Legend Of The Tommy Knockers

from Teller Colorado History 

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They ( the Miners ) believed that while working down in a mine the ghosts or spirits of dead miners who had been killed in mines would come to claim their souls. 

When all was quiet down in the mine shaft sometimes the miners would hear a taping, the sound of a pick hitting rock. 

 This was the sound of a Tommy Knocker and many, many times when this sound was heard there would soon be a cave in of the mine and many miners lost their lives this way. 

Therefore, when the miners heard this sound those who believed in the Tommy Knockers would run from the mine and would not return to work in it again. 

consider this: what it would feel like if you woke up one night and heard that sound coming from under your bed.

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Do You Believe?

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People debate it all of the time- with themselves, with each other and I think it’s a waste of time. 

Ghosts are for real…and if they aren’t they should be because when it comes right down to it, we all need a good story now and then.

And  good stories make for good times.

So read this article and remember…it’s FIVE MORE DAYS!

and that cool breath of air on your neck.

it’s just me…

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That’s the spirit: Belief in ghosts high

By ALAN FRAM and TREVOR TOMPSON, Associated Press

Those things that go bump in the night? About one-third of people believe they could be ghosts.

And nearly one out of four, 23 percent, say they’ve actually seen a ghost or felt its presence, finds a pre-Halloween poll by The Associated Press and Ipsos.

One is Misty Conrad, who says she fled her rented home in Syracuse, Ind., after her daughter began talking to an unseen girl named Nicole and neighbors said children had been murdered in the house. That was after the TV and lights began flicking on at night.

“It kind of creeped you out,” Conrad, 40, of Hampton, Va., recalled this week. “I needed to get us out.”

About one out of five people, 19 percent, say they accept the existence of spells or witchcraft. Nearly half, 48 percent, believe in extrasensory perception, or ESP.

The most likely candidates for ghostly visits include single people, Catholics and those who never attend religious services. By 31 percent to 18 percent, more liberals than conservatives report seeing a specter.

Those who dismissed the existence of ghosts include Morris Swadener, 66, a Navy retiree from Kingston, Wash.

He says he shot one with his rifle when he was a child.

“I woke up in the middle of the night and saw a white ghost in my closet,” he said. “I discovered I’d put a hole in my brand new white shirt. My mother and father were not amused.”

Three in 10 have awakened sensing a strange presence in the room. For whatever it says about matrimony, singles are more likely than married people to say so.

Fourteen percent — mostly men and lower-income people — say they have seen a UFO. Among them is Danny Eskanos, 44, an attorney in Palm Harbor, Fla., who says as a Colorado teenager he watched a bright light dart across the sky, making abrupt stops and turns.

“I knew a little about airplanes and helicopters, and it was not that,” he said. “It’s one of those things that sticks in your mind.”

Spells and witchcraft are more readily believed by urban dwellers, minorities and lower-earning people. Those who find credibility in ESP are more likely to be better educated and white — 51 percent of college graduates compared to 37 percent with a high school diploma or less, about the same proportion by which white believers outnumber minorities.

Overall, the 48 percent who accept ESP is less than the 66 percent who gave that answer to a similar 1996 Newsweek question.

One in five say they are at least somewhat superstitious, with young men, minorities, and the less educated more likely to go out of their way to seek luck. Twenty-six percent of urban residents — twice the rate of those from rural areas — said they are superstitious, while single men were more superstitious than unmarried women, 31 percent to 17 percent.

The most admitted-to superstition, by 17 percent, was finding a four-leaf clover. Thirteen percent dread walking under a ladder or the groom seeing his bride before their wedding, while slightly smaller numbers named black cats, breaking mirrors, opening umbrellas indoors, Friday the 13th or the number 13.

Generally, women were more superstitious than men about four-leaf clovers, breaking mirrors or grooms prematurely seeing brides. Democrats were more superstitious than Republicans over opening umbrellas indoors, while liberals were more superstitious than conservatives over four-leaf clovers, grooms seeing brides and umbrellas.

Then there’s Jack Van Geldern, a computer programmer from Riverside, Conn. Now 51, Van Geldern is among the 5 percent who say they have seen a monster in the closet — or in his case, a monster’s face he spotted on the wall of his room as a child.

“It was so terrifying I couldn’t move,” he said. “Needless to say I survived the event and never saw it again.”

