September 12, 2011

Eonvrye Taht Can Raed Tihs Rsaie Yuor Hnad

I have gotten this in emails, and even wrote a short blog on it myself once. Shame on me because I didn’t do my so important research or I would of never bought into this in the first place. Time to put an end to it’s ill-fated history and just have fun with it.

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Eonvrye taht can raed tihs rsaie yuor hnad.

Isn't it interesing that only boys have their hands up? (Not my quote.)

Only a certain kind of mind can read this but I refuse to believe that only men can do it because I have no problem! I think “word scrambling” is fun and somewhat revealing but what is different about the girl’s versus the boys reading this?
It’s amazing what the mind can do and the zillions of things it does for us everyday without a glitch is fantastic! However, I don’t feel that male and female minds differ at all. Not the hard-wiring anyway and my doctor would back me up on that. Tee hee!

When it comes down to it our brains are wired just like an electronic circuit, there’s no difference except they are an organ and send chemical signals. Those chemical signals still run along pathways in the brain just like current through a circuit in a computer but that is where the resemblance ends. No computer could ever replace our hard working brains.
  
Oddly enough after seeing the black and white photo above in an email talking about “word scrambling” and then no reference as to why the girl’s didn’t have their hands up also gave me the clue I needed to de-bunk this whole Cambridge word scrambling thing.

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It isn’t true. I’m not the only person who believes this isn’t true that I found. Cambridge University never did a study on word scrambling and the black and white picture with the kids was thrown in as good measure whether it was explained or not. I could not find this picture with any studies on word scrambling and I would bet a “man” wrote this information into Wikipedia in the first place. Tee hee!

This next statement was also untrue or I failed at finding it, but there is no studies done at Cambridge University that bore this information out:

If you can raeid tihs elaisy, you do hvae a secapil mnid for srue. Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.  What kind of special? Are you kidding me? Lol!

Then the statement that always shows up on sites, blogs that claim this was a real study:
Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

Before I put this to rest FOR GOOD (I will never blog on it again) the real reason you can read the word scrambling is because by putting the right letters at the beginning and end of each word you are stimulating what you learned already in life. It’s called “how to read.”

In grade school you are taught how to read and how to use those words properly. (English class.) After learning this your brain can remember whole words and more by then so if you can identify the word by a few letters and where it’s being used it’s a snap. Remember I said the brain was an incredible circuit. Ta da! You can read word scrambling. 
I’d like to get some response on this so if you could leave a comment telling me whether you can or can’t read the word scrambling and what sex you are that would be awesome. I’ll print the results out later for you if I get enough data.
I did find a great thing that was true about reading the word scrambling. It’s the same truth about being able to see certain optical illusions. If you can do it, it’s a good indicator that you won’t get Alzheimer’s later in life.

While I’m talking about incorrect facts…. all of you bloggers and people doing research online. I have a pet peeve and it’s with Wikipedia. I don’t use it personally. There have been one too many times where I have found the wrong information or at the least incorrect facts. Yes, some people might like a place where they can correct or add to information that other people are relying on. But when I look something up I want the facts from the horses mouth. I want the real goods and Wikipedia just isn’t it.

I’m just saying, if you want to be taken seriously in your writing you should do enough research so that you know what you’re talking about especially if it’s something new and be careful about adding facts or figures you’re not sure of. Have a lovely week and enjoy yourselves! 
 
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September 11, 2011

The Humorous Twelve Steps

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The Humorous Twelve Steps

1. I decided I could handle my emotional problems if other people would just quit trying to ruin my life.

2. I firmly believe that there is no greater power than myself, and anyone who said so was insane.

3. I made a decision to remove my will and my life from God, who didn’t understand me anyhow.

4. I made a searching and thorough moral inventory of everyone I know, so, they couldn’t fool me and take advantage of my good nature.

5. I sought those people out and tried to get them to admit to me, by God the exact nature of their wrongs.

6. I became willing to help these people get rid of these defects of character.

7. I was humble enough to ask these people to remove their shortcomings.

8. I kept a list of all the people who had harmed me and waited patiently for a chance to get even with them.

9. I got even with these people whenever possible, except when to do so would get me into trouble too.

10. I continued to take everyone’s inventory and when they were wrong, which was most of the time, I promptly  make them admit it.

11. Sought through the concentration of my will-power to get God, who didn’t understand me anyhow, to see that my ideas were the best and He ought to give me the power to carry them out.

12. Having maintained my emotional problems for twenty four years with these steps, I can thoroughly recommend them to others who don’t want to lost their hard-earned status, but wish to be left alone to practice neurosis in everything they do for the rest of their lives.

