If you haven’t seen the finale then please don’t keep reading. Instead GO WATCH THE FINALE!!! NOW!
All the rest of you…………..follow the dragons
If you’ve come this far, whatever happens now, you’re responsible for it. I warned you.
If you haven’t seen the finale then please don’t keep reading. Instead GO WATCH THE FINALE!!! NOW!
All the rest of you…………..follow the dragons
If you’ve come this far, whatever happens now, you’re responsible for it. I warned you.
If you do not wish to learn anything about Rhaegar and Lyanna that has been gathered from the books and around the web, skip this. There is no real spoilers as it just clarifies what you should probably already know or have figured out on your own.
The stuff about Season 8 is hidden by a read more tag so you can read this without spoiling yourself. Although this too is put together by things we’ve seen already and just what the natural way of things usually go, but this is George R.R. Martin we’re talking about here and the whole thing is more speculation than outright knowledge.
Let’s begin with a history lesson that could be quite important:
Rhaegar Targaryen was the eldest son of the Mad King Aerys and Queen Rhaella Targaryen. Known as the Prince of Dragonstone, he was the older brother of Viserys and Daenerys Stormborn. Rhaegar was married to Elia Martell of Dorne, and together they had two children: Rhaenys and Aegon. This is Rhaegar’s immediate family tree as recognized across Westeros, but as we’ll soon learn, there is more to Rhaegar’s past than meets the eye.
At the conclusion of Robert’s Rebellion, the war which ended the Targaryen dynasty roughly two decades before the first season of Game of Thrones, Jaime Lannister slew the Mad King. Elia Martell and Rhaegar’s two children were in King’s Landing when Tywin Lannister’s forces sacked the city; Gregor Clegane AKA The Mountain murdered Rhaenys and Aegon before raping and killing Elia. Meanwhile, a pregnant Queen Rhaella and Viserys were safely on Dragonstone. After Rhaella died giving birth to Daenerys, loyalists to the Targaryens then brought Viserys and the infant Daenerys across the Narrow Sea to Essos to live in exile lest they be killed by the new regime usurping the Iron Throne.
As for Rhaegar himself, he met Robert Baratheon in the decisive battle at the Trident. Robert bashed in Rhaegar’s chest with his war hammer and killed him. With the heir to the Iron Throne slain, Robert Baratheon became King. And, because history is written by the victors, the version of events established by the triumphant Baratheons and Starks is the history that took hold across the Seven Kingdoms. However, the accepted story about what Rhaegar Targaryen did to spark Robert’s Rebellion was manufactured to hide the truth, which is known to very few in Westeros who are still alive.
The official story oft-repeated about the ill-fated affair between Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, the sister of Ned Stark, is that Rhaegar abducted Lyanna, raped her and killed her. Thus Robert Baratheon, whom Lyanna was betrothed to, started a war to save her that ultimately brought down the Targaryen dynasty. This version of events is widely believed, including by Sansa Stark (Sophie Turner), who repeated the tale to Lord Petyr Baelish (Aiden Gillen) when they were at the Stark family crypt beneath Winterfell in season five.
Littlefinger in turn told Sansa a different story involving Rhaegar and Lyanna, which he personally witnessed. Years ago, there was a tournament at Harrenhal which was attended by all of the noblest highborn families, including the Mad King. Rhaegar won the tournament and in victory, he rode past his own wife Elia Martell and crowned Lyanna Stark the Queen of Love and Beauty. As Littlefinger tells the tale, all the smiles that day vanished and the crowd fell into silence.
Why would Rhaegar do such a thing by very publicly insulting his own wife and giving this accolade to a woman he barely knew? Robert Baratheon’s vision of Rhaegar as an evil man who kidnapped, raped and killed Lyanna is the accepted explanation, tarnishing his hated rival’s reputation for a generation. Yet, when Ser Barristan Selmy was Kingsguard to Daenerys Targaryen in season 5, he told her a story of how her brother Rhaegar loved to walk among the people of King’s Landing and sing songs for them with his harp, even trying to see how much money he could earn by donations. Rhaegar was apparently a beloved man of the people who disliked fighting and killing, in contrast to his increasingly insane father the Mad King and to Rhaegar’s reputation manufactured after his death. These two opposing versions of Rhaegar Targaryen don’t add up, but Rhaegar’s apparently lovely singing voice is one of the keys to unlocking the mystery of Rhaegar and Lyanna.
A few incidents at the legendary Harrenhal tournament that are mentioned in George R.R. Martin’s novels, which have not been established in the television show, are still worth noting. The first was Lyanna Stark saving her father’s bannerman, Howland Reed, the father of Jojen and Meera Reed, from a beating by three squires. Lyanna brought Howland to meet her older brothers Brandon, Ned, and Benjen at the great feast for the tournament, where Rhaegar decided to serenade all of the attendees with a song. Rhaegar’s voice was said to have brought Lyanna Stark to tears.
There is also the mystery of the Knight of the Laughing Tree, an unidentified knight of smallish stature clad in mismatched armor who unseated three knights in the tournament, not coincidentally, knights from the same houses the squires who attacked Howland Reed belonged to. The Mad King charged Rhaegar to find the Knight of the Laughing Tree; after a time, Rhaegar returned with only the knight’s shield, claiming he was unable to find the knight himself. Some theories suggest the mystery Knight of the Laughing Tree was secretly Lyanna Stark, who was known for her skill riding a horse, and that Rhaegar did find her, but none of this was witnessed by anyone living and cannot be confirmed (unless Bran Stark as the Three Eyed Raven can confirm it on the show in a flashback).