The poll, conducted Oct. 16-18, involved telephone interviews with 1,013 adults and had a margin of sampling error of plus or minus 3.1 percentage points.

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AP News Survey Specialist Dennis Junius contributed to this report.

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The Bee’s Knees Award Goes To….

TONY LA STELLA

 

!!!! MY FAVORITE SINGER !!!!

HE’S GOT ONE HECK OF A VOICE

HE’S COOL

HE SINGS SWING MUSIC

PLUS

HE’S ITALIAN

NEED I SAY MORE?

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Trick Or Treat?

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What do you get when you cross a vampire and a snowman?
Frostbite…

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Do zombies eat popcorn with their fingers?
No, they eat the fingers separately…

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Why don’t skeletons ever go out on the town?
Because they don’t have any body to go out with…

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And here’s a few Halloween Superstitions…

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  • If a bat flies around a house three times, it is considered to be a death omen.

  • A person born on Halloween can both see and talk to spirits.

  • *You should walk around your home three times backwards and counterclockwise before sunset on Halloween to ward off evil spirits

    HALLOWEEN TRIVIA- HURRAH!

    Halloween was brought to North America by immigrants from Europe who would celebrate the harvest around a bonfire, share ghost stories, sing, dance and tell fortunes. 

    Orange and black are Halloween colors because orange is associated with the Fall harvest and black is associated with darkness and death. 

    There are no words in the dictionary that rhyme with orange, the color of pumpkin. 

    According to folklore, the jack-o-lantern got his name from a man named Jack.Turnips and beets served as the original jack-o-lanterns.

    Jack o lanterns originated in Ireland where people placed candles in hollowed-out turnips to keep away spirits and ghosts on the Samhain holiday. Mexico celebrates ‘The Day of the Dead’ instead of Halloween. 

    Pumpkins also come in white, blue and green. Great for unique monster carvings! 

    Pumpkins originated in Central America. When Europeans arrived in the New World, they found pumpkins plentiful and used in cooking by Native Americans. They took seeds back to Europe where they quickly became popular. 

    Growing big pumpkins is a big time hobby. Top prize money for the biggest giant pumpkin is as much as $25,000 dollars at fall festivals. 

    A pumpkin is a berry in the cucurbitaceae family, which also includes melons, cucumbers, squash and gourds. All these plants are native to the Americas.

    Halloween is the 2nd most commercially successful holiday, with Christmas being the first. People spend as much as over $2.5 billion during Halloween on candies, costumes, decorations and parties. Halloween candy sales average about 2 billion dollars annually in the United States. 

    Chocolate candy bars top the list as the most popular candy for trick-or-treaters with Snickers . 

    It is believed that the Irish began the tradition of Trick or Treating. In preparation for All Hallow’s Eve, Irish townsfolk would visit neighbors and ask for contributions of food for a feast in the town. 

    The ancient Celts thought that spirits and ghosts roamed the countryside on Halloween night. They began wearing masks and costumes to avoid being recognized as human. 

    Black cats were once believed to be witch’s familiars who protected their powers.

    Samhainophobia is an intense fear of Halloween.

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    for some Halloween Reading please visit

    Anita’s Owl Creek Bridge

    or

    Mrs. Parson’s House

    NASA RULZ!

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    I always knew that those guys at NASA were way cool-

    they explore space and ride around in rockets PLUS they don’t have a problem with women drivers.

    Today I found out they even  have sense of humor…because according to site meter someone from NASA visited my blog today…

    they didn’t go for the Cat Litter Cake post…or God Chat or the very, very famous Bruce Campbell pagenope click here to see what they peeked at…….

    Smart, brave and a sense of humor. 

    If NASA were a man I’d kiss him on the mouth.

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    Recent tors by Location

    nasa.gov ? (U.S. Government)
    National Aeronautics and Space Association)
    National Aeronautics and Space Association

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    Hey Dawg I mean Gawd

     

    Hey Big “G” look who stopped by for God Chat

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    …just messin’ with you Dawg.

    Okay, here we go:

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    Hi God how’s your week been?

    Mine has been boodles of fun-

    First off this group that hates… Gays and Lesbians and Transgender people…oh and brown people and people who aren’t Christian Extremists like themselves and they probably even hate that cute little dog from the Taco commercials because they think he’s “illegal” came to Lynnwood, Washington to hold a rally.

     

    There’s a good part God, there were more people OUTSIDE protesting then there were people inside attending the meeting itself.