*Borrowed from the Anonymous Programs  

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Today is the tenth anniversary of 911 and I am sorry for everyone’s losses in NYC, the Pentagon and the world. Also all the people who’s lives were touched somehow because of the chain reactions of 911. God Bless us all and may we survive what is yet to come.
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Talented Cat Does His Routine


This is Stupid Videos. com. This cat is talented and smart! Check it out and you’ll see for yourselves! I think cats are so intelligent, they are the best! They can do just about anything and they’re so smart and beautiful! What awesome animals cats are.

Here’s some nice images of cats to enjoy along with the video, “talented cat does his routine” and I hope you like them.

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I especially like this image, if I had my way I’d be a cat and this would be me turning into one! A black cat of course. Tee hee!

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September 10, 2011

The Keep On Bloggin’ Award

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Here’s your peek! No, I’m not getting a big head or anything; tee hee! I know I like to get awards and so do other people, it makes them feel good. It’s nice to be appreciated from time to time! So when I read my Followers blogs and all the great new stuff I discover I’ll be handing out my own blogging awards that I made. That way I can express how I feel about bloggers who are doing excellent, artistic work. (At least in my eyes and I think I’m a pretty good judge.)

There’s no time schedule that I’m using to give my award out on. I’m going to take my time and savor the reading material as I go. Well, most of it…lol! As I read other’s blogs if I find a winning blog I’ll get ahold of you and tell you how to receive the award. Please no copying unless the award is yours.

I have been blogging and writing a longgggg time, I love to write and for me the art (or images) is always part of it. Doing the site, writing the blogs then poking into other’s  lives and the way someone expresses themselves is so awesome! I love to read and write blogs and that’s no lie! Ha ha!

Just wanted you to know what’s up and now I’ll finish out my weekend of fun. Hope yours is good too.
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September 8, 2011

Not Your Normal Pool Party

I was looking at some news stories today and I couldn’t believe the media storm this meteorologist from Little Rock, Arkansas got himself into! So far this story is just breaking but I can tell you I can’t wait to hear the whole story; IF we ever do.

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Brett Cummins was found sleeping with a dead man.

Christopher Barbour, 36 had a party last Sunday night at his home with his friends Brett Cummins, 33 and Dexter Paul Williams, 24. It was reported by Officer Gregory Roussie that the three of them had been drinking and snorting illegal narcotics, though Barbour could not identify the drugs. Around 10 PM, Cummins and Williams moved into the hot tub, where Barbour joined them while they continued the party until Barbour retired for the night around 11PM where he fell asleep on his couch in the living room.

Around 8AM Monday morning Barbour woke up to snoring. When he approached the hot tub he found his friends were at the bottom of the hot tub and that it had no water in it. He saw that Williams head was lying behind Cummins left shoulder. After he woke up Cummins they both saw that Williams was discolored and cold. Cummins screamed and ran to the living room where he threw up with Barbour behind him.

The medics showed up at 8:10AM. Williams body was lying on the bottom of the empty hot tub with a dog collar around his neck. He had a ring of blood around his head. He was pronounced dead.

In the master bedroom they also found some bottles of pills although they are not saying at this point what the pills were. They also found a pair of men’s shorts.

No arrests had been made, but an investigation is under way, Lt. Jim Hansard told CNN on Thursday. "We don't have a crime -- yet," he said. "That's part of the investigation." Police said they are not releasing preliminary autopsy results.

KARK made note of the incident on its website. "Our Meteorologist Brett Cummins was at the home at the time of the death and we felt we should share this with our viewers," the report said Tuesday. "Brett will not be on the air as he is mourning the loss of his friend. Our thoughts go out to the family and friends of Dexter Williams."

The family of Dexter Williams has asked for privacy and made this statement; "While we are disturbed by the circumstances surrounding the death of our son, we are confident the authorities will fully investigate this tragic event."

I wouldn’t feel so confident these days if I was his family! After all their son was doing illegal acts with two men at least 10 years older than him that is claiming their dead friend was “just easily influenced” with the family agreeing with them. That is pitiful.

Still, if it had been one of us we’d be IN JAIL waiting for the police ‘to look into it’. People go to jail in Arkansas for illegal drugs even medical pot. My mom lived in Little Rock and everyone has a gun and you don’t mess with the cops! OMG!
 
So Cummins is saying he’s innocent of murder and both of his friends and family say Williams was easily influenced. OK but what about the drugs? I wonder how many of these parties with illegal drugs Barbour has had in the past? Who influenced whom for real?

I used to enjoy my visits to Little Rock while my mom lived there and the people were all very nice and really good cooks! I will have to keep an eye on this story. Good night my friends!

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Illusion Carpet in The Game Store

 
This optical illusion carpet, spotted in a Paris video game store provides an illusion of a vortex floor. The effect is achieved by printing bent lines in an according manner, just like what we have already seen in Apple’s executive garden. Not only does this carpet mess with your mind, it might also make you actually trip while trying to walk across it! Can you see the floor as flat, which it actually is?
 

