January 6, 2001

Can I have another YES! from the peanut gallery?? I have finally been able to put conditioner in my hair and get it out properly. Finally, my hair doesn't 1.) gravitate to the nearest source of static elctricity or 2.) look as if I have my hand on a Vandergraaf generator. Yay!!!


My ~ I set out to do an entry about my Birthday (yes, the capital 'b' is necessary. hehehe) and I hear this wonderfully strange story, although granted, it wasn't so wonderful to the guy that experienced it. Wow.

Anyway ~ about the day. It started out as if everything would go wrong. I wasn't ready when it came time to leave. One of my gifts (a bracelet of aquamarine chips) broke, scattering bits of aquamarine all over the car. Then, the most devastating thing of all ~ my favorite stone, a disk of rainbow obsidian, that C.M. gave me for Yule fell out of my hand while I was showing it to my mom and smashed into bits. I found all of it (it landed in a fairly compact area) except one rather large piece. I combed the area where I dropped it and it was not to be found anywhere. I looked for nearly an hour. Nothing.

I finally decided that for whatever reason, it was meant to be ~ as hard as it was to accept that. Stones have a way of taking themselves out of the picture if they are not necessary for personal growth at that particular time. I have a feeling that I chose that stone for the wrong reason and it 'fixed' the situation. I certainly felt as if I had murdered someone when it fell. I say 'it fell' because I was holding on to it when it 'leaped'! My mom and I just stared at it for the longest time ~ neither of us could believe what we had just seen. I just knew that I wanted to cry, which should have told me something right there ~ losing this stone felt as if I had lost (killed?) a long lost dear friend. I guess I was too attached to it and I needed that lesson.

After that, things looked up. We went to 'Flealand' (I love that name!). I bought some pure Neroli oil ~ $5.00 for a tiny bottle. Still, it is the pure and real thing and it's potent. I put a very little bit on and it filled the car, rather pleasantly I may add. I also bought a book on how to paint like the Impressionists and how to carve small animals (that's woodcarve...sheesh.) Oh yeah ~ the things I am happiest with...two french francs from 1943 that cost a quarter apiece. I love them because of the labrys on the back. I think I will make one of them into a necklace or something.

Birthday Loot:

  • Lunch at Cracker Barrel ~ I got a huge spinach salad. Lots of raw, fresh spinach with grilled chicken, fresh 'shrooms, an egg and a few other things.
  • A Breyer horse - a cutting horse with a running calf. It was modelled on a real horse, but I can't think of his name at the moment.
  • two aquamarine and one adventurine bracelets
  • A headset radio (the entire thing is contained in a pair of headphones)
  • A set of bowls
  • A lemon poundcake
  • $51

I feel like I'm forgetting something but I don't know what. All in all ~ a pretty good day, despite the devestation.


WEIRD RADIO

Well, this is interesting ~ I'm listening to this little AM station somewhere here in Tennessee. Considering that I can't get it on any other radio other than this little headphone radio, it may indeed be 'local'. (It's 1090, WJKM ~ did they just say in Hartsville????!!!! Doing a test broadcast and now that I know the number, I've found it on the downstairs stereo. My god, who would have thought something as cool as this is coming from ye olde birthplace???) Anyway, there is an interview on there with someone (Mike) from Hendersonville who claims to have been abducted by an UFO while on the way back from somewhere in Kentucky. He, his family (parents) and the dog evidently had the whole works ~ the car quits on them with no obvious mechanical problems after seeing a UFO; the dog runs in fear into a crop circle in a corn field, dog suddenly appears to be dead and stiff, an object appears in the sky above and Mike is knocked unconscious by 'something from above'. He woke up on an 'examining table' with all kinds of shiny; metallic, mirrorlike material everywhere ~ walls, table, etc. He says what woke him was the sound of his dog ~ it 'screeched'. When he looked in the direction of the sound, he saw his dog laid out on a table with all the viscera laying in front of it (ugh ~ not a nice visual). These little figures in shiny 'outfits' surrounded the dog. A bright light filled the room and the creatures leave. Suddenly, his dog now seems to be happy and whole and a fog or smoke fills the room.

Suddenly, Mike finds himself about 100 feet away from where he was in the corn field, on his feet and the puppy in his arms. Everyone is 'missing' about an hour and a half. His parents don't remember a thing ~ not even under hypnosis.

My question is this ~ WHERE did this happen???????? On the interstate? Highway 231 or 31W? I'm thinking of ways from Kentucky to Hendersonville ~ of course, there are about a ba~zillion other ways to go...That is the one infuriatingly (to me) pertinent piece of info. Of course, I can see why that particular tidbit wasn't given out ~ 1.) it wasn't truly germaine to the story and 2.) crazy people like me would be running to see what they could find.

Sheesh. My little encounter looks excruciatingly pale compared to that. Perhaps that's a good thing. I can't remember if I've talked about it before or not (one thing I hate is repetition, even though I'm as guilty of it as anyone.) I only saw a triangular craft flying overhead ~ and then proceeded to have a series of progressive 'dreams' for the next six months. 'Dream' was the only word I had for them at the time, now looking back on the whole thing ~ I know it was anything but a dream.

Yep ~ evidently, this is bringing something up from deep inside. I'm shaking as I type and remember. I suddenly remembered the other event where I saw an unusual craft ~ and that time, I wasn't the only one. C.M. was with me. Strange though, I still have two distinct memories of the same event and once I even had to ask C.M. which was the 'valid' one (meaning that I had to ask to see if one of them matched his memory of the event.)

That was the night where we topped a hill, not too far from his house at the time. I suppose this was 1990 or so. As we topped the hill, we both saw these two flying 'things'. I remember them as two white balls of light, one literally flying circles around the other one. It would do one or two complete vertical circles around and then reverse as they both flew from the horizon (which, I believe, was the northwest. I'll have to go back sometime and verify this since it's not too far away.) That part is clear as well as the fact that C.M. stopped the car to watch these things fly by. The two separate memories come in here ~ I remember both that 1.) C.M. and I both stayed in the car, he leaning up to the steering wheel to get a better look as they fly over. He says, "Wow, those things are manueverable!" and 2.) I stay in the car as C.M. opens the driver side door and stands up, one foot on the pavement and the other still in the car. His right hand is on the steering wheel as he says, "Wow, those things are manueverable!" Both memories seem equally valid to me ~ that's why I had to ask him about what he remembered.




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