    Somy friends and me stood outside and waved signs and had a good time supporting our community.

    The best part was the cars with families that honked and waved and yelled good job.

    My personal favorite was the guy who was driving this big truck that slowed down and yelled, “ Love for us all. “

    The bad part is that one of the groups’ ‘leaders’ is involving himself in local politics.

    Ahem.

    Oh and Lord of Wonders, I know you love those stories about the Mountlake Terrace City Council- but I don’t have any new ones. Don’t get all high and mighty on me, that divine intervention thing is in your department.

     

    Now Lord, there this woman who wants people to celebrate a sugar free Halloween– that’s the kind of thinking that should get you assigned to the short bus and we both know it. Don’t think I’m letting this Halloween thing go- if Church people aren’t trying to make it ‘Church Friendly’ then Granola Heads are trying to make it healthy.

     

    What next? Will we have to worry about Valentines coming under attack because the disembodied hearts remind people of human sacrifice and temple steps in South America drenched with blood….and heyyyyy….

     

     

    No- if I mess with that one, every Jeweler and chocolate manufacturer in the on the planet will be after me.

    And last but not least, if you forgive me for having bad thoughts about you for letting my cat die, then I’ll forgive you for the fact that the Halloween Monster Fest on AMC really, really sux this year.

    Pax?

    Good.

    Take Care

    See you way later

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    And

    Ahhhhemennnn

    Where The Insanity Began

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    Sixteen years ago my sons and I took a bus to downtown Everett and met my husband’s bus that he drove into town daily from Granite Falls, Washington.

    One of his passengers had brought us the newest addition to our family- it was a tiny little kitten who was the runt of the litter and just about seven weeks old with bowed front legs, blue eyes and a little ringed tail.

    The kitten was sitting in a McDonalds bag with the edges rolled down and he smelled like French fries.

    He looked up into my face and meowed and when I reached down to pick him up he crawled up my arm straight to my shoulder- where he promptly sunk his claws into my skin so he wouldn’t slide off and then he tried to bite my glasses.

    It took three of us to get him out of my hair.

    My sons and I had already picked out a name for this tiny creature- we’d just seen a movie that we all loved and my boys were already familiar with the music- I made them aware of it because the composer was my Grandfather’s favorite- he said this man wrote the most perfect music in the world…

     we named that little guy Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

    The funny thing is when the boys heard ” Amadeus ” they thought it sounded like “Mama’s Deus ” so they called our Wolfie ” Mommy’s Deus”  for years.

    Anyway on the bus ride home we had put Wolfgang in a box and he howled and growled and the bus driver, a bear of a guy named Pat laughed and called back to us, ” Hey, what wild animal do you have back there?”

    I opened the box and lifted Wolfgang out by the scruff of his neck held him up and he hissed and spit at everybody and that was pretty much sums up Wolfie.

    He’s been more of a companion then pet and he’s inspired stories that I’ve written and some of his real life exploits have turned up in a series I did about a character called ” Insanity Jones “.

    People thought I made up things about ” Insanity” like how he sat in the middle of the street one day and backed up traffic and his hatred of fire engines and how I had to lock him up if he saw firemen because he’d try to bite them – but that was all true.

    And then there was the Summer four years ago when Wolfie saw my oldest Son’s pitbull running straight for me- I was not in danger but Wolfie didn’t know that.

    The next thing I know Wolfie is running by me jumps up and wraps himself around Puma’s head and tries to take his eyes out- and at the end of the day my cat didn’t have a mark on him.

    He also spent the rest of the week tormenting that poor dog and barfing on my Son’s suitcase- don’t ask, but when Wolfie got mad at you that’s what he did.

    That’s Wolfie’s story, his true story- he was loved and cherished and spoiled and loyal and mean and smart and he was my heart.

    When he died that morning, part of me did too.

    Tonight we buried him under his favorite tree, then we made a little bonfire for him.

    He was up there somewhere wishing, I’m sure, that it would have spread so that he could’ve had one last shot at those Firemen.

     

    Hola Friday!

    Okay, it’s Aloha Friday

    but I thought I’d shake the Bones

    with a new

    OH  THANK GOD IT’S FRIDAY 

    celebration song and dance

    with help from

    A Little Spanish Flea

    and just in case

    here’s the Official Aloha Friday song…cause you know

    it IS pretty cool