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Basement Project: Carpet Installed

It looks much better than a bare basement concrete floor.  The folded carpet is what was left over. Lynette said you can bind the edges to use it as an area rug.  Next the TV and furniture will be delivered but not until after Thanksgiving. 

Here some heavy slate pieces are holding down the wooden trim until the glue dries.

Today was a busy day; waiting for the carpet, taking the trash to the dump, calling Visa, calling the repair service for our microwave.  Thank goodness it's still under warranty. 


I walked around the park and treated myself to an ice cream cone, piece of apple pie and a large ice  tea at McDonald's. The portions of pie and ice cream are small. 



"I Will Derive" A Nerdy Video Clip

I must have had something like this in school but I have no idea now.


 I hope you enjoy the video.
I found it on Miss Cellania's blog.




Strange Canes


I was searching the web for a cane I might like. This is the cane left over from my back problems before surgery.


It's very comfortable with its padded handle and stable enough to stand on its own,  But it will easily tip over if pushed.


Here's a cane/seat:

It might be okay for outdoor events but too bulky for ordinary use.





A folding cane might be nice:

But will it stay open?






Gun cane?:

This must be a joke.





This sword cane is real.  Here's a video:


It's too deadly for me. 




I also found a stun gun cane and a blow dart cane.  Who knows what else is out there!




I think I'll stick with my old trusty off set, cushioned handle, tripod tip cane.



I Did It Again!

I seem to fall every six months or so.  I'm hesitant to use a cane because it makes me feel so old.  But it's much better than losing my balance.  Maybe I can find a cane that looks good and not make me feel frail.

Luckily it happened just as I got to the treatment center in the hospital.  A man and his daughter stopped and left their car to help me.  My glasses and cell phone were in the street.

The nurses at the IVIG infusion area took me to the emergency room where a CT scan showed no broken skull where I landed on the back of my head.  My blood work was good.

My IVIG treatment was rescheduled for tomorrow.  No luck having it cancelled for this month!


How to Tell Orientals Apart

I saw this video that I thought you might find interesting. It's from YouTube. Click on the picture above for a better view.

Tomorrow I go for another four hour IVIG treatment.  I'll surf the web, take a nap and whatever.  It's not very interesting except that I get some time to be by myself.  I'm lucky the treatment is covered by my insurance otherwise it would just be too expensive.



Basement Project: Clean Floor

It's been a while but we are finally restoring the basement after a flood a few years ago.  We didn't want to take out a loan so it took a long time.  It was the basement so there was no real hurry.

All the old furniture and carpet had to be removed and the cinder block walls underneath needed a waterproof coat of paint before the new walls could be put in.  I bought two dehumidifiers to keep the basement extra dry to prevent mold.



I'll show you more as it comes along.




Two Russian Dance Videos

Lynette  found these wonderful dances while surfing the web.  
Use full screen and sound.
  I hope you enjoy.


Military
I think they're ballet dancers.
The dance moves are great.


I especially like this one. They're amazing.
These women are so graceful, they appear to float.
The second half becomes more complex.


To-Do

Plans for today
  • Brief Blog Post
  • Take Lynette to physical therapy
  • My eye doctor appointment (1) checkup (2) floaters (3) new glasses prescription (4) left eye...
  • Plant blossom was disposed of
  • Carpet measured
  • ... 


Dracaena Fragrans Corroding Itself

Dracaena Fragrans
Martha from the Plowing Through Life (Martha) blog identified this plant for me.



It is very fragrant, almost too fragrant.  It started making holes in its own leaves by dripping a sticky liquid from its blossoms.




It seems a little strange to me.


Wonder What's in an Eye's Reflection?

I found this image while I was surfing the web yesterday.  
It made me wonder what I could find in the eye's reflection.  

Some people believe an image of the last thing a dead person saw would be imprinted on his eyes like a photograph.  That's why some murderers would pluck out the eyes of their victims, to avoid evidence.  Of course this is not what really happens.

I can see the car more clearly here.

The image is starting to blur but I notice another object
 even blurrier but starting to take shape.

My conclusion is that there are two cars on opposite sides of the street with the open road between them.  It must be a one way street because they are facing the same way.

What's on this other side of the eye's reflection?  I see a doorway behind the dark outline of what could be a person's head.  Maybe another doorway or window further down a hallway.

Any ideas?

Happy Halloween 2017


Description of Halloween is from Halloween – October 31 | National Day Calendar

"Typical festive Halloween activities include trick-or-treating (or the related “guising”), attending costume parties, decorating, carving pumpkins into jack-o’-lanterns, lighting bonfires, apple bobbing, visiting haunted house attractions, playing pranks, telling scary stories and watching horror films. In many parts of the world, the Christian religious observances of All Hallows’ Eve, including attending church services and lighting candles on the graves of the dead, remain popular. Although, in other locations, these solemn customs are less pronounced in favor of a more commercialized and secularized celebration. Because many Western Christian denominations encourage, although no longer require, abstinence from meat on All Hallows’ Eve, the tradition of eating certain vegetarian foods for this vigil day developed, including the consumption of apples, colcannon, cider, potato pancakes, and soul cakes."

HISTORY
"Dating back to an ancient pagan harvest festival marking the end of summer and beckoning the beginning of winter, seasons overlapped during Samhain (pronounced sah-win) and revelers believed the worlds of the living and the dead crossed. To interact with the spirits, the living would wear costumes and light bright bonfires to help protect them.
Similar celebrations honoring the dead took place in Roman traditions which were gradually blended and soon replaced the Celtic ceremonies.  All Martyrs Day established by Pope Boniface IV in 609 A.D. was eventually moved by Pope Gregory III to November 1 which later became known as All Saint’s Day. The eve of this celebration became known as All Hallows Eve or Halloween.
Through the Colonial era in America, Halloween celebrations were considered taboo due to religious beliefs. By the Victorian era, though, Halloween traditions featured fall festivals, parties and foods involving communities and neighborhoods."           Halloween – October 31 | National Day Calendar
I like Halloween but no children visit houses for candy in my area.  Maybe times are too dangerous.  I don't know. When we visited our grandson in New York we all got dressed up in costumes and went to the local park. It was still enjoyable.  This year we can't go so it will just be Lynette and I watching horror shows on TV.

Romantic Dracula (For Halloween)

Here are two versions of the same Vampire Waltz, each slightly different, both excellent.
Turn up the volume and go full screen for best effect.



This one has a small fiery section.










To Make a Confession (A Halloween Story)

There were four confessional areas built into the walls on each side of the church.  They had closed wooden doors flanked by deep purple curtains where the penitent would enter.  By looking closely, Tom could see that only one confessional was dimly lit.  Above the door was Father Alphonsus’ name engraved on a small rectangular wooden board that slid into a metal holder.  Tom pushed past the curtain.  Inside there was a padded wooden plank for kneeling facing a dark double-screened window that concealed the view.

“Father Alphonsus, are you there?”

Tom believed he saw a wood panel slide open removing one of the screens. He could see an obscure shadow on the other side of the screen.

“Are you Father Alphonsus?  I need to talk with you about something which has me deeply troubled.”

The shadow moved.  Then he heard an indistinct mumble or hum or rasping sound, which Tom assumed was the priest.

“A friend recommended I see you about a problem I’m having.  You see I’m reading a book that has me troubled.  Following the author’s instructions I took the book without paying for it.”

He listened for a response from behind the screen but only heard the same mumble or hum or rasping sound he heard before, which he took as a sign that the priest was listening.

“Then I performed a ceremony involving candles, incense and a vial of blue liquid, which I drank.  It was all only a game for me.”

The same mumble or hum or rasping sound came from behind the screen.

“It has to do with free will and forces released when turning away from traditional spirituality.  And well, I’m not sure how to explain it.  I want to put it all behind me.  But now I’m haunted by terribly evil thoughts, nightmares and shadows.  I’m sure it all has to do with having a guilty conscience.”

This time there was only silence from behind the screen.  Tom wondered if he might have shocked the old priest.

“Father Alphonsus, are you listening to me?  What do you have to say?”

More of the same mumbling sounds which Tom wished he could understand.

“I know it was wrong for me to take the book and experiment with spiritual ceremonies I know nothing about but can you help me get back some peace of mind?”

Again there was no response, only the sound of wind passing by the confessional.  When Tom looked through the screen separating him from the priest the dark shadow moved to one side.

“Why don’t you have the decency to answer me?”

Still there was no response. 


In a fit of rage, he left the confessional. Tom was determined to find out why the priest behind the closed door did not respond.  

He tried the doorknob.  

It was unlocked.  

The door flew open.  

It was pushed from inside.  

When he looked, there was no one there, only an empty chair.



Not a Nightmare (A Halloween Story)




When Tom awoke, he was on his back.  Next to him on the ground was a woman lying on her side facing away from him.  He tried to get to his feet.  The road seemed to spin too much for him to endure.  He fell back down.

He looked at his hands.  They were soaked in blood.  The taste of blood and bits of steak-like shreds were wedged between his teeth.  He explored the inside of his mouth with his tongue.  It felt like the remnants of some barely cooked steak.  He wiped the blood from his lips on the arm of his jacket staining it bright red.

The story becomes bloodier. 

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