Randomness

[WarpGirl]

Yeah I know a few "mature women" who would do that. Me well... Hi mr. Police man I'm in a wheelchair.

[Aquarius]

Well, we're pretty rural out here. There's no police station in the middle of all this farm land. When you call the sheriff, chances are whatever you called them for is over by the time they get here. It's smart to be able to protect yourself because if you rely on the authorities, chances are the only thing for them to do by the time they show up is call the coroner.

[WarpGirl]

Oh I get it. My parents live in the back of the woods. I didn't mean to come off as disapproving. The sad fact is I can't shoot a shotgun with my CP. I can barely cock and deal with the kick back of a pellet gun. I actually live in the boondocks myself. That's why my nice neighbors have guns, and I have a dog.

[Aquarius]

Words can't even begin to describe how funny this is: http://w00tstock.net/2010/08/16/wil-quits-w00tstock/

[EntAllat]

Words can't even begin to describe how funny this is: http://w00tstock.net/2010/08/16/wil-quits-w00tstock/

That. Is. Effing. Brilliant.

[enterprikayak]

Random:

So, my whole childhood growing up, my somewhat eccentric dad (me, have an eccentric dad? no!) always used to—what I now like to retroactively term—"pull a Micheal Scott": in a warm winehazed after-dinner moment of gregarious generosity he'd declare, "Guess what everyone! July 1988! Mark it down! We are all going to Hawaii!" Within seconds, the room would erupt into excited chatter, all centred on him, the benevolent bringer of good news. He loved it. BUt *then*, y'know, *later*, he'd realise he didn't actually have the resources or motivation to actually *book* a trip *anywhere*, let alone Hawaii.

And it'd be: "Well, kids, it looks like it isn't going to happen this year. But guess what??! We're totally going NEXT year! AND to Disneyland! August 1989! Mark it down! Start saving!" Around 1991, we cottoned on to the cyclic nature of his madness, and the continued guarantees (he indeed continued this strange behaviour w/ my really little sisters well into the 2000's) were slowly met with teenage derision, until, finally, it actually somehow became, like, "the official family joke". It's Official. Someone at work innocently asks me, "Ever been to Hawaii?" And this Freudian shell shock of confusion momentarily grips as I try to remember if I *have* *actually* been to Hawaii. I mean...we talked about it so many times, you start to think maybe you did go once, looong, loooong ago, and it's all just been lost in the subsequent confusion?

But no. I've never been. Fine.

So couple years ago my 2yrs younger sister, because of all this prior nonsense, decides to throw a wedding in Hawaii and we're all gonna go, and we're finally allllll going to Hawaii!!! Yaaaaaaay! Right? Right guys?

Guys?

Dad is at this point divorcing stepmom and goes to BrideSis: "you can't invite this person, and this, and this, and this" (weeding out anyone related to the stepmom). So BrideSis (obviously acting under Freudian shellshock confusion) goes "This guest list stuff is all too much for me! Okay! No one's invited except the parents."

So I get uninvited. (Not maliciously, but, y'know: still sux). AND THE REAL TOPPER? He Fails to organize any passport for himself and ends up by not being ABLE TO GO EITHER. So it's just BrideSis and Mom and the new inlaws sitting there in Hawaii, in the 21st freaking CENTury..... and this crazy family "joke" is BEGINNing to wear a bit seriously fecking thin, yes?

So, now for a year, Priso's dad (not mine) has been organizing this biiiiiiig Hawaii trip. 12 family members (we're gonna be *that* family ) all staying on Maui in nearby condos. We go in a few days.

Priso and I were joking about the Hawaii!Curse and wondering if it was still active. A few days later, his boss calls him in and says, "Yeah, week of August 22, you gotta fly down to Peru and sort this problem we're having with one of our systems".

And Priso's like, "Sorry dude, I'm in Hawaii then."

And the boss is all, "Well you gotta cancel." (hawaii!curse!)

But Priso's like, [cartman voice] "NO! We're GOING TO HAWAII! "

So the boss is like, "Yeesh, calm down freak, fine you can go to Peru the second you get back from Hawaii."

So prolly he has to do that now.

AND THEN (No, actually, I'm *not* finished yet) a couple days ago Priso's mom hands me my itinerary with the flight info, and at the bottom, with our family names (which I've obviously changed here):

Return Flight Tickets Charged to Visa XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX

John Doe $666
Jane Doe $666
Suzy Doe $666
Sally Doe $666

I'm like You. Have. To. Be. . Kidding. Me. (hawaii!curse!)

I have the dread Hawaii!Curse of THIRTY YEARS hanging over my head like the fu**ing SWORD OF DAMOCLES here, and you expect me to fly over the Pacific Freaking Ocean in fu*king SIX-SIX-SIX seats?

So just now I called my mom and we are kind of laughing about this turn of events, and I'm like, "It's like Lost. Like how the Island was always sucking them back to it. Except with me, the Island is like, trying to keep me away. And you know The Island always gets its way on Lost right?" I laughed. A beat of silence. Mom: "Well, of course, they do film Lost there, so, y'know, if you think about it, it kind of IS The Island. <quickly backtracks> Oh, but I'm sure you'll be fine....."








THANKS, "MOM".

[Alelou]

LOL. Really, you have to go to Hawaii. All that weird curse shit will just evaporate into the ether once you put your feet on the lovely volcanic soil (although you may not want it to because it has made you very funny).

But do please let us know when you get back...

[aadarshinah]

If it's any consolation, 666 is not really that bad of a number... The Apocoylpse of John was intended to be somewhat allagorical, like the Book of Daniel, making many suggestions to the current day and age. During that time, Nero had recently been emperor and everyone was kinda worried he wasn't really dead, or would come back to life or somesuch and ruin their lives again. Because of the way various things were written back then, certain letters also had numerical meanings (ie, X = 10, V = 5 in latin and so on) and Nero's just happened to have the letters that added up to 666. So unless Nero's piloting your plane, I think you're good.

[enterprikayak]

Nero IS piloting the plane! Is that bad?

[WarpGirl]

It's funny how things that are meant to be symbolic of something, somehow morph into the collective consciousness as super natural. Sometimes a number is just a number. HOWEVER Ek as someone who has been to Hawaii I plead with you, do not let collective superstition bum you out. Its a wonderful experience your family will love, and more importantly, the salt water and sand isn't itchy. I don't know what scientific reasons there are for this, but its true.

[enterprikayak]

The really crazy part: I don't even care about going.

Like, obviously, once I'm there and having a great time, it'll be lovely, but honestly (and not cause of the 666 or anything) I just am not that fussed about travel these days (not afraid, more it's just a LOT of work) and I HATE being hot. When I was with Dis and Elessar in Texas (and preg) Priso and I went for a walk in Dallas in some redonkulous 120 degree heat, and after 1 block, I was all, okay, turn around, we're getting back in the car now. It's too hot!

I complained about the heat incessantly in Mexico. Priso loves it. Guess I'm just a Canadian Used to my iglu and all that.


I'll go. I'll have an awesome time. But damn it's a freaking hassle! With the 1.9 yr old baby, and the 5 year old on the plane, and leaving behind 3 dogs, 3 cats, fish, chichillas, a rescued seagull, 8.5 goats, 49 chickens, young gestational tenants with a 2wks overdue baby, yada yada yada. It's just.....hugely inconvenient right now. I mean, I know, I know, it's Hawaii, I should just shut up, but, my head is spinning right now.

[Alelou]

Hey, that's the beauty of Hawaii. Maybe I've got this wrong (I was there in April), but it's my understanding that it never really gets that hot. Certainly not Texas hot.

[enterprikayak]

Good.

If it's hot, I'll complain to you about breach of something or other.

[Alelou]

Well, as someone coming from the FOOOOOORRRKS area, you might get a little sun stroke just from the sudden strange lack of cloud and mist...

[enterprikayak]

FFFOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRKKKKKKSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!