He Has The Right To Your Life

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So this guy who has a dangerous strain of TB flies around the world spreading his little microbes o’ death like screwed up wedding confetti and  the CDC  gets out ahead of this thing and tells people not to worry – which on it’s face is pretty weird considering they don’t exactly release feel good stories on a regular basis.

And then we find out maybe that’s because:

(from Yahoo news )….

The honeymooner quarantined with a dangerous strain of tuberculosis was identified Thursday as a 31-year-old Atlanta personal injury lawyer whose new father-in-law is a CDC microbiologist specializing in the spread of TB and other bacteria. 

Okay, I’m officially stunned. 

But I’m getting away from the point I wanted to make. 

What I wanted to say is that I wish I HAD been on the plane next to this guy and that at some point he had coughed into my face.

Why?

My Goodness, to have sat next to the man whose life is more important then anyone else’s life on the entire planet?

I’d have been honored.

Original Story Here

Dark Travels

 

 

My very own version of

the All American Family

     on Vacation      

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 Last Summer Mata Dark and her family took a vacation.

Mata was almost 20 at the time and during her entire twenty years of life none of the Dark Family had set foot off of the Olympic Mountain Range in Washington State. They had never traveled further then 40 miles away from their hometown of Leaning Birches.

It’s because Mata’s Father was a workaholic and he had this thing about being replaced. He was terrified of losing his job.

” Derby, do you really believe there’s a line of people waiting for to take your job? ” Mata’s mom Rue screamed at the top of her lungs while waving around a bunch of travel pamphlets in her hand.

Mom had wanted a vacation in the worst way and she felt like if she didn’t get this trip she wouldn’t have the energy to fight for another.

Derby’s eyes crossed a little like they always do when he thinks to hard and finally he said, ” I’m sure there’s a few people who would love to do my job. And do you know what Rue? They’re probably a lot younger and smarter and quicker then me. Don’t ask me to take a chance on losing the only thing I’ve ever been good at in my life.”

Rue who’s eyes never crossed when she thought to hard lowered her voice and said ” Derby you are the hardest working man in town and you’ve earned a vacation. Promise me you’ll think about it.”

Derby who adored his wife and family as much as he adored his job gave in about a week after that argument. He came home one night from work and out of nowhere asked Rue would she mind if they took a road trip? He had a route and a destination picked out. He even had a leather folder that read “ USA TOURS” full of flyers, confirmation forms and event tickets.

The travel agent he had worked with in town had even got them t-shirts to wear.

Mata’s Mom looked through the folder and then she unfolded one of the T-Shirts and held it up. ” You’ve got to be kidding. ” was all she could think to say.

The shirt read:

                                   ” UFO PALOOZA 2006 “

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Derby smiled and shook his head. ” Pack up, we leave at Dawn “

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Mata’s brother 15-year-old brother Wilton not only wore the t-shirt the morning they left he went out to Joker’s Galore the night before and bought a set of ” Deeply Boppers” to wear on his head too.

The ” Deely Boppers ” were silver antenna with gold balls at the top that were the size of marbles. When you turned your head something in them shifted and made a crackling sound.

Mata took one long hard look at her brother, walked out the front door and then jumped on her motorcycle and rode at break neck speed into town and bought herself a set too.

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Mata and her brother Wilton had agreed with each other sometime during that very long drive that if Mom said the words, ‘ UFO’s? Are you kidding me Derby UFO’s? Our one and only vacation as a family is to celebrate something that doesn’t exist?” one more time they were both going to jump out of the car and take their chances on the New Mexico Desert, the New Mexico Sun and until they decided it sounded like fun the mutants that were suppose to have been created by the first Atomic Test back in 1945.

” Hey Mom ” Wilton asked, ” do you think there really  are Radioactive Mutants out here? “

” Well I haven’t seen any but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist…am I right Derby? “

Derby reached over and patted her shoulder and said, ” That’s the Spirit Querida “

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The little town was almost full of people dressed up like aliens, there were also a lot of people not dressed like aliens and they all seemed to know a lot about space travel and where you could get ” Saucer Burgers “, ” Milkyway Meals ” and everyone wanted to know if you were able to get reservations to stay at the ” Station 51 Hotel “

Most of the Dark Family were secretly pleased they were staying at the ” Place to Be ” for the Festival but they kept it to themselves because of the look on Rue’s face.

