Loading ...Didja know that if there is something sitting on your laptop lid, and you lift the lid, whatever is on top will fall off? Strange but true, nothing can remain sitting on a laptop lid while the lid is in the upright position. At this time of the morning, lessons are learned slowly.
This is my second night of late-night ritualing. I seem to get so hopped up on vibes or whatever that I can’t get to sleep. And for some reason I’ve been waking up at an ungodly early hour, despite getting to bed late.
But with Saturn finally moving out of that godawful opposition with Neptune, I feel like the energy is finally starting to flow again. Whew. Feels good, despite the sleep-lackage.
Hmmm… looking over that first paragraph, I realise its not quite true. I mean, you can perch somthing upon the thin upper edge, when the laptop lid is open. For instance, I sometimes stick a blob of clay up there, then I root a pin-wheel in the blob of clay, so that I’ll have a pinwheel on top of my lap-top screen. Why do I do this? I do not know.
I also usually have at least two or three conjure bags hanging from the little latch thingy above my screen. Not hanging so they obscure the screen, but hanging off the back. The cats sometimes play with them.
Yeah this is a real fascinating post, isn’t it. May as well scrape the bottom of the idea barrel and tell you about the rash on my elbow. Seems to be going away now, so whats the point?
I think I’d probably better get to bed.
Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.
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I’m up late too! I just posted about my spiritual experiences on Noumenal.
And I have to say, at this hour, I was fascinated by your realization that you could perch something on the edge of the laptop screen. I thought “a penny” and you thought “clay.” Yours has a stronger hold on permanency.
Also, I just noticed it was June 6. That was Samantha Stephen’s birthday on Bewitched.
I LOVED Bewitched growing up. In first grade, a friend of mine and I used to pretend like we were the characters in Bewitched. For some reason, Uncle Arthur would always zap himself up into a tree.
I loved the message of being true to yourself, of looking like other people, but having a fabulous secret underneath. I also loved the witchery. And what little gay boy wouldn’t LOVE Endora.
To me, the underlying message was no matter how hard you try to hide your natural self, it will come out. Inevitably Samantha would do magic, even though she wasn’t “allowed” to by Darrin.
Even as an adult, Bewitched was important to me. I taped all of the shows back when people taped and not Tivoed their shows. And now I just buy the DVDs (Season 5 out soon!)
My love of Bewitched was so well known that when Elizabeth Montgomery died, people actually called to console me! My then-partner’s mother called me from Minnesota to say she was sad to hear that Elizabeth Montgomery had passed away (I was a little sad, but the calls of condolence surprised me. I didn’t actually know the woman, just loved her TV show!)
And she (Elizabeth Montgomery, not Samantha) did many things for gay rights. And so many gay people were on the show. One of the little girls who played Tabitha was gay, Uncle Arthur (Paul Lynde) was gay, the second Darrin was gay, and (even though she could quote the Bible with fierce authority) Agnes Moorehead was gay.
What a fantastic show.
And that, my friends, is what posting at 2.27 a.m. will get you.
Obviously the Laura Mallorys of this world are right about books and shows about witchcraft. Where ‘Bewitched’ made you gay (obviously that was the cause) it made me want to be a witch when I grew up. And guess the fuck what?
I too, loved Bewitched. Endora was my hero. And I always kinda liked it when Samantha wore tight sweaters.
Well, R the P, you could always stick the penny to the edge of the laptop screen with clay.
I went to bed just before you posted, I think.