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I want to have this carpeting all through my house. Enjoy the rest of these optic illusions.


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If you see the woman spinning to the right you are using the right side of your brain. If she spins to the left you are using the left side of your brain. Practice to see if you can use both sides of your brain to make her spin both directions. Practice makes perfect.
 

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With Monday being a holiday this week is going even faster! Soon the weekend will be upon us again, it’s already Thursday! Hope your week has been great!
 
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September 2, 2011

Passing On Some Sunshine


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This is the “sunshine award”.

I was very happy to receive my first award, the “Sunshine Award” on June 22nd, 2011 by my long time friend Seth. All he asked was that I pass it on to 10 people that I think deserve it and for those people to pass it on to 10 of their favorites and so on. Seth was sweet enough to give me one which was my very first award. If you wish to read the blog here it is:
http://bekkieswonderland.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-sunshine.html.

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I think that blogging and social networks have really brought me into contact with so many fascinating people that I could of never accessed otherwise in one lifetime. It is so amazingly cool! It’s my honor to pass on this award. After all, are we bloggers or aren’t we? Yeaaaaa!
It feels as good to pass on an award to another person as it does to receive one; try it you’ll see. So I ask that each of you that gets one now passes on this award onto 10 new people who’s BlogSpot’s spread sunshine to you through their blogs. Don’t they deserve a reward?
Here’s my picks:

2. Cat

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While thinking of which sites to give the award to, I decided that I’m a good enough judge at reading and writing blogs (I’ve been at it for 25+ years) that I am going to be giving out my own awards in the future. So I can show my fellow blogsters how much I really enjoy their daily offerings anytime.

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If I named your BlogSpot, copy and paste the award to your computer and then you can put it on your BlogSpot if you wish to show it off.  Oh, why not? I wrote a blog on receiving one. It felt great. Tee hee!

Here is the embed code if you want to add it that way:


Please copy ALL of the embed code above; then paste it in an html gadget box to put it on your site that way.
Have a fantastic holiday and you know what I say……….
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August 18, 2011

Woke Up With An Old Love On My Mind

I woke up this morning without remembering any dreams but I did have something on my mind that I hadn’t thought of in a long time. The love of my life.

In 1997 I thought I was happily married. We were living in beautiful Foster City in a large 2 bedroom apt. right on the slue. I had already bought the car of my dreams and with no kids I had what most people might consider a “dream life”.

Amongst the regular household chores I had the best patio garden in our complex. I had an art table where I worked on whatever I wished, I could do anything I was interested in and just like I am today that was quite a lot! So why did I feel there was something missing?

My now X and I moved in together in 1977 and got married in 1982. By the time 1997 came around I found to my dismay that I was living with a drunk and worse. Not the lose your job, bail out of jail, violent type drunk oh no! I may have realized it sooner. But he was a sneaky quiet drunk who after much alcohol became like a living statue that would not speak or move. Not much fun.

He was a hard worker that never took vacations much once we were married. Our sex life that used to be rich and rewarding was totally lack-luster. We didn’t do much together anymore and he was fast becoming a fat snoring slob to me in bed or out!

I was only in my early 40’s and I was so lonely. I decided to have an affair to infuse my life with some much needed attention from a man. I met a few men here and there but nobody stood out. I was just looking for an affair. Then, a friend from the city called me.

My friend had heard about a huge club in San Francisco where you could hang out all day, they had free bands, food and everything. She said it was three stories of party time with plenty of bodies. I went the next day.

When I walked in what a sight this place was and full of people like she said! All kinds of amazing people! Two floors had couches and chairs all over and I used to sit up there and listen to the bands that played there in the evenings. This place was not a bar so no alcohol was allowed and that was fine with me. I was pulling away from my interests at home and was spending more time in the city. I would go home at night.

I started meeting people at this club. We had a cozy little group of us that would meet there at a certain time or we’d just run into each other there. One of my friends Doc, told me about a friend of his who was going to play there so I decided to check it out. I was terribly excited and got there early.

It seemed liked forever but it was time for the bands. A man walked out on stage with his guitar under the spot light. I could tell he had some American Indian in him. He looked to be about my age with dark brown eyes and longish brown hair that fell over his forehead. Kind of like a Beatle hair cut but he pulled it off. He was muscular in his jeans and T shirt. He looked good enough to eat.

He finished a short set, packed up his guitar and came over to our table hailing Doc. As he sat down Doc did the introductions. Our eyes met and I KNEW I was in love. His name was Chris and like a high school girl I was smitten! We all talked until closing parting ways. As I drove home I knew I had to have him.

The next day I waited but no Doc and no Chris. I visited with some other acquaintances but my heart was not in it. This continued for a week and I figured he had a girl friend. Still, I could not get him out of my head!