Rue’s face was this mask; she looked like someone had attached strings to her eyebrows and yanked them straight up.

She had speechless since they arrived in town, which was actually a relief.

Finally she opened her mouth, breathed and said ” God in Heaven ” and then she went back to the hotel and ordered a blood red steak and drank Strawberry Margaritas until she couldn’t focus her eyes.

After that she went back out and joined her family.

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Derby talked Rue into joining a UFO Watcher’s Group and by the time they got back from spending an evening learning to plot their own star charts and joined in on a few debates about the Roswell Incident and watched a video of a genuine Alien Autopsy it was obvious Rue was having a good time.

At least her eyebrows had gone back to their normal spot on her forehead and she had quit saying ” God in Heaven ” everytime someone walked by.

So it really turned out to be a good trip and on their last night Rue and Derby went out with some new friends to make arrangements to get together for next year’s festival and Mata and Wilton went shopping.

Mata and Wilton decided to go and pick up some souvenirs for their friends back home and they spent a lot of time talking to Mr. Fanshaw who ran the little Museum just around the street from the hotel. 

They talked to Mr Fanshaw about their Mom and their Dad and their home back in Washington.

Mr Fanshaw, Mata and Wilton were pleased to discover knew all about Aliens and he also knew at least an hours worth of  top drawer ghost stories and as he packed up Mata and Wilton’s purchases he asked, ” so tell me about your Mom, in the end she had a good time? Is she a believer now do you think? “

” Doubt it, ” Wilton said “she doesn’t have much going in the way of imagination.”

” Sorry to hear that…its a curse of the Modern Age ” Mr Fanshaw said sadly. Then he asked, “and what does she do for a living? “

” Homemaker, ” Mata told him ” she use to be a Phlebotomist. That’s how she met our Dad. See the offices she worked at used to get busted into and vandalized all of the time. One night she got attacked and our Dad actually saved her from being killed. They’ve been together ever since”

” And what does your Dad do? ” Mr Fanshaw asked.

” He’s a Vampire Hunter ” Wilton said from behind a stack of packages and then he and Mata thanked Mr Fanshaw for all of his time and as the two young people left the Museum Mr. Fanshaw heard Mata say ” hey Wilton we should talk to Dad about The Triangle for our next trip…”

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It Got Under My Skin

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When I was about 9 this little girl named Carla used to follow me around school and  chant, ” Anita is a black cat sitting on a Cadillac…Anita is a black cat sitting on a Cadillac. ”

She would stand there in front of me at recess or in front of my desk in class and put her hands on her hips and shake her butt from side to side and chant that damn  car slogan over and over again.

Once I asked why she was doing this and she told me it was ” because you’re a black girl ” ( actually I was an Asian Girl but Carla was on her way to being an equal opportunity bigot so brown was brown to her ).

Finally I get sick of this ( mostly because Carla was turning this concert she treated me too into a full blown musical and had her friends joining in ) and I go to my teacher and tell on Carla and what  she said and had been doing

What my teacher said will stick with me forever.

She said, ” Anita you are different,  you’re going to have to learn to have a sense of humor about certain things.”

I have a sense of humor…and I still don’t think this was funny.

What happened to Carla and my teacher?

I don’t know…so many people wearing hoods over their heads so little time to look under them all.

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The Light Goes On

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I’ve spent the afternoon drafting short stories for my blog

Anita’s Owl Creek Bridge.

At one point

I realized I had spent the day thinking about

ghosts and devils and curses

witches and cannibals

and clever ways

to bump people off.

I looked around to make sure

no one was watching

and then I laughed.

 

 

Don’t Mess With The Google Man

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Okay.

Fun is fun,

 I know people have been asking Google dumb questions just to see what sort of answers it will spit out.

My friend Terry- who in a court of law could be convicted of robbing me of the five minutes of my life that are gone forever-  talked me into doing this thing:

I was supposed  to ask for the Directions to London ….from New York.

I’ve learned three things from this incident:

1. If Terry ever sends me a message again that starts out with the line ” Try this ” I’m going  to stab myself in the head with a pen to stop myself from ‘trying this’.

