very superstitious
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penfield"The root of all superstition is that men observe when a thing hits, but not when it misses."
- Francis Bacon, Sr.
When I was in junior high school, I used to wear a rabbits' foot on my belt loop, pretty much every day. Just one reason why junior high school was for me a vicious period of social internment. To this day I avoid walking under ladders, opening umbrellas indoors or placing new shoes on a kitchen table. I am extra careful around mirrors and I would have serious reservations about living on the 13th floor. (My current apartment building does not even have a 13th floor, skipping from 12 to 14.)
My high school sweetheart had a black cat who could not help but cross my path repeatedly; I don't blame our ultimate breakup on the cat, necessarily, though I can't help noticing that the day she adopted the little guy was the day things started going a bit south. She's the same person who warned me never to write a loved one's name in red ink.
Call it luck, karma, superstition, whatever. I guess I'm a sucker for these arbitrary and antiquated traditions. Thinking about it, I almost regret mocking my mother for her persistent belief in astrology, numerology, parapsychology and her brief dalliance with scientology. (This doesn't mean that I'll stop, but I intend to feel bad about it from now on.)
I also believe in the power of the jinx. I don't like talking about good news until it's actually affirmed, confirmed and double-checked, because I'm convinced that the mere act of announcing something before it's completed will cosmically cause it to fall apart. Good news should come in big chunks, not tiny increments. But sometimes the tiny increments are so cool that you just want to share it with someone. It's a real conundrum.
So let's just say that there's a certain thing involving a certain person that may or may not be happening. It could be that this certain person heard a certain something from a certain other person, and this certain something could possibly be at least somewhat significant to the first certain someone and a certain third party with whom the first person is somehow associated. Certain things look very promising from a certain perspective, although certain details have yet to be worked out. It could certainly mean certain things for these certain individuals. But I want to stress that nothing is yet certain.
Whew. Now I feel better.
- Francis Bacon, Sr.
When I was in junior high school, I used to wear a rabbits' foot on my belt loop, pretty much every day. Just one reason why junior high school was for me a vicious period of social internment. To this day I avoid walking under ladders, opening umbrellas indoors or placing new shoes on a kitchen table. I am extra careful around mirrors and I would have serious reservations about living on the 13th floor. (My current apartment building does not even have a 13th floor, skipping from 12 to 14.)
My high school sweetheart had a black cat who could not help but cross my path repeatedly; I don't blame our ultimate breakup on the cat, necessarily, though I can't help noticing that the day she adopted the little guy was the day things started going a bit south. She's the same person who warned me never to write a loved one's name in red ink.
Call it luck, karma, superstition, whatever. I guess I'm a sucker for these arbitrary and antiquated traditions. Thinking about it, I almost regret mocking my mother for her persistent belief in astrology, numerology, parapsychology and her brief dalliance with scientology. (This doesn't mean that I'll stop, but I intend to feel bad about it from now on.)
I also believe in the power of the jinx. I don't like talking about good news until it's actually affirmed, confirmed and double-checked, because I'm convinced that the mere act of announcing something before it's completed will cosmically cause it to fall apart. Good news should come in big chunks, not tiny increments. But sometimes the tiny increments are so cool that you just want to share it with someone. It's a real conundrum.
So let's just say that there's a certain thing involving a certain person that may or may not be happening. It could be that this certain person heard a certain something from a certain other person, and this certain something could possibly be at least somewhat significant to the first certain someone and a certain third party with whom the first person is somehow associated. Certain things look very promising from a certain perspective, although certain details have yet to be worked out. It could certainly mean certain things for these certain individuals. But I want to stress that nothing is yet certain.
Whew. Now I feel better.
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Date: 2008-10-09 03:29 am (UTC)and i need to read your blogs before i write mine. i had no idea today was 'conundrum' day.
You can't help yourself
Date: 2008-10-13 02:16 pm (UTC)love,
Aunt Jackie