tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455216065351371692.post1369755032850358265..comments2024-03-20T06:35:39.421-07:00Comments on hidden experience: elusive faeries Mike Clelland!http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369575898695154728noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455216065351371692.post-75967637591686024982012-10-04T07:25:34.023-07:002012-10-04T07:25:34.023-07:00On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate...On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a<br />nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket<br />to the medicine man, and wondered what he was in for.<br /><br />The old man handed a potion to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, 'This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful, and then say<br />'1-2-3.' When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want."<br /> <br />The man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"<br />"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."<br /><br />He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom.<br />When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men.<br /><br />His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"<br /><br />And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.Peter of Lone Treehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12928161155140281746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455216065351371692.post-89376653887546442862012-09-27T19:51:47.321-07:002012-09-27T19:51:47.321-07:00made me think about The Magnetic Fields - I've...made me think about The Magnetic Fields - I've Run Away To Join The Fairies can be found on ytParroting_Puppethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08702475174634692499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455216065351371692.post-43453118585713785012012-09-25T12:55:07.425-07:002012-09-25T12:55:07.425-07:00I wouldn't presume to say what these events fi...I wouldn't presume to say what these events finally mean, or if any one sort of meaning is indicated, but I wonder that something plays with us for taking the trouble to notice that it's there. Is it somebody in a weird "place", or another level of our own minds, that seems to weave circumstances together, indicating meaning? Like because we begin to see another level of the meta-structure, or determine that some thing must be significant, the structure pings back at us with these number-thingies, as if to say, "Yep. And...?" But maybe it's us that gives it the impression of meaning? Urg. I think I just broke my own brain.BrianCShorthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10930868324695194666noreply@blogger.com