And if I do it, I’m going to stab myself in both of my eyes with pens for being so stupid as to fall for that line a second time.

2. According to Google IF YOU DRIVE FROM NEW YORK TO LONDON it will take you 29 days and 10 Hours

3. If you haven’t got the hint yet and realized Google is fully aware that you’ve just made the Cyber Version of a crank phone call to their house in the middle of the night-  then I should add that they direct you to turn right on Central Street, after you do that you are to take another right at Long Wharf….

then Google tells you to start swimming.

That is SO much more subtle then telling someone to go and jump in a lake.

Google….they know all and they see all and if you mess with them they’ll mess you up back.

 

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Art Is So Funny

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I had this picture above my desk at work and people used to like to stop and take a look at it ( it’s a seemingly refreshing change from the pictures of devils and tombstones that I’ve tacked to my ” wall of weird ” over the years ).

Then one day a co-worker stopped by and  gushed about the lovely old photo- the composition, the art, the meaning behind the picture.

” She’s dead ” I said.

” Well, ” my co-worker snapped ” of course she’s probably dead by now- that’s a really old picture ”

” Listen, ” I said ” SHE IS DEAD. She was dead when they took the picture, she was dead when they developed the picture,  she was dead when they framed the picture. That is a picture of a DEAD WOMAN.

” No she isn’t

” Yeah- I’m pretty sure sure she is ” I said.

Now days I could hang a dead moose from my wall  and I can promise you not one single person is going to stop by my desk to ask me about it.

They’d ignore it- even if it attracted flies and it smelled really, really bad. I’m pretty sure people would be very happy to  pretend like it wasn’t there hanging from paper clips and staples ( which is  all I have at my desk ) decomposing away.

Art is SO funny.

By The Way

To my friends who are using the term ” Illegal Alien “…. let me make something clear to you…THIS is what an  Illegal Alien looks like.

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Got it?

Good.

Later.

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Exorcising Censorship

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My kids hate it when I tell this story- so of course I try to find a new venue for it at least once a year

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I have this hard and fast rule about books in my house- they’re there to be read. I’m not going to hide them or put them on a ‘tall shelf’ and keep them from ( as my sister-in-law use to call kids ) ‘ little people’.

Plus, it was going to be a challange to get one of my kids to read at all so I really went over board with letting them both know how special certain books were and if they were lucky I’d let them read some of mine one day.

When my sons were about 8 & 9 years old they were fascinated with my Stephen King collection- for some reason they wanted to know what was inside of those books.

Really, the reason wasn’t exactly a mystery.

See, when I got the chance to actually SIT and read I had this rule- if you bug me you’re going to get a blast from the Super-Soaker ( that’s a water gun and YES I made good on that threat ).

So of course not only did they want to know who this writer was- they wanted to get into the head of a person who could shut their Mom up for hours at a time.

I was sort of bossy and loud back in the day so frankly they were in awe of the power Mr King had over me.

Of course they weren’t ready to actually read King’s books so they did the next best thing.

They watched his movies.

When ” It ” was on TV- that was the Mini-Series based on the novel, my kids snuck out of bed, hid behind the couch and watched the show.

I had no idea they were doing that but when I started to hear references to the story turning up in dinner time conversation I pointed out this stuff was pretty scary and it might give them nightmares.

Of course it did- not that they would fess up to that.

They blamed it on ‘ stomach problems’.

Both of them hate clowns to this day.

Then it happened-  my 10 year old son got his hands on my  first edition copy of the ” The Exorcist ” and he and my youngest son snuck it into their room and read it.

The next morning I go to their room to get them up for school and there’s my copy of the Exorcist- on the floor just outside their bedroom door and sitting on top of it is one of my weights.

Of course this gets stranger- my kids are sleeping on their floor surrounded by  their stuffed animals and they’re both wearing their soccer uniforms and bicycle helmets.

They’ve got their plastic ” Ninja ” swords clutched in their hands and when I woke them up I said,

“Hey guys…get up for school- the power of Christ compels you.”

The sound those boys made when they started screaming…all I can say is that  after over 13 years when I think back on it… it’s still pretty  funny.

So did that teach my kids to not read things they’re told they SHOULDN’T read?

I’m glad to say the answer is no.

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