The next week I was sitting by myself and it was early. I picked a table this time and as I sat down I saw him. He smiled and rushed over to sit down with me. I was hoping I could remember the English language as I said hello. He was wonderful to look at and I really got lost in his eyes. His mouth his smile and I could tell he was very interested in me.

It got louder as the day went on and we had our heads together talking. His hair brushed my face once and it was so soft. I didn't dare touch it. He asked me if I wanted to go down to Ocean Beach to watch the sunset. I told him I had my car and top down we sped to the beach. I had a blanket in my trunk and we had sex for the first time on the beach. Did I say sex? More like nirvana!

I was so fulfilled and happy that I didn’t question anything after that. As long as we were together was ALL that counted. The next night I stayed in the city with Chris crashing on a futon at his friend’s house (who I never saw) while we had the best sex I ever had on this earth.

This guy owned me and maybe that was part of it. We would stay at hotels or on the futon on Bush Street. In the morning we would have more sex, take a shower together have breakfast and he showed me San Francisco his way. It was over the top romantic and I never went home again.

At the time I was so happy I still wasn’t questioning anything nor was I thinking of the future. I was sure a love like ours was so awesome that the world would have to be kind to us and that the future would work out all on it’s own.

Our love making was full of passion with Chris showing me positions he said that American Indians used during sex. He liked his sex the way I did, hot and lots of it. Wild, earth shaking organisms were had by both of us and we became inseparable. It was like a dream I had never had.

While we were together he was playing in two bands with friends. He played bass and sang backup in one band and in his own band played lead and sang. We would come down to Foster City for two practices a week and spend the night then head back to SF for the other 5 days.

By now I had left my husband, my two cats and everything I ever knew or owned behind. I did make a few trips to pick things up but I left most of it. My best friend at the time told me I was making a big mistake. I told her to mind her own business and that was the end of that friendship. I just didn’t care.

In 1998 Chris and I moved in together on Leavenworth Street in San Francisco. We were both in our 40’s and he was one year older than me. I was floating on air.

Then I missed a period. I had never been pregnant but I knew that I was. I went and got a test and OMG I was two weeks with child. Maybe for an instant I thought about how beautiful our child would be and that I was in my 40’s. It was the last time I would ever have this chance to have a child. Chris was my baby’s father how great is that?

When I told him the news that moment had passed for me. I was so jealous about Chris and our time together I told him I was getting an abortion. Of course he didn’t argue a good thing. He already had one child in Oklahoma to pay child support on.

He was very supportive about the abortion. We resumed our sex life and were closer than ever when one day he started talking about family in Oklahoma. He was telling me he wanted us to move there. He went out there alone for a week first. He called every day until he came home and I was so happy to see his smiling face at the airport.

Life as we know it can be so cruel. It was now December of 1998. One day a woman called from Oklahoma and asked for Chris. I should of paid more attention but I was love-struck. That and I knew no one in Oklahoma and I was getting worried.

I had a right to be. Chris told me right before Christmas that he was leaving me and going back. I think I was finally waking up from my dream as he didn’t ask me to come along. I was relieved about that but I wanted him so bad!
He moved out and back to Oklahoma calling me every week until finally in 1999 I got no more calls. I still missed him and he said he was coming back until the calls stopped. After that I got my divorce in 2000.

I agree that I should of known better. I really shouldn’t have messed my life up at that age for one man. My marriage would have been over with anyway.
if I was to see him today I’d be happy to. He was handsome with a nice laugh. He gave me the best loving I ever had, got me pregnant for the first time and if I ever found this kind of relationship with a man again I would chain that man to my bed and swallow the key! Tee hee!

I don’t know why I felt compelled to blog about Chris today except that I still think of him often as he will always be unforgettable to me.

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August 17, 2011

Images To Trick Your Eye

I have always been interested in optical illusions, images that trick the eye, puzzles within puzzles and any kind of image that challenges my perceptions. This has prompted me to collect them because I find them so much fun!

You must look carefully to see some of these. If you can’t see the illusion leave a comment and I’ll can get back to you.

Please join me as I show you some of that collection. My hope is that I spark an interest in some of you as you enjoy this amazing art form.

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This couple is sharing something. What would that be?

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This guy is playing music for?

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Young lady or old hag?

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Face the music.

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This person on horseback is being watched.

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 Three figures in a boat.

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 Rocks painted with snow.

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 What do the fox and rabbit have to worry about?

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It would be a drag to miss any images here.

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Face up to it, you are a ___.

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A blood smear?

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The bloom.

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Plain pipes?

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Invisible truck.

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The stripes have stripes.

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What’s up with the cat?

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What do you see in this mountain village?

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Spilled puzzle pieces show what?

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