Persistent Irrational Illogical Unreasonable Unfounded Superstitions & Fears
Mckay, you just won 10 points in my book for spelling 'theatre' the British way 
I always spell theatre that way, but I did not know it was the British way. You learn something new every day huh?
Whatever Whore!
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That's the only way to spell it. I always thought that theater referred to the place itself. Like a movie theater. Theatre is the action. That's what I always thought.
I have a pair of shorts for roller derby that I won't wear because they have proved themselves to be "bad luck".
If the shorts are bad luck, why not just get rid of them or burn them or something.
Are they only unlucky for roller derby, but work out fine for other situations?
This has got me thinking. What if the shorts are actually Good Luck. That maybe, thinking they're bad and holding that superstition and not wearing them, allows you to have some success. But if you were to get rid of them completely, chance getting rid of the superstition, that would absolutely doom you?
I like the shorts! I should have been more specific, on their own they're not bad luck but wearing them at the same time as one of my shirts: I've only ever had bad sessions wearing that combo. It's at the point now where if I wore them together I'd guaranteed have a bad session because of all the bad memories.
I wear leggings now so this is all irrelevant I guess.
In grade school if I was having a bad day I, on at least 2 occasions, went to the bathroom and switched it so I was wearing my underwear backwards so my day could turn around.
I noticed that I stopped being afraid of being in the woods by myself at night after I stopped being religeaux. I didn't consciously believe that I believed in supernatural things, but I guess I must have. Nada mas.
"They sold you hippies grunge, hip hop, now liberty activism."
I still subconsciously believe in all the supernatural things. Even though I do not outright believe in them anymore.
I know it's technically only not supposed to be said in a theatre, but I'm not taking any more chances.
The last time I said it I broke my hand almost immediately. The first time I said it a rolling door got dropped on my head, again, almost immediately.
DO NOT TEMPT THE THEATRE GODS.
Did I ever tell you guys about the time a kid broke his leg in Gabriel's theatre class?
That is pretty much the whole story; a kid once broke his leg in gabe's drama class.
Hey, Second Page! Successful Topic! W00T!
Crap, I probably just cursed the topic by pointing out it is doing well.
I can't really think of anything I'm superstitious about.
This is one of mine. Do not say something is going well, because as sure as you do, things will go wrong. I've almost said certain things (wink, wink) about the flu this winter. You guys know what I'm saying without saying it!!
Whatever Whore!
Irina, I'm watching Grizzly Man while I work today, but try not to think about it!
This guy's crazy, y'all.
And so very, very gay.
It's terrible that he died and all(spoiler), but what if he was fooling around with those bears as some super elaborate suicide plan because he didn't want to come out of the closet??
Also, just thinking about that movie cracks me up. The ONE time someone is there threatening the bears, he does absolutely nothing! Then all the rest of the time says how he's there to protect the bears. Oh! The irony of all human endeavor!
Also, how beautiful would it be for NBC to come out with some web series with Dwight Schrute from the Office in Grizzly Man 2! It would at least be something genuinely funny from that show in a long, long time.
That's what a lot of people think.
See people? Sucking dick can SAVE! YOUR! LIFE!
It's time, once again, for America's favorite game: Pick Your Punchline!
A. That's what you're supposed to do for a jellyfish bite or something.
B. So that's why women live longer then men.
C. The other other white meat.
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That's the only way to spell it. I always thought that theater referred to the place itself. Like a movie theater. Theatre is the action. That's what I always thought.
This.
But I'm a Brit at heart. I think I must watch too much BBC because I'm constantly saying things like:
I'm meant to be doing chores, but instead I'm blah blah blah.
or
I have a friend called Lucy. I'll ring her later.
I wish I was doing this on purpose and was just a mighty asshole, but alas.
You know in all the years I've been here I've never been sigged?
I've been using the date/month thing lately rather than the month/date. It's making me feel bonafide.
I once had an entire conversation in a British accent without realizing it.
Everybody makes fun of Madonna for doing it, but we are all guilty!
I always want to put the extra U's in all the words.
I always do that with "favourite" just because that's how I was taught it. What's weird is that I don't do it with "favor" or really any of the other words that's it's done in.
Although, I did notice, some time last year, I started spelling "humour" with it. I don't know how or why i started doing that.
It was also, last year that I found out "flourid" is NOT spelt with a U even though "Flourish" is. I still think that's messed up.
I'd like you all to picture an over the top eye roll in response to all the wannabe British accents.
Anyway.
I honestly didn't know about a lot of the things you guys mentioned. The Bloody Mary and knocking on wood things sound vaguely familiar but I've never ever thought about them. I've also never been to a graveyard that wasn't really lovely. A couple of summers ago, I went to the one where my grandfather is buried and I kept reminding myself that there were dead people every where. It just seemed all the more peaceful because of it though. Granted, it was like noon and the climate was utterly tropical but... still...
I actually don't think I have any superstitions... I probably wouldn't fuck anyone in a church... I have a rosary hanging from my rear view mirror but only because it's the one my mom's car always had when I was growing up and it makes me feel nice to have it there.
