I can whistle in a way that sounds like a bird call - i do it at the office sometimes to freak people out. Snoozer blinds and topics today, Entern. Zzzzzzz. Might have to revisit antics in comments sections from yesterday!
Actually, I do have one I can share - I can speak cat. For real. I sort of meow to my cats and they meow back ... we have great chats. And I can sense when they're hurt, hungry (always) or needing something (always).
I just have the average things a little guitar -I can dance-I am wild in bed *jokes*. But one thing I could NEVER do and it is really embarrassing is snap my fingers for some reason
@Derek - now that is freaky you just said that, because I was going to post this but refrained from doing so as I thought it sounded weird.
I have never been able to click my fingers together and was absolutely berated at school because of it (we all had to do it for a school play). So I stayed up one night and taught myself to somehow make the same noise by quickly snapping the last three fingers on my hand. I don't know how I do it - and people are always intrigued as when they try, it makes no noise, but it still works after all these years.
@Derek - that should have read "... snapping the last three fingers on THE PALM OF my hand."
The secret is to throw a lot of force into lifting your fingers, before withdrawing it just as the fingers go down .. so they sort of bounce. Hard to explain!
I shared rooms with two lipstick lesbians my past three years at Yale. They taught me to eat pussy expertly. My lessons ended when one told me I ate her pussy better than her lesbian lover.
It's really quiet in here today ... I have another one ... a story I've never told anyone. Back in 1992, I was down to my last $20 which had to last until pay day, a good three or four days away.
I woke up that morning and felt a huge wave of panic set in, wondering how I was going to make the $20 stretch. As I was fumbling about in my bag for my keys, I came across an old lotto ticket which I'd been meaning to check. I didn't hold out hope for it to be a winning one but for a second or two I thought it would solve all my problems if there was even just $100 on it.
Well, I don't know if I'd somehow worked the laws of attraction by asking for a specific amount, or if my guardian angel was watching over me that day, but I won $10,000! I was so, so shocked that I couldn't speak or do anything for the rest of that day. My boss at the time wouldn't give me the afternoon off so I waited it out and went and claimed the prize officially after work (the store where I checked my ticket had verified it and done all the leg work so I just had to walk in and collect the cheque [pre-internet banking days]).
That money was such an incredible blessing for me ... and with it, I quit my job and enrolled in acting classes.
I usually tell people that I saved up from working in that awful job, before going to acting school, if they ask ... the reality is, I spent all my earnings on clothes, make-up and jewellery (as you do).
Even though the amount I'd "asked for" (if you see it that way) was different to what I won, books I've read on the subject suggest that the universe will give you what it thinks you deserve.
I practice the Law of Attraction in every way in my life now - well, I have done so seriously since the mid-'90s at least - I meditate for 20 minutes each morning while I'm oil pulling, and use a combination of vision boards and lists.
Something similar happened to me once. I was 18 and living on my own for the first time, and working hard to pay the bills. I didn't get any help from my family, so I was hustling. I came up $80 short on my rent money, out of desperation I said a prayer and bought a scratch off. I won $40, so I said a prayer and bought one more, and won another $40. I paid the rent and thanked god.
Nothing super fascinating.. I am a baby whisperer.. Kind of why I went into the field I am now. I secretly write poems, and fantasize I would be an amazing song writer or author. But right now I'll just work on my baby whispering techniques. And I'm none of those annoying people who can do anything they set their minds too, and it all falls into place. But because I am more afraid of success than I am failure, I just don't do anything haha. True story.
You might find some inspiration from this Nelson Mandela speech :-)
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness That most frightens us.
We ask ourselves Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.
Your playing small Does not serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking So that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, As children do. We were born to make manifest The glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; It's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, Our presence automatically liberates others.
Saying that makes me feel conceited, it's not that. It's just more "with great power comes great responsibility". I was so gung-ho about becoming a photographer last year, I ate, slept, breathed it. Let it consume me, and then after I met my own expectations, the vision of what I wanted my pictures to look like, I have lost interest. I could fine tune it, perfect it, work on becoming "known", but that requires so much effort! So, I just tell everyone I'm booked and play with my own babies. There is always time to conquer the world I tell myself, but I won't get this time with them back ;)
Okay I'll add MY story of blessings from the universe. I was a starving actress in NYC and wanted to drive back to see family in NC. I was hoping my check from a makeup job I did would come in and it hadn't so I got up the courage to ask a friend for the $200. She knew I was struggling and said she'd meet me at the train station after work with the cash. I walked outside and on my doorstep I found this "porn flyer" that looks like a $100 bill but of course you turn it over and it's an ad. Only this time it wasn't. It was a real $100 bill. I took it to the bank to break because I was afraid it was counterfeit. On my way back I found another one! So now I am walking up and down my street to see if someone dropped a bag of $. I needed $200 I got $200 and didn't have to pay my friend back. For the longest time she thought I was lying. True story.
Love the stories, and wld love to hear more. My secret talent is imitating almost any voice,but esp any computer voice, ie," you've got mail", If you"d like to make a call, please hang up and dial again", or " the number you have reached has been changed".
And here is a story. My brother needed $56 to get his bike out of repair shop. He had an appointment in not that populated part of town, came out, and there on the ground was some wadded up bills. You guessed it, $56!!!!!!! There wasnt a soul around to ask if it was theirs, so after a while he went and got his bike!
Another story: My mother died and 3 years later my father died, so I was emptying out the house to sell it. It was a terribly emotional time, my brother and sister were fighting, I didnt know if I should keep the house or sell it or give it to them or what. I went there almost every day to clean it out, and so one day I was so upset, I pulled over a block before I got to the house. Give me a sign, I implored my father, give me a sign I am doing the right thing by selling the house. After a minute, I drove the block to the house. The whole front and side of the house were abloom with flowers I KNOW werent there the day before!! And my father was a gardener, he even had a green house. I took that as a yes. Freaky, eh?
Hey, Jason! I'm apparently not long for this (CDAN) world, but I'd love your recipe! I make homemade lasagne noodles via the Guiliano Hazan method and my sauce is my own - but I'm always looking for construction ideas when creating a lasagne.
*If this post is pulled, I'm done. I will miss you all, but I can't with this basic concept that my relatively benign comments are deleted while Massive Wee's and 888's disgusting diatribes stand.
My husband and I are "in tune", often saying the same thing at the same time. Or one may say what the other just thought. I go him one better by answering questions he has yet to ask. I can read him like a book. It comes in handy in a 25+ year marriage.
Same with me and my husband! We come home from work with identical bags of groceries, buy each other identical gifts and bring each other things before it is verbalized!
I love them too! AuntLiddy, that flower story is awesome! I don't really have any great secrets, but I will take a lot of them to the grave in my hometown. I knew who was sleeping with who and never told anyone. I may gossip about jobs or money but never about something that would ruin a family.
I love them too! AuntLiddy, that flower story is awesome! I don't really have any great secrets, but I will take a lot of them to the grave in my hometown. I knew who was sleeping with who and never told anyone. I may gossip about jobs or money but never about something that would ruin a family.
I recently won $25000 on a slot machine. I put in twenty, did max bet and thought I won $250. Our anniversary is in three weeks and we have one child in college and one child at home. I am surprising the family with a Disney cruise.
Has anyone had what some people would call an "awakening" experience? That's pretty much my secret. Sadly, it doesn't make me a better human - I'm still an asshole.
I can whistle in a way that sounds like a bird call - i do it at the office sometimes to freak people out. Snoozer blinds and topics today, Entern. Zzzzzzz. Might have to revisit antics in comments sections from yesterday!
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ReplyDeleteActually, I do have one I can share - I can speak cat. For real. I sort of meow to my cats and they meow back ... we have great chats. And I can sense when they're hurt, hungry (always) or needing something (always).
ReplyDelete@Step--like that chick from Amys Baking Company?
ReplyDelete@Derek - LOL! Gosh, what a comparison ... um ...
DeleteI just have the average things a little guitar -I can dance-I am wild in bed *jokes*. But one thing I could NEVER do and it is really embarrassing is snap my fingers for some reason
ReplyDelete@Derek - now that is freaky you just said that, because I was going to post this but refrained from doing so as I thought it sounded weird.
DeleteI have never been able to click my fingers together and was absolutely berated at school because of it (we all had to do it for a school play). So I stayed up one night and taught myself to somehow make the same noise by quickly snapping the last three fingers on my hand. I don't know how I do it - and people are always intrigued as when they try, it makes no noise, but it still works after all these years.
@Derek - that should have read "... snapping the last three fingers on THE PALM OF my hand."
DeleteThe secret is to throw a lot of force into lifting your fingers, before withdrawing it just as the fingers go down .. so they sort of bounce. Hard to explain!
I shared rooms with two lipstick lesbians my past three years at Yale. They taught me to eat pussy expertly. My lessons ended when one told me I ate her pussy better than her lesbian lover.
