Killer Corn

January 20, 2015January 20, 2015 meisajDaily Life

I had this crazy dream last week. So much so that I had to tell everyone I could about it. Simple because it involved killer corn.

The dream started with my co-workers and I talking about my father. He was being pushed out of his job and forced to retire. I was pretty upset about it, but my dad told me it was ok.

At this point I realized we were looking into a lobby of a mall, or space ship, or something similar to that. If those things are similar or can be similar. Or at least it was a wide open space in a building or vehicle of some sort (I stick to it being a space ship).

There were massive crowds of people, all happy, until…. the Killer Corn came in. It was potted corn. Tall stalks of corn, each clay pot holding one corn stalk. How they moved, I’m not sure. It was more like a herd of potted corn stalks. They moved up to people, and the corn stalks opened their huge mouths and ate people. And the people they ate then popped out as evil potted corn stalks. The best example was a girl with red pigtails, who became an evil redheaded pigtailed potted corn stalk.

And with everyone they ate the herd of corn stalks grew. I was up on the balcony watching this happen. I ran to an outer window ledge. Evil potted corn stalks ran past the window chasing all the other people. I crawled out on the roof, but it wasn’t a roof, it was some terra cotta shingles covering and engine or some sort. I sat up here listening to people being eaten by the corn stalks. I sat and looked off in the distance, not really worrying about the quickly multiplying corn. Instead enjoying the heat from the engines and the view of fields in the distance.

And that’s when I woke up. All excited about killer corn.

PS – How about a dream soundtrack? This dream’s soundtrack – King Killer by Barkinghaus.

No Sun

January 20, 2015 meisajDaily Life

I love my dreams. They are just bizarre, but all have a narrative of some sort.

So in my dream last night Sam and I were in my parents house. We were staying in the basement and went upstairs when I saw that the sky was just dark. It was the middle of the day and dark as night outside.

Stepping out on the porch I could see stars and clouds and animals, just not the sun. It was like a clear summer night outside. I was freaking out because there was sun and it was the middle of the day. Sam on the other hand didn’t see the big deal. It was just something that happened, and she was sure the sun would be back tomorrow.

Just then I realized it was a school day, and I hadn’t cancelled work. But at the same time, it was near noon and I hadn’t had an e-mail, text, or phone call about not being at school. I kept trying to type ‘Cleveland.com’ into my phone to check school closings, but was unable to type Cleveland correctly. I seemed to recall in that the weather was supposed to be very cold (below zero) and that school should have been closed anyways, but I couldn’t remember closing the school. After several unsuccessful attempts to type in Cleveland I woke up.

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When I woke I still thought I had forgotten to cancel school and needed. It took a few minutes for me to completely come to my senses and realize it was all a dream.

Ugh…

November 3, 2014 meisajDaily Life

This:

Rick Santorum: Religious persecution in the U.S. could escalate as high as it did under Nazi Germany

I’m a little disgusted, not at all shocked. This is ridiculous. He says religious liberties are under assault, which is blatantly a lie. He’s essentially saying “WATCH OUT CHRISTIANS!!! YOU’LL BE PUT IN GAS CHAMBERS SOON!!!” Or that’s the comparison he makes. He recants later in the article, saying religious persecution in America is “fairly mild.”

There is no religious liberty under assault in America. His “religious persecution” is abortion rights and same-sex marriage. That’s his words from the article. That’s not religious persecution, that’s not being able to push his views on other people. His views based on his faith on other people regardless of their faith.

It comes down to a “my religion is right and because I believe my religion is right you, regardless of your views, beliefs or non-beliefs, have to defer to my religious beliefs.”

You can belief whatever you want religiously, but you can’t use your faith as a reason to limit others rights. Separation of Church and State. Politicians can follow whatever faith they want, but shouldn’t use that faith to govern.

The United States isn’t a Christian nation, it’s a nation of and for its citizens. All of them. Whether they are Christians, Jewish, Muslim, Pastafarian or atheist.

Halloween on Halloween

October 30, 2014October 30, 2014 meisajDaily Life

That’s my belief. Trick or Treating on any other day didn’t make sense barring a weather related disaster.

There are cities and towns around me that have moved their Trick or Treating to either Thursday or Saturday, with since even having it a week early on the 25th and 26th, instead of actually being on Halloween this year, which falls on Friday.

The reason…. There are high school football games on Friday.
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Vampire Kitty

October 30, 2014 meisajDaily Life

Did I ever mention that Angelo is a Vampire Kitty?

I snapped the picture below yesterday as proof. It does explain why he sleeps so much during the day.

Of course he sleeps a lot at night as well.

500 Words Every Day

October 1, 2014 meisajDaily Life

So I saw this challenge on Twitter. #500WED. 500 Words Every Day. It looks intriguing. Everyday you get a writing prompt and have to write 500 words based around that.

I’ve tried things like this in the past. I’ve started NaNoWriMo several times, never completing it. But I do like blogging and really like have prompts such as Rory’s Story Cubes. I’ve even used Rory’s Story Cubes with students at work to draft stories and inspire creativity.

So yeah. When I saw something like 500 WED I decided I should try it on my blog. I’m a storyteller by nature. I can make up stories on the spot, reasons behind different things, and various lies. Plus I have a ton of different stories from my own past that I love telling to anyone who will listen. So yeah, #500WED.

Writing doesn’t come as natural to me as drawing or doodling does. Writing my blog entries take time. I usually do them in the mornings when I have some spare sitting time (although lately I’ve preferred to sleep in as oppose to get up and write… but that has to do as much with work stress versus productivity at home).

As someone who likes to create things writing is something I’ve always wanted to do but never been too successful at. In college I kept a few journals. I found these unrolled composition notebooks at the college campus store and took a few as journals to write down my dreams and thoughts. Sadly after my sophomore year they stopped carrying them and I stopped keeping a journal…. although I always kept trying to get back into it.

My blog is my writing tool now. Even this I do on and off spurts though. I’m not too good on following through on things over the long run. I’ve tried NaNoWriMo, P90x, Daily Drawings (although that one lasted the longest, just over 3 years strong before I stopped), and others. But this, maybe with daily prompts I can manage to keep it up.

Arggg. 337 words and I still need to keep going.

So I guess this will be a good stress reliever from work as well. Work has been long and stressful lately, certainly more than last year at this time. I leave for work at 6:45am and leave from work at 5pm or later on a daily basis. It leaves me beat at the end of the day.

So that’s why I’ll be trying 500WED (damn… if only I spelled out Words Every Day I’d have more words here). Hopefully the writing prompts are slightly better than this one. Day 1: Write your story: Who are you? What brings you here? That is, write what makes you want to say, And so I write.

I’m looking through previous writing prompts, because they do these writing prompts every month, and I’m not sure they are going to be motivating enough to stick at it, so maybe I’ll mix the writing prompts with Rory’s Story Cubes when I get stuck. Some of the prompts would kill me to have to spend 500 words on. “Apologies and Forgiveness.” “How do you feel about mixing memoir and fiction?” “Branding.”. They might make me struggle.

“What’s your theme song?” That’s a prompt I could write a lot on. I’d have fun with that one.

But I guess the goal is to have fun with all of them.

I’ll work on it.