The closest thing I can think of is that my mom always insisted that I wear shoes inside the house. Especially when I was younger. As if the floor was made of broken glass and tetanus infected blood puddles instead of frequently vacuumed carpet. But even that began to make sense when I found out that she lived a long time in a cold house with concrete floors. It's just the fact that she brought that back with her to a completely different environment that makes it irrational. I love being barefoot though. Fuck shoes.
I don't step on cracks either though.
If I kill a spider it will rain the next day.
Also, if one of my cats sleep with their head upside down it will rain too.
When archiving files, it's year, month, date. This is the reverse of the euro date, but works far superior to anything you can do with year, date, month. Still, I always stamp articles month, date, year.
"They sold you hippies grunge, hip hop, now liberty activism."
You archive files the way you wanna, I'll archive files the way I wanna.
Theater is a building. Theatre is an art form. Dance Theatre has paid my bills for the last 15 years. And also is faaabulous!
/Acting!
This is why we can't have nice things.
I needed an excuse to post this again.
but you keep it all inside!
God I love that movie.
You know in all the years I've been here I've never been sigged?
Sarah reminded me about washing the car. It always seems to rain the next day after washing the car. This has happened for years.
Haha.
I dunno where this is from but it made me really happy.
I dunno where this is from but it made me really happy.
The Birdcage. I liked it.
I really liked that movie.
Whatever Whore!
I love it! I just found out earlier that it's also one of my mother in law's favorite movies, too. We're so gonna watch it together next time we go to Atlanta.
After tonight, I am forever going to be afraid of crowds.
Oh, is it considered a superstition to be in the right mindset when doing drugs? Now that I think about it me and my friend made all these rules about who, when, and where we can get high.
-No minors
-Certain colored lighters were good or bad luck, can't remember which ones were which
-No new places with too many strangers
-Public places only blunts,no pieces
-Never change the order in which you pass the blunt/piece
There are also some drinking rules but I don't remember them (ironic? I think not)
-No minors
-Certain colored lighters were good or bad luck, can't remember which ones were which
-No new places with too many strangers
-Public places only blunts,no pieces
-Never change the order in which you pass the blunt/piece
There are also some drinking rules but I don't remember them (ironic? I think not)
White lighters are bad luck I know.
-No minors
-Certain colored lighters were good or bad luck, can't remember which ones were which
-No new places with too many strangers
-Public places only blunts,no pieces
-Never change the order in which you pass the blunt/piece
There are also some drinking rules but I don't remember them (ironic? I think not)
White lighters are bad luck I know.
Yeah, I remembered white I just couldn't remember if they were good or bad luck. I'm pretty sure we would pawn them off on people we didn't know.
Again, don't know if it qualifies as superstition, but I would do whatever or however much drugs as long as I didn't have to pay for them. Except for prescription ones. I'll keep paying for them as long as they keep rolling in. Also, I got offered free heroin, but I wouldn't do that one even for free.
Hell no to heroin...gross. I wouldn't touch meth, either. I don't even know what it is, really.
Actually, I wouldn't do any of the drugs anymore, but I could toke up (weed) every day for the rest of my life and be perfectly alright with it. I don't, though.
yeah, i don't think I would even know what meth looked liked if it was right in front of me.
Which is bad I suppose, because, usually if someone put something in front of me and said "this is a drug" I'd do it right off the bat.
Weed didn't do nothing for me. I guess since I'm already pretty laid back. Only thing I felt was a little goofier and it felt like my scalp was being pulled back. Like my head was doing a Nicholson impersonation without my hands. plus I couldn't inhale it without gagging and feeling like I was gonna puke. How in the hell is that stuff an anti-nausea thing.
Sometimes I do miss coke though.
-No minors
-Certain colored lighters were good or bad luck, can't remember which ones were which
-No new places with too many strangers
-Public places only blunts,no pieces
-Never change the order in which you pass the blunt/piece
There are also some drinking rules but I don't remember them (ironic? I think not)
When I tried ketamine, I read everything on erowid before. I still think I'll do the same if I ever go for acid or shrooms. I have pretty tight rules for these two: no strangers, a place I know, no lake/trees/highway/any kind of street around, somebody should always be sober etc.
Well, you guys sure are a lot braver than me. Screw drugs, they scare the shit out of me.
Nah, Imke, I've kinda given up on that. I love control too much to be able to enjoy it anymore.
Same here, Imke.
Don't do drugs.
I don't regret my drug experiences but looking back I know it wasn't necessary.
I look at it as getting a really stupid tattoo, except I don't have to worry about getting it laser-removed nowadays.
The only one I really get nervous about is saying the name of the play Shakespeare wrote about a king in Scotland.
I know it's technically only not supposed to be said in a theatre, but I'm not taking any more chances.
The last time I said it I broke my hand almost immediately. The first time I said it a rolling door got dropped on my head, again, almost immediately.
DO NOT TEMPT THE THEATRE GODS.
You know in all the years I've been here I've never been sigged?