ReplyDeleteWow...I think that trumps all the secrets in this post. Very interesting. ..
DeleteSadly, too many secrets to keep. I wish I had a few less...
ReplyDeleteI can wiggle my ears.
ReplyDeletePull my finger and find out.
ReplyDeleteIt's really quiet in here today ... I have another one ... a story I've never told anyone. Back in 1992, I was down to my last $20 which had to last until pay day, a good three or four days away.
ReplyDeleteI woke up that morning and felt a huge wave of panic set in, wondering how I was going to make the $20 stretch. As I was fumbling about in my bag for my keys, I came across an old lotto ticket which I'd been meaning to check. I didn't hold out hope for it to be a winning one but for a second or two I thought it would solve all my problems if there was even just $100 on it.
Well, I don't know if I'd somehow worked the laws of attraction by asking for a specific amount, or if my guardian angel was watching over me that day, but I won $10,000! I was so, so shocked that I couldn't speak or do anything for the rest of that day. My boss at the time wouldn't give me the afternoon off so I waited it out and went and claimed the prize officially after work (the store where I checked my ticket had verified it and done all the leg work so I just had to walk in and collect the cheque [pre-internet banking days]).
That money was such an incredible blessing for me ... and with it, I quit my job and enrolled in acting classes.
I usually tell people that I saved up from working in that awful job, before going to acting school, if they ask ... the reality is, I spent all my earnings on clothes, make-up and jewellery (as you do).
Even though the amount I'd "asked for" (if you see it that way) was different to what I won, books I've read on the subject suggest that the universe will give you what it thinks you deserve.
I practice the Law of Attraction in every way in my life now - well, I have done so seriously since the mid-'90s at least - I meditate for 20 minutes each morning while I'm oil pulling, and use a combination of vision boards and lists.
That's actually an awesome story :)
DeleteSomething similar happened to me once. I was 18 and living on my own for the first time, and working hard to pay the bills.
DeleteI didn't get any help from my family, so I was hustling.
I came up $80 short on my rent money, out of desperation I said a prayer and bought a scratch off. I won $40, so I said a prayer and bought one more, and won another $40.
I paid the rent and thanked god.
My mind control can unleash crazy ramblings in others.
ReplyDeleteLOL, Damn,so much for keeping my hidden talent for laughing out loud to myself!
DeleteNothing super fascinating.. I am a baby whisperer.. Kind of why I went into the field I am now. I secretly write poems, and fantasize I would be an amazing song writer or author. But right now I'll just work on my baby whispering techniques. And I'm none of those annoying people who can do anything they set their minds too, and it all falls into place. But because I am more afraid of success than I am failure, I just don't do anything haha. True story.
ReplyDeleteOnly one, but don't say anything.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure you are my platonic soulmate
Delete@Sarah, browncoats unite!
DeleteYup, time to mainline Fireflies. Again!
DeleteDresden Files and Firefly? My kinda girl.
Delete@Krystie Rachelle:
ReplyDeleteYou might find some inspiration from this Nelson Mandela speech :-)
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness
That most frightens us.
We ask ourselves
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small
Does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine,
As children do.
We were born to make manifest
The glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us;
It's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we're liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.
That Mandela was a gift on his earth for sure.
DeleteSaying that makes me feel conceited, it's not that. It's just more "with great power comes great responsibility". I was so gung-ho about becoming a photographer last year, I ate, slept, breathed it. Let it consume me, and then after I met my own expectations, the vision of what I wanted my pictures to look like, I have lost interest. I could fine tune it, perfect it, work on becoming "known", but that requires so much effort! So, I just tell everyone I'm booked and play with my own babies. There is always time to conquer the world I tell myself, but I won't get this time with them back ;)
I can shave my legs with my feet. Seriously.
ReplyDeleteHahaha
DeleteI can make the best damn lasagna you've ever tasted in your life.
ReplyDeleteBet your ass.
How YOU doin?
DeleteOh good grief
ReplyDeleteBTW: JasonBE you can't toss that out there without sharing, you see :)
I can bellydance, make any type of candy from scratch and pole dance.
ReplyDeleteThat all sounds very seductive. Particularly the candy.
DeleteI make my own black powder for my cannon.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I'm very good at keeping secrets.
I can get through any velvet rope.
ReplyDelete"I can get through any velvet rope."
ReplyDeleteYes, but can you get a script onto Scorsese's desk? That would be a useful secret skill.
