Profiling? Oh, yeah.

I was keen to attend a lecture by author Raymond Szymanski who’d just written a book called, “Fifty Shades of Greys,” referring to the pesky big-eyed aliens commonly known for abducting humans. He was speaking at the local UFO meeting, so I thought I’d stop by and at least check out his book. Having witnessed UFO’s with my own eyes, this is a topic I find intriguing.

I arrived early and sat in my car checking email for a few minute when I noticed a parade of characters in my rearview mirror – over 60, balding, bearded, in faded plaid, worn tennis shoes, and windbreakers. It occurred to me that subject matter attracted a particular demographic. Perhaps the type that spent their nights wearing headphones connected to parabolic devices,  one eye glued to a high-powered telescope from the roof of their octogenarian mother’s house.

In my lavender pants and pink, green, and white floral bag, I would stick out like a church lady in a biker bar.

When the Uni-bomber dude – black hoodie, black jeans, black shoes and matching backpack passed behind me, I decided that perhaps I was a tad over-dressed for the event. (Did he think the greys couldn’t see black with their huge black eyes?)

And what if I was the only female? What if they wanted an email address for future notifications? What if they wanted to (gulp) engage with me?

Hey, I just wanted to hear the speaker, his findings, and research data. I didn’t want to become FB friends or subscribe to some conspiracy theory newsletter or be interrogated by a bunch of former military guys.

Honestly, I think I’d have felt more comfortable in a room sitting next to this guy instead of Mr. Uni-bomber.

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Was I stereotyping? Profiling? Absolutely. Just like the little grey guys do when they select their specimens for experimentation.

Now, I may well have had a fantastic time, learned some new things, made a couple new friends with a common interest . . .  Then again, if the truth is out there, it can probably be found on Amazon!

Mr. Szymanski, forgive my absence. I don’t always boldly go where I don’t comfortably blend.

Menehune – Man or Mystical Myth?

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The Finding Bigfoot team went in search of Cryptomundo or Menehune (aka Little Foot), which falls into the Bigfoot family of. Menehune is considered to be a 3-foot tall or smaller manlike creature in Kauai. They are speculated to be descended from the original Marquesan settlers of Hawaii from the sixth century, before the arrival of the Polynesians. Shy, but welcoming, one theory has foreigners driving them back into the forest. Legend describes muscular little fireplugs with magical powers like leprechauns capable of building large structures and bridges overnight. They appear to be ape-looking people who wear loin cloths. Other reports make them appear more creature-like than human.

The items I dug up online was mere speculation.

http://moveto-hawaii.com/legend-menehune-solved-ruined/

Silly mockumentary:

Sightings continue to this day. And one report claimed that the 1820’s census included 65 Menehune residents.

Another legend says that a prince and princess were caught spying on them and the Menehune turned them into stone. (I know a couple people I wouldn’t mind turning to stone, ya?)

Intrigued?

 

Weird Word of the Week Series

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Since I wrapped my last novel, I’ve been riding The Lazy Train when it comes to writing. Four years on a project is a long time! I need to do some shorter stuff that will help me ease from the steps into the deep end of the pool. Inspired by a tattoo artist who was advised to draw like crazy to develop a portfolio before she ever picked up an ink gun, I am trying a similar move with words. (And I know Julie Powell did this with cooking a few years back which started as a blog, then turned into a book, then a movie. You just never know the possibilities.)

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I will scour various sources for words that I consider weird and will post short thoughts about them. Who knows what will come out? I’ll keep it brief. Then I will crown the Weird Word of the Week.  I’d considered doing this daily, because I like the idea of a regimen, but wasn’t sure how many weird words I would encounter. And, let’s face it, Word of the Day has been done to death.

Alpha helix is weird, and two words. Defined, a spatial configuration of many protein molecules in which . . . I stopped reading because unless I were writing about a scientist, I would never have an opportunity to use such a word, much less understand it. (I would have to call my sister, the physics teacher.)

My husband has had the word nosegay in this pocket since the 7th grade. It is a small bouquet of flowers. In this century sounds like a slur, or a pharmaceutical.

Alright . . .

Is alright weird? It might be apropos. See how I’m easing in? Okay, it’s a rubber life raft that’s almost as large as the pool. If you stay with me, it will get better.

I do think it is odd to either be alright or all right. The shorter alright is used mainly in dialogue and considered incorrect in formal writing. Whereas all right is higher brow and scholarly. My writing critique group has landed on me more than a couple of times about that.

Many folks are waking up this New Year’s morning to say, “Alright. Today I start the __________ (diet, workout, regimen, project, new attitude toward humanity).”

Me? I’m adding Weird Word of the Week to my already odd repertoire. You know if it’s strange and unusual I’ve got to move closer to it.

Alright?

Enjoy the final day of your holiday.

 

Mr. “Alright. Alright. Alright.”

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Asheville Bigfoot?

This is close to home for me. I’m not far from Asheville. But this video is highly suspect.

If you catch anything strange or unusual, do you a.) let your little dog run after it; and b.) follow your little dog with the camera when you’ve got an unobstructed view of said creature? Whoever it is was already running away, so I don’t think the videographer was in danger to begin with.

I smell a hoax, even if the guy who shot this wasn’t in on it.

What do you think?

Click on the link.

http://www.wbtv.com/story/29735031/video-boone-man-says-yorkie-saved-me-from-bigfoot?clienttype=generic