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It’s the same dream When the mist clears And he’s standing there I’m frozen in place With my eyes locked at his face Neither him or I move an inch We weren’t expecting this His life of solitude kept him out of sight But tonight we both got a fright When I blink He’s gone again No one will believe me What do I tell my friends I have no proof I was to shocked to move Does it even matter if they believe After I’ve seen what I’ve seen I felt I was given a gift I feel blessed Nothing else matters Not fame or all the rest Just this little moment A moment in the forest Like none other That will ever be Free in the forest The wild man and me…. Poem by me…
t’s Sasquatch Indian day, and no place for skeptics. You either take the sasquatch or leave them alone. There is no middle course. Many Indians take them straight. To hear tell, the Sasquatch were great hairy legendary creatures that maintain their reputation with an occasional presentation day swoop down from the mountains to peek in windows or smack a lone tribesman. Others, Indian Agent J. W. Burns explained, take a milder view. “Despite their great size of seven feet in height the sasquatch are timid and harmless. Burns said the Indians believe. “They were believed to be covered with a growth of hair and to live in caves and hollow trees. The legend probably came from the actual existence of some primitive race. I believe in it myself.” Legend or not, the celebration today and tomorrow will see braves, squaws and their papooses living again as their ancestors did before white men came. Against a background of historic Harrison Lake and river, an Indian village of 20 lodges bright with traditional ochred drawings and totem symbols occupies a square mile of cleared brushland. Dressed in full tribal regalia, Indians prepared to start the day’s celebration with a parade. Night events will include forbidden torchlight for which special permission has been granted by the dominion fisheries department, ceremonial dances and camp fire recitals of Indian folklore…
I was planning on doing a fluff piece on everyone’s favorite Yeti, Bumble. But thinking about Rudolph made me think on how they want to ban the program from airing on any major channels and exposing America’s children to bullying. And I was immediately frustrated. I’m not saying that Rudolph may not have a few hinky gray areas in it, but in no way will it warp anyone’s mind. I’m okay, I’ve watched it every year for forever and now I’m a Bumble enthusiast and blogger. See where it got me?
My mother will start to worry (beautiful what’s your hurry)
My father will be pacing the floor (listen to the fireplace roar)
Suffice it to say, Rudolph does have bullying, but bullying happens all over the world everyday, having some exposure that it and that it’s not okay and that you aren’t alone when your young is a good thing. And also for the children to see Rudolph rise above it. And really who better to tell the reindeers they were wrong then Santa! Every child’s hero. And also, I watched it when I was young too, I knew then that the other reindeer were wrong and I defended people my whole life against bullies, ask my family and they will tell you…Who knows, maybe I got that fire from the show. It also has the land of misfit toys. Shunned toys that weren’t perfect so they were sent to the island never to have love. But it also showed that those different toys deserved love and acceptance too, and that we have all types of differences. Those are both good life lessons to learn and If not from Rudolph and Santa then who?
So really I’d better scurry (Beautiful please don’t hurry)
Well maybe just a half of drink more (I’ll put some records on while I pour)
We all need to relax and take a deep breath. We need to take in account what era and climate something was written. Yes, there is a bunch of potentially politically incorrect programming out there. But it is our past and a sign of the times. Our history. We can’t wipe it all out. We need to learn something from our past.
The neighbors might think ( Baby it’s bad out there)
Say what’s in this drink (No cabs to be had out there
This evening has been… (been hoping that you’d drop in)
Say what’s in this drink (No cabs to be had out there)
As you can see the lyrics to one of the most sung holiday songs has been interjected throughout this post. That is because this song is also on the chopping block. They are saying it practically screams date rape. Now, no doubt Deano loved the ladies, (and his drinks) but not by force. Again, I implore you to remember the era it was written in. The expression “what’s in this drink?” Was said in response to being served a strong drink, not because a drug was slipped into it.
My father was a singer, and he sang this all the time and I loved hearing it. What about my fond memories? I just want to have a white Christmas with family and friends without a side of bullying please. I’m more concerned about the mental harm the song “I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus” is doing to the little ones of the world. I remember being mad at my Mom over this annual indiscretion of hers. Please don’t take from this that I don’t care about America’s children or are insensitive to women’s issues. I am a women and was a teacher too, and I’m saying this for them, banning and hiding everything is not the answer. The bubble you put everyone in will pop eventually, and then what? They have been left with no exposure and coping skills for these issues. But this blog is just one girl’s opinion. My thoughts. And I thank you all for reading them even though you just wanted Bumble and Yukon Cornelius. (Without the soap box)..
It’s not about tinsel and presents we haven’t found yet
The gifting, the rushing around
It’s not about a birthday now, it’s about the gifts you have found
Gifts for some families that break their back
They won’t eat much again till they get back on track
It’s now about worry,stress and the people you see
Whether they need a gift too in the pile under the tree
The department stores and marketing led you here
But it’s so out of control now, some aren’t even aware
Only with the next generation can we make a change
That maybe all we need is two presents under the tree
And ornaments to hang
Teach what the holidays are really about,
We never think about the children that go without
They think because they are poor or have no family that Santa won’t come
Or maybe they weren’t good enough
To get all that other stuff
What about all the people that spend Christmas alone
No one to call, no reason to pick up a phone
We need to make changes
And just stop shopping away
Because some department store conned you into an expensive Christmas Day
Don’t get me wrong I love the spirit of Christmas
Family time, laughter, memories
And thats what we should focus on
Some day those beloved people will be gone
Let’s change our ways and move on
Gifts don’t say I love you
Your actions all year do
When they get older, they will understand that too
So leave the malls and get back home
Celebrate the birthday of god’s son here on earth
Thank him for life
And a chance to make memories
Because the only thing that will matter to you in the end are these…”
Poem by me…
When my eyes popped open this morning, my first thoughts with my Caramel and Vanilla coffee was, did I shop for everyone? Did everyone have enough? But this was after watching a family member completely miserable thinking her bonus wouldn’t come, there wouldn’t be a great Christmas for the kiddos.
No one should be sitting there miserable and stressed out when the purpose of this holiday was to celebrate the birth of our lord. Was is not a typo. Most children raised today know nothing about the real Christmas or “spirit of Christmas” .
The entire holiday was hijacked by retail department stores. “Let’s celebrate giving Howard all these presents, he’ll be the happiest boy ever”, but his best friend Jack will be crying because he got socks. In a great time to recognize charities needing our giving, and keeping loved ones close, and being thankful for life happening at all, we are once again, making the rich richer.
If you were to ask me what I’d change about humanity, Santa Claus and retail Christmas is on my top ten. I don’t want to make everyone miserable this morning, but often these charitable days are the only time we’re listening.
We need to take control of this insanity, teach children what it’s all about, make some changes to Santas role here. No more naughty or nice list, no more 300 presents each. We cam only make these change now with the young. I hope someday we make it happen. No one should feel alone, unworthy, sad or stressed out, after all it’s not our birthday is it?
