the clock radio in the back bedroom with pen and a notebook.  As I listened to the radio, I would write down the songs that came on.  I once did this for an entire weekend only getting up to eat or pee.  Hot hits played twice an hour, semi-hot hits played once every sixty to ninety minutes and the rest was up for grabs.  I must have had 30 pages of songs.  Yes, I was that dorky.

As I progressed into early adolescence, I found that I could release any emotion I was feeling by listening to music.   If I wanted to stay sad, I’d put on some Pink Floyd.  If I wanted to be happy, I’d pop in some 80’s pop or rock.

Since I had trouble speaking my mind as a young girl or showing emotion, I found that Def Leppard or Simple Minds could do a better job.  I would tape record songs and push rewind and play at least thirty times so I could write down the lyrics and eventually sing along.

Somewhere around the transition from junior high to high school, I discovered heavier rock and eventually heavy metal.   Little angels sang in my head the first time I heard Judas Priest singing “You’ve Got Another Thing Coming.”  It turned out those little angels were the voice of metal god Rob Halford.

I am still hooked.  I went through a brief rap phase, I went through a briefer country phase but still there were some songs that I truly loved from both genres and I have them on my ipod.   I suppose they are my guilty pleasures.   Hell, I even tap my fingers sometime to muzak when I am on hold.  I know, I know… so sad.  But so true.

What does music do for you?