Okay I'll add MY story of blessings from the universe.
ReplyDeleteI was a starving actress in NYC and wanted to drive back to see family in NC. I was hoping my check from a makeup job I did would come in and it hadn't so I got up the courage to ask a friend for the $200. She knew I was struggling and said she'd meet me at the train station after work with the cash.
I walked outside and on my doorstep I found this "porn flyer" that looks like a $100 bill but of course you turn it over and it's an ad. Only this time it wasn't. It was a real $100 bill. I took it to the bank to break because I was afraid it was counterfeit. On my way back I found another one! So now I am walking up and down my street to see if someone dropped a bag of $.
I needed $200 I got $200 and didn't have to pay my friend back. For the longest time she thought I was lying. True story.
That's amazing! Love it
DeleteI can raise one eyebrow and sing quite well.
ReplyDeleteSeparately of course, ha
Delete@Sherry, @Stepforded, and @Sarah, very cool stories!
ReplyDeleteI already revealed my secret last night
ReplyDeleteLove the stories, and wld love to hear more. My secret talent is imitating almost any voice,but esp any computer voice, ie," you've got mail", If you"d like to make a call, please hang up and dial again", or " the number you have reached has been changed".
ReplyDeleteAnd here is a story. My brother needed $56 to get his bike out of repair shop. He had an appointment in not that populated part of town, came out, and there on the ground was some wadded up bills. You guessed it, $56!!!!!!! There wasnt a soul around to ask if it was theirs, so after a while he went and got his bike!
ReplyDeleteAnother story: My mother died and 3 years later my father died, so I was emptying out the house to sell it. It was a terribly emotional time, my brother and sister were fighting, I didnt know if I should keep the house or sell it or give it to them or what. I went there almost every day to clean it out, and so one day I was so upset, I pulled over a block before I got to the house. Give me a sign, I implored my father, give me a sign I am doing the right thing by selling the house. After a minute, I drove the block to the house. The whole front and side of the house were abloom with flowers I KNOW werent there the day before!! And my father was a gardener, he even had a green house. I took that as a yes. Freaky, eh?
ReplyDeleteBacon, I'd LOVE to share.
ReplyDeleteCarmella Soprano ain't got shit on me.
Hey, Jason! I'm apparently not long for this (CDAN) world, but I'd love your recipe! I make homemade lasagne noodles via the Guiliano Hazan method and my sauce is my own - but I'm always looking for construction ideas when creating a lasagne.
Delete*If this post is pulled, I'm done. I will miss you all, but I can't with this basic concept that my relatively benign comments are deleted while Massive Wee's and 888's disgusting diatribes stand.
Your comments are still being pulled? Wth?
DeleteAuntLiddy - the flowers story was lovely!
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ReplyDeleteMy husband and I are "in tune", often saying the same thing at the same time. Or one may say what the other just thought.
ReplyDeleteI go him one better by answering questions he has yet to ask. I can read him like a book. It comes in handy in a 25+ year marriage.
Same with me and my husband! We come home from work with identical bags of groceries, buy each other identical gifts and bring each other things before it is verbalized!
DeleteI truly wonder if people posting here can do math.
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ReplyDelete12+14=................. Nope can't do it. You win
ReplyDeleteClose enough Andy! Get with some of the others. They need your help!!
DeleteI'm loving your stories! Good or bad, they are fascinating.
ReplyDeleteI love them too! AuntLiddy, that flower story is awesome! I don't really have any great secrets, but I will take a lot of them to the grave in my hometown. I knew who was sleeping with who and never told anyone. I may gossip about jobs or money but never about something that would ruin a family.
ReplyDeleteI love them too! AuntLiddy, that flower story is awesome! I don't really have any great secrets, but I will take a lot of them to the grave in my hometown. I knew who was sleeping with who and never told anyone. I may gossip about jobs or money but never about something that would ruin a family.
ReplyDeleteI recently won $25000 on a slot machine. I put in twenty, did max bet and thought I won $250. Our anniversary is in three weeks and we have one child in college and one child at home. I am surprising the family with a Disney cruise.
ReplyDeleteHas anyone had what some people would call an "awakening" experience? That's pretty much my secret. Sadly, it doesn't make me a better human - I'm still an asshole.
ReplyDelete@MadLyb what's an awakening experience? My sister made me go to one of those rebirthing things once. I too am still an asshole.
DeleteI can tie the stem of a cherry into a knot using just my mouth. Ta da.
ReplyDelete