In “Eastwatch,” Gilly finds a record at the Citadel that Prince Rhaegar married Lyanna Stark in a secret ceremony in Dorne. High Septon Maynard recorded the annulment of Rhaegar’s marriage to Elia Martell. We also recall that Oberyn Martell (Pedro Pascal), Elia’s brother, told Tyrion Lannister (Peter Dinklage) in season four that he despised Rhaegar for leaving his sister for another woman. This completely contradicts the story that Lyanna was abducted, raped, and murdered by Rhaegar, and the Citadel kept legal proof.
Following the Tourney of Harrenhal, the besotted couple ran off with one another and made a covert home for themselves in the Tower of Joy in Dorne. As Gilly recently discovered at The Citadel, this elopement happened after Rhaegar lawfully annulled his first marriage to Elia Martell, with whom he had two children, Rhaenys and Aegon, his first son. After ending his first marriage, Rhaegar and Lyanna were married in a forest setting not unlike the secret wedding of Robb Stark and Talisa Maegyr. Their marriage was presided over by the Maester of the Citadel in Dorne. As Robert’s Rebellion raged on, the couple absconded to the Tower of Joy, where Lyanna would receive protection from Arthur Dayne and his loyal Kingsguard. Though Rhaegar was killed by Robert Baratheon during the Battle of the Trident, his lineage lived on through the birth of his second son, Aegon Targaryen.
This does however raise several questions about Rhaegar’s sense of ethics. He not only abandoned his first wife and their two children, but he stole another man’s betrothed bride-to-be, impregnated her, then gave his second son the same name he and his first wife gave their first son? That’s questionable at best, but with a little background on Rhaegar’s obsession with prophecy, it makes a bit more sense.
Since he was a child, Rhaegar was fascinated by the legendary call for “The Prince That Was Promised,” and he seemed to believe that the Azor Ahai savior (the one who would return to save Westeros) must be named Aegon Targaryen. When Daenerys had her visions in the House of the Undying, she saw Rhaegar tell Elia Martell:
“Aegon. What better name for a king? He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire. There must be one more. The dragon has three heads.”
Rhaegar is actually the pioneer of the phrase, “the song of ice and fire.” That’s the first time George R. R. Martin’s book title had ever been directly referenced in the story. Rhaegar was equally driven to fulfil the “dragon has three heads” prophecy, and by fathering Rhaenys and Aegon with Elia Martell, he believed he had achieved two-thirds of the order. At the end of Daenerys’ vision in the House of the Undying, however, Rhaegar seemed to look directly at her and say, “there must be one more…the dragon has three heads.”
Why, then, did he give both of his sons the name of Aegon? There are several possible reasons for Rhaegar’s curious approach to child-rearing. On the one hand, his decision to dole out the same name twice may have been a failsafe if the first Aegon died prematurely or didn’t grow up to be a King-worthy man. On the other hand, given his love for Lyanna and his decision to annul his first marriage to Elia Martell, Rhaegar had effectively turned his first two children into bastards. Because the original Aegon Targaryen lost his surname in the annulment, Rhaegar needed a new, legitimate Aegon to take his place.
Either way, Rhaegar was safe to hedge his bets before Rhaenys and Aegon were both murdered by Gregor Clegane (i.e. The Mountain). As part of Tywin Lannister’s coup d’état at King’s Landing, every Targaryen was indiscriminately slaughtered, and Elia Martell and her infant children bore the brunt of the kill order. While this eliminated Rhaegar’s progress towards fulfilling his precious prophecies, he and Lyanna were able to keep hope alive via their newborn baby.
Lyanna and Rhaegar were in fact legally married; their romance began at that fateful tournament at Harrenhal and blossomed since. Rhaegar even left his wife Elia for his new bride, who in turn willingly ended her betrothal to Robert Baratheon, which Robert blamed entirely on Rhaegar as her ‘abductor,’ likely unable to face the thought that Lyanna didn’t reciprocate his feelings towards her, despite being promised to each other. Meanwhile, having more than one wife isn’t unusual behavior for a Targaryen. The Targaryen family have a history of polygamy dating back to Aegon the Conqueror, who was married to both his sisters simultaneously. But that isn’t the case with Rhaegar. He left Elia – a marriage arranged by the Mad King – for Lyanna, whom he fell in love with and she apparently reciprocated that love.
We also know from Bran’s flashback to the Tower of Joy in season six that at the end of Robert’s Rebellion, his father Ned, Howland Reed, and four Stark knights went to Dorne to search for Lyanna and found Ser Arthur Dayne AKA The Sword of the Morning, Ser Oswell Whent, and Ser Gerald Hightower, who was Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. Ned even questioned why three of the most famous knights of this era were mysteriously guarding Lyanna Stark in the Tower instead of fighting alongside their prince Rhaegar at the Trident. But they weren’t merely guarding Rhaegar’s wife. Ned and Howland were the only survivors of the fight.
In the Tower, Ned found his sister Lyanna dying from childbirth and her baby boy – Rhaegar’s son – whom Ned would promise to adopt and raise as his own son, Jon Snow. Ned’s cover story that Jon was Ned’s bastard from a tavern wench is one that Ned would maintain to his grave. Not even his wife Catelyn, and especially not his best friend Robert, who would kill Jon if he knew Jon was really Rhaegar and Lyanna’s son, would ever know the truth.
Skipping ahead to the world of Westeