Show me yours, and I'll show you mine: MAKE A COSTUME OUT OF JUST *ONE* CASTAWAY HOUSEHOLD ITEM: such as a sheer curtain, a lampshade, a piece of throwaway carpet, a plant, etc. You may add make-up, body-paint, or eyeglasses. Wrote *2009* somewhere on your body or on the costume. Take a photo and POST it HERE on MM.
Jasmuheen (born Ellen Greve) was probably the most famous advocate of Breatharianism during the 1990s. She claimed "I can go for months and months without having anything at all other than a cup of tea. My body runs on a different kind of nourishment." Several interviewers found her house full of food, but she claimed the food was for her husband. In 1999, she volunteered to be monitored closely by the Australian television program 60 Minutes for one week without eating to demonstrate her methods. Greve claimed that she failed because on the first day of the test she had been confined in a hotel room near a busy road, saying that the stress and pollution kept her from getting the nutrients she needed from the air. ?I asked for fresh air. Seventy percent of my nutrients come from fresh air. I couldn?t even breathe,? she said. On the third day the test moved to a mountainside retreat where she could get plenty of fresh air and live happily. After Greve had fasted for four days, Dr. Beres Wenck, president of the Queensland branch of the Australian Medical Association, urged her to stop the test.
According to the doctor, Greve?s pupils were dilated, her speech was slow, she was "quite dehydrated, probably over 10%, getting up to 11%." Towards the end of the test, she said, "Her pulse is about double what it was when she started. The risks if she goes any further are kidney failure. 60 Minutes would be culpable if they encouraged her to continue. She should stop now." The test was stopped. Dr. Wink said, "Unfortunately there are a few people who may believe what she says, and I'm sure it's only a few, but I think it's quite irresponsible for somebody to be trying to encourage others to do something that is so detrimental to their health." She challenged the results of the program, saying, "Look, 6,000 people have done this around the world without any problem." Though she claims thousands of followers, mostly in Germany, there is no evidence that any have lived for long periods of time without any food at all.
Jasmuheen was awarded the Bent Spoon Award by Australian Skeptics in 2000 ("presented to the perpetrator of the most preposterous piece of paranormal or pseudoscientific piffle"). She also won the 2000 Ig Nobel Prize for Literature for Living on Light. Jasmuheen claims that their beliefs are based on the writings and "more recent channelled material" of the Count of St Germain. She claims that her DNA has expanded from 2 to 12 strands, to "absorb more hydrogen". When offered $30,000 to prove her claim with a blood test, she said that she didn't understand the relevance.
Welcome back VL - haven't had the pleasure of your writings for some time. Have you been in the hospital or did your spaceship run out of fuel?
According to the Mayan Calendar discussed on the History Channel last evening, it is predicted that the final doomsday of our Earth will be December 21, 2012.
So what the Heck? Even Jesus liked to eat, drink and be merry. Therefore I dedicate this blog to my fellow FOODARIANS, those who have reached the PURE state and eat many human foods.
Check out Al Gore. He is a bright successful man with a nice jelly belly-- probably likes his merlot every night. Outta try it you "airheads" as it's good for the heart - in moderation.
A friend had an air plant in her never used ashtray, in dirt, of course. It shriveled up and died, even though she was not supposed to water it.OOPS Should have gotten a chia pet. lol Could have opened the sunroof when it rained.
Now is the opportunity to be a part of a chapter of MM with your *own* label. No secret buttons would be needed and I see the members are *not* interested in a peanut butter war. Why create conflict where there is none?
Those who want to be in charge, who *model* honesty, leadership, and appropriate online behaviors can make some extra cash while surrounding themselves with persons they prefer to be with.
I seem to recall someone saying that personal issues should not be printed in the blogs, but in email(s). Great idea.
It's no secret that Sarah Palin is lacking experience in several areas necessary to be vice president. Although she succeeded in her recent visit to see the troops and leaders in Kuwait, she got bad scores with the media for her interview with Katie Couric.
The latest news is that Palin will be kept from participating in an interview with Joe Biden due to his ability to rip her to shreds. ...Is Palin being protected too much? Is this an unfair practice before an election? What are your thoughts about this?
I was concerned about the so-called financial adjustments being planned to assist home owners so they might keep their properties. But what concerned me more was end of day stock market drop reports and listening to some political satirists, like Bill Maher. Yes, our country is in huge financial trouble. I ask myself if 9/11 had never happened would we have smooth sailing today? What do others think?
My decision about who to vote for has changed several times and now I am looking at Obama again as he has Buffet on his side. We sure could use a great financial expert.
.....Are we in a Depression or headed for one, in your opinion?
.....Has the newest financial debauchle influenced your vote?
DISEASES CONCERN EVERYONE (2008)
~~Centers for Disease Control (CDC) estimates about 65 million Americans are living with a sexually transmitted disease (STD).
~~About half of all people will be infected by an STD sometime in their lifetimes.
~~More than 19 million new cases occur each year In the United States, almost half of them among young people aged 15 to 24.
~~Each year, one in four teens contracts an STD.
~~As many as one in four Americans have Genital Herpes, and up to 90% are unaware that they have it.
~~Each year in the United States, more than $13 billion is spent on major STDs including human immunodeficiency virus (HIV).
~~All STDs can be improved by treatment, and some can be cured, but many people who are infected don't recognize the symptoms.
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Some of this report surprised me and parts of it did not. Just wondering your thoughts about these findings.....
There is a very special condom that is quite thick and used inside of the female. It is known as the "female condom" and it's offered to HIV and AIDS carriers. This special barrier has two pliable rings, one at each end. It is expensive, but free for the asking to carriers of this deadly disease.
Sorry to say, I am not a self-proclaimed genius, but a good listener with a wonderful but infected friend who taught me much about this, plus I do read as well.
Healthy Living / Women's Health
~~~IN PAIN? hAVE AN ORGASM.
Sex Researcher Beverly Whipple Dishes on the Big O
By Norine Dworkin-McDaniel, Special to LifeScript
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Sex researcher, educator and counselor Beverly Whipple, Ph.D., has been studying and talking about sex since the late 1970s. She is a professor emerita at Rutgers University in New Jersey and co-author of The Science of Orgasm (The Johns Hopkins University Press, 2006), among other publications. Last year, New Scientist named her one of the 50 most influential scientists in the world. LifeScript caught up with Whipple to talk about the G spot, ejaculation and why you might want to skip the aspirin and have two orgasms the next time you?re in pain?
LifeScript: Why is it so important to study sex?
Beverly Whipple: My goal has been to validate the experiences of women. For instance, women who liked vaginal stimulation were told that all orgasms are from clitoral stimulation, and we?ve found that?s not necessarily so. Clitoral stimulation is wonderful, but we?ve shown that women can have orgasms from many different forms of stimulation.
Gentlemen, think about how many email notices you may have received from females to indicate they view you as one of their FAVORITES.(Note: Only members can do that) How do you respond, if at all? Is there a proper response due to the sender?
Nymphomaniac Convention A man boards an airplane and takes his seat. As he settles in, he glances up and sees a most beautiful woman boarding the plane. He soon realizes she is heading straight towards his seat. A wave of nervous anticipation washes over him. Lo and behold, she takes the seat right beside his. Eager to strike up a conversation, he blurts out, "Business trip or vacation?". "Nymphomaniac Convention in Chicago," she states. Whoa!!! He swallows hard and is instantly crazed with excitement. Here's the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen, sitting RIGHT next to him and she's going to a meeting of nymphomaniacs! Struggling to maintain his outward cool, he calmly asks, "What's your business role at this convention?" "Lecturer", she says. "I use my experiences to debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality." "Really," he says, swallowing hard, "what myths are those?" "Well," she explains, "one popular myth is that African American men are the most well-endowed when, in fact, it is the Native American Indian who is most likely to possess that trait. Another popular myth is that French men are the best lovers, when actually it is men of Greek descent." Suddenly, the woman becomes very embarrassed and blushes. "I'm sorry," she says, "I shouldn't be discussing this with you, I don't even know your name!". "Tonto," the man says, as he extends his hand. "Tonto Papadopoulos" __________________________________ Dinner Party A wife and her husband were having a dinner party for some important guests. The wife was very excited about this and wanted everything to be perfect. At the very last minute, she realized that she didn't have any snails for the dinner party, so she asked her husband to run down to the beach with the bucket to gather some snails. Very grudgingly he agreed. He took the bucket, walked out the door, down the steps, and out to the beach. As he was collecting the snails, he noticed a beautiful woman strolling alongside the water just a little further down the beach. He kept thinking to himself, "Wouldn't it be great if she would even just come down and talk to me?" He went back to gathering the snails. All of a sudden he looked up, and the beautiful woman was standing right over him. They started talking and she invited him back to her place. They ended up spending the night together. At seven o'clock the next morning he woke up and exclaimed, "Oh no! My wife's dinner party!" He gathered all his clothes, put them on real fast, grabbed his bucket, and ran out the door. He ran down the beach all the way to his apartment. He ran up the stairs of his apartment. He was in such a hurry that when he got to the top of the stairs, he dropped the bucket of snails. There were snails all down the stairs. The door opened just then, with his very angry wife standing in the doorway, wondering where he's been all this time. He looked at the snails all down the steps, then he looked at her, then back at the snails, and said, "Come on guys, we're almost there!" __________________________________ The Milkman The milkman was doing his weekly collection of the milk money one evening, when he rang the doorbell of number 6. At first there was no answer, so he rang again. After a few minutes a teenage boy came to the door dressed only in a pair of boxer shorts with a bottle of beer in one hand, a cigar in his mouth, and what looked like a couple of prostitutes, one under each arm. The milkman was a bit taken aback, but after a pause said "Excuse me sonny, but are either of your parents in?" The boy took the cigar out of his mouth with his free hand, blew a big puff of smoke, and replied "Does it f***ing look like it?" __________________________________ The Tunnel A Scotsman an Englishman, a hot blonde and a fat brunette get on the subway. They go into a tunnel and the lights go out, and suddenly they all hear a loud slap. When the lights come on, the Englishman has a big red handprint on his face. The blonde thinks: "Oh, the Englishman must have made a move for me, but fondled that fat woman by mistake and she slapped him." The fat woman thinks: "Hmm, that Englishman tried to put the moves on that blonde and got slapped. Good for her." The Englishman thinks: "Hey, that Scotsman must have went for the blonde, and she slapped me by mistake!". The Scotsman thinks: "Boy, I hope we go through another tunnel soon, so I can wallop that English bastard again." __________________________________ Train Set A mother was working in the kitchen, listening to her five-year-old son playing with his new electric train set in the living room. She heard the train stop and her son saying, "All of you bastards who want off, get the hell off now, cause this is the last stop! And all of you bastards who are getting on, get your arse in the train, cause we're going down the tracks". The horrified mother went in and told her son, "We don't use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you are to stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language." Two hours later, the son came out of the bedroom and resumed playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say, "All passengers who are disembarking the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. We thank you for travelling with us today and hope your trip was a pleasant one." She hears the little boy continue, "For those of you just boarding, we ask you to stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember, there is no smoking on the train. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today." As the mother began to smile, the child added, "For those of you who are pissed off about the TWO HOUR delay, please see the c*nt in the kitchen." __________________________________ The Magic of Toilet Paper A husband, tired of his wife asking him how she looks, buys her a full-length mirror. This does little to help, as now she just stands in front of the mirror, looking at herself, asking him how she looks. One day, fresh out of the shower, she is yet again in front of the mirror, now complaining that her breasts are too small. Uncharacteristically, the husband comes up with a suggestion. "If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between your breasts for a few seconds." Willing to try anything, the wife fetches a piece of toilet paper, and stands in front of the mirror, rubbing it between her breasts. "How long will this take?" she asks. "They'll grow larger over a period of years," he replies. The wife stops and asks, "Why do you think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts grow over the years?" The husband shrugs, "Why not, it worked for your arse, didn't it?" __________________________________ James Bond James Bond walks into a bar and takes a seat next to a very attractive woman. He gives her a quick glance, then casually looks at his watch for a moment. The woman notices this and asks, "Is your date running late?" "No", drawls 007, "Q's jusht given me this shtate-of-the-art watch and I was jusht teshting it." The intrigued woman says, "A state-of-the-art watch? What's so special about it?" Bond explains, "It uses alpha waves to talk to me telepathically." The lady says, "What's it telling you now?" "Well, it shays you're not wearing any knickersh...." The woman giggles and replies, "Well it must be broken because I am wearing knickers!" Bond tuts, taps his watch and says, "Damn thing's an hour fasht." __________________________________ A History of Teaching Maths Teaching Maths in 1950: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for ?100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit? Teaching Maths in 1960: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for ?100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or ?80. What is his profit? Teaching Maths in 1970: A logger exchanges a set L of lumber for a set M of money. The cardinality of set M is 100. Each element is worth one dollar. Make 100 dots representing the elements of the set M. The set C, the cost of production contains 20 fewer points than set M. Represent the set C as a subset of set M and answer the following question: What is the cardinality of the set P of profits? Teaching Maths in 1980: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for ?100. His cost of production is ?80 and his profit is ?20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20. Teaching Maths in 1990: By cutting down beautiful trees, the logger makes ?20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the forest birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down the trees? There are no wrong answers. Teaching Maths in 2000: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for ?100. His cost of production is ?120. How does Arthur Andersen determine that his profit margin is ?60? __________________________________ Long Live the Pope The Pope had become very ill and was taken to many doctors, all of whom could not figure out how to cure him. Finally he was brought to an old physician, who stated that he could figure it out. After about an hour's examination he came out and told the cardinals that he knew what was wrong. He said that the bad news was that it was a rare disorder of the testicles. He said that the goods news was that all the pope had to do to be cured was to have sex. Well, this was not good news to the cardinals, who argued about it at length. Finally they went to the pope with the doctor and explained the situation. After some thought, the pope stated, "I agree, but under four conditions." The cardinals were amazed and there arose quite an uproar. Over all of the noise there arose a single voice that asked, "And what are the four conditions?" The room stilled. There was a long pause... The pope replied, "First the girl must be blind, so that she cannot see with whom
MEET JACK SCHITT
Jack is the only son of Awe Schitt and O. Schitt, and he has an interesting family tree:
In 1957, Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, married O. Schitt, the owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc.
They had one son, Jack.
Jack Schitt grew up and married Noe, and together Jack and Noe Schitt produced 6 children:
Holie Schitt (who came to be known as "The Lucky Schitt")
Shineola (who didn't really have the Schitt Face)
-Bull Schitt (who really looked like Schitt, the father),
and the twins: Dip Schitt and Deap Schitt.
Dip Schitt was not very bright, and was known as "The stupid Schitt", and she married Dumb Schitt, a high school drop out who happened to share the same last name (no relation, however). Friends affectionately nicknamed them "The Schitts". Their marriage produced no little Schitts.
The other twin, Deap Schitt, went on to build a deodorant empire, which became famous for it's slogan: "Smell Like Schitt". Interestingly, that slogan only worked in the United States, and another slogan was more popular in the U.K.: "Put a dab of Schitt on your pits." When the company launched its product into Australia, a third slogan was used successfully: "Smell Like Schitt Down Under".
But soon, trouble developed and Noe Schitt divorced Jack and promptly married a nice man named Ted Sherlock, but being a modern woman, she decided to hyphenate her name. She become known as Noe Schitt-Sherlock.
Jack was depressed at losing Noe, but he, too, remarried a nice lady named Loda. The blushing bride, Loda Schitt, produced a son of nervous disposition, whom they named Chicken Schitt.
Jack and Loda went on to produce two more boys, Krappy Schitt and Ugglee Schitt.
These athletic brothers, Krappy and Ugglee, married the stunningly beautiful Happens Sisters in a dual ceremony.
The "Schitt-Happens" Wedding was a huge affair, and this union also produced many offspring:
-and Pig Schitt
But once again, Jack lost his love for his wife, and left to tour the world. He recently returned from an extended visit to Italy with his newest bride, Pisa.
Presently Jack Schitt and his 3rd wife, Pisa Schitt, are living without children in New Jersey on property which contains a stream of water, now known to the locals as "Schitt Creek."
From now on, nobody can say you don't know Jack Schitt!
I wonder if I will ever be able to fill up 80 Gigs,but I have 1,186 songs so far. These are many titles, but "not" all, of the musicians and singers in my IPOD. Some names represent my favorites and may have 3 to 5 albums saved and others might be just one or a few songs. SO, WHAT'S IN YOUR IPOD? (By the way, I am the youngest of three siblings and my mother was a singer, hence, my appreciation of the "very" old songs is strong.)
Led Zeppelin..... Earth, Wind And Fire..... The Doors..... Bob Dylan..... Diana Krall..... Frank Sinatra ..... The Carpenters..... Sarah Brightman..... David Miracle Spirit Flutes (Native American Music) ..... Patsy Cline..... "Slow Jams" Series R n B from 60s 70s 80s..... Aisha Duo..... BillBoards NO. 1s of the 80s..... Insingizi Spirit of Africa..... George Carlaw Classical Italy..... Native Spirit..... Sissel (my favorite).... The Crests.... The Stones..... Chicago..... Cat Stevens..... The Drifters..... Cream..... Sara Evans..... Etta James..... Eva Cassidy..... Trisha Yearwood..... Brook Denton..... Alison Krauss..... Van Morrison..... Amy Winehouse..... Cool Hand Luke..... The Rascals..... Dana Fuchs..... Eddie Izzard.... Elton John..... Adele..... The Stylistics..... Sarah Brightman..... Evan Rachel Wood..... Fleetwood Mac...... Leona Lewis..... The Secret Machines..... Tara Jane O'Neil..... Josh Groban..... Steppenwolf..... Sara Bareilles..... The O'Jays..... Anzan..... Thomas Walker Thai Chi... The Everly Brothers..... James Heatherington.... The Kills.... The Association..... The New Year... Teddy Pendergrass... The Temptations.... Norah Jones.... The Fleetwoods..... Joe Cocker.... Carbon Leaf..... Milosh..... Calexico..... The Box Tops..... The Crystals...... The Delfonics..... Habib Koite and Bamada..... Karsh Dale..... Tommy Roe.... Chris Jaggar..... Billie Holiday.... Bee Gees..... George Michael.. Josephine Baker...... Rod Stewart..... The Beatles..... John Gary..... RJD2... Sly and the Family Stone............ The Cure.... Peabo Bryson.... Nina Simone............ Gerry and the Pacemakers................... The Floaters... Jack Jones.......... Al Green............... The Isley Brothers.. Garnet Mimms.......... Wayne Fontana............... Ray Charles.... James Brown.......... The Mills Brothers......... Mamie Van Doren........ Little Anthony and the Imperials........... The Friends of distinction.......... Shirley Bassey.............. Paul Revere and the Raiders.......... L.E.O....................The Four Freshmen.......... The Brothers Four..... The Ink Spots.......... The McCoys.......... .........Joe Anderson.. The Platters.......... The Chi-Lites.......... Zen Music for Relaxation....... The Fontane Sisters..Marilyn Monroe.......... Nickel Creek............... Jose' Feliciano .......... .....Michael McDonald... Bing Crosby.......... Herman's Hermits........... The Dreamers......... Bono and Secret Machines.......... The Andrews Sisters..... The Posies.......... MarvinGaye..The Miracles.... Sam and Dave.................... T.V. Carpio .......... Harold Melvin and the Bluenotes.......... Ella Fitzgerald................. Dick Haymes...............Brigitte Bardot .................................... Edith Piaf.......... The Spinners.............. Doris Troy............................... The Manhattans.......... Eddie Floyd...... Yma Sumac.......... The Shangri-las.......... Dinah Washington............. Eartha Kitt...... Ann-Margaret.......... Lou Christie.......... Spanky and Our Gang...... The Tokens........ Mike and the Mechanics.......... Monareta.................... Pat Benatar..... The B-52s.......... Major Harris............. Carmen Miranda............ The Highwaymen
"He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother" .......What should I do?
I cannot stop thinking about what an experience I had two days ago. It weighs so heavily on me that my thoughts keep bringing me back to that moment in the beauty salon when a very tall, unkempt, very powerful-looking Afro-American walked into my downtown "Latino" salon and and stood in the middle of the room. You could hear the silence. I felt frightened at first "judgement" looking at his "doo-rag", knowing he was not there for a haircut. "Robbery" was my first thought as it was not the best part of town.
"I would like to speak with the proprietor of this salon", he said. We relaxed and the cutting and coloring and speaking continued. My friend, Daniel, stepped forward and motioned him to sit with him next to me in the front window. I was honored to meet such a man of candor. He explained that the bus just dropped him off at the homeless shelter and he needed employment, anything, just to buy soap, underwear, deordorant, and shaving supplies.
He talked about his ten years in prison and that he DID do the crime. He was honest as can be and shook his hand for his honesty. I was amazed by his good manners, however I could tell he needed a shower. I helped out my friend Daniel, a rather shy type, and explained how the economy had taken it's toll on this salon, so much so that he had come in to work so he did not have to pay anoyone to be a receptionist. We wished him well and I so wanted to help him.
Here I go again. My bleeding heart. I just bought a new car, just because I "had" to and I know I will be going out to buy a collection of necessities and will even meet with the manager of Walmart about this man. After all, he was made the cell mate of our former governor of CT, as he explained, so he must have been a model prisoner.
In prison films, the dischargees are given two hundred dollars and a new set of clothes. I suppose that is not true in our state.
I asked him if he had done a white collar or a blue collar crime and he said, "white" and for some stupid reason this made me feel safer. I "never" want to meet him again, but he will pick up his items at the salon andI will ask the others if they would like to chip in as well.
We can only make change on this earth "one person at a time".
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
*Excerpted with permission from THE INVITATION by Oriah Mountain Dreamer (published May 1999).
Suppose an office worker, a good friend you have known and worked with for three years, sends you this E-card. It is a shock to you, plus you have no feelings for this person in your management group. How do you handle it?