Happy Holidays everyone and for my New Year’s resolution? I’m going to keep trying to educate and pray for change of our Christmas Story…
Over at r/CasualUK, Reddit user huskyboi72 posted this curious photo of a creepy creature that reportedly washed up on a UK beach. In the thread, the weird animal has been identified as a “baby Loch Ness Monster,” a plesiosaurus, or a Lesser-spoted Dogfish. The most popular analysis of the photo is that it’s the remnants…
— Read on boingboing.net/2022/12/12/what-is-this-weird-baby-loch-ness-monster-washed-up-on-a-beach.html
If asked, Maryland schoolteacher Robert Chance will tell you about strange doings in York County and in nearby Harford County, Md. He says chickens are mysteriously slaughtered in grotesque fashion. Mauled guard dogs become more like docile puppies. long tracks are found which have left unusually deep impressions in the ground. Chance’s explanation for these is a creature called “bigfoot.” Chance gives this description of bigfoot: About 7 feet tall, the creature is a two- legged humanoid weighing roughly 350 pounds. He is covered with dark or reddish brown hair, except over his face. He has a flat nose and a pointed head and is a good swimmer. Most active at night, bigfoot
feeds on fish, poultry, roots and garbage. Chance has compiled evidence pointing to the presence of a bigfoot in Pennsylvania and Maryland. He says there have been 237 reported sightings of the beast in Pennsylvania since the One was reported in York County only last March. Chance claims he and bigfoot have had two encounters. The first was in 1972 when he was hiking an abandoned logging trail after a canoe trip on Muddy Creek in southern York County. He and his four companions were startled by several large boulders, about 50 pounds a piece, which came bouncing past them. There was no sound or a landslide, just the rocks. “I’ve never been as scared as I was on Muddy Creek,” Chance recalled. The projectiles came close but hit no one. “I think he was just trying to scare us off. He could have hit us if he wanted to,” Chance says. Chance had read of reported sightings of bigfoot in the Pacific Northwest. The incident at Muddy Creek made him think that Bigfoot also lived in the East. Inspired, Chance checked and turned up other stories of bizarre occurrences. His quest for the beast began in earnest. Two years ago in Harford County, Chance was investigating a reported sighting. “I could smell something, and my dogs were going crazy. I heard this rush through a thicket and this weird cry. I went and found broken off waist high.” It was another close call with bigfoot, Chance believes. He says more than 50 possible bigfoot encounters have come to his attention this year including several in York County. There have been sightings in the county’s Muddy and Creek areas, he says. Tracks have been found, in outlying farmland. And a truck driver says he saw a creature near the Peach Bottom power plant March 2. Scant hard evidence for bigfoot’s existence has been found, Chance says. Strands of hair picked off fences have been identified as that of a primate, but not known primate. Plaster casts have ‘been made of footprints, Chance says. A camper with a tape recorder believes he got some Bigfoot on tape. But there are no photographs of an East Coast bigfoot. The elusive quality bigfoot exhibits is a sign of intelligence, Chance says. “You can’t set a trap for it. it’s too smart.” Bigfoot perhaps has retained survival instincts humans lost thousands of years ago. Although curious and powerful, the fleeting animal afraid of humans, Chance says. That attitude, combined with thick vegetation, makes summer a slow season for bigfoot sightings. Winter when incidents abound be cause scarcer food sources more activity by Bigfoot, thin foliage makes spottings easier and snow clearly marks footprints. The best theory Chance can develop is that Bigfoot roams the traveling from northern Florida to central Pennsylvania. In the area, Chance figured there actually are three Bigfoot animals. He guessed there may be 200 the After a total of three months of camping, Chance has come no closer than the two incidents related above, He isn’t quite sure what he’d do if he did find it. “I don’t think I could capture it because I wouldn’t know what dose of tranquilizer to use. And I don’t have 20 men with a net. The thought i’d stand my ground and mimic what it’d do. Idealistically, I’d like it to communicate with me, although I admit that is a little farfetched An environmental education teacher at the local high school, he has a syndicated newspaper column in addition to being a town commissioner and environmental center director. He also works as a wilderness outfitter. “I get razzed a lot. My father can’t buy it (the bigfoot notion). The commissioners and a lot of the people I teach with can’t buy it. You lose some credibility. But eventually i’m going to regain it when one is found. “I don’t mind criticism from outdoorsmen,” he says. “But comments from a Monday morning quarterback who’s never even camped out in the backwoods? Well I get upset when they give me grief. it’s something I got to live with, Iguess.” Much remains to be learned about bigfoot. Chance points out without hesitation researchers do not know where they come from, where they sleep, why no dead ones bave been found, among other questions. But Chance stresses what is unknown may well exist. People are learning things about this world all the- time. I like to feel some things still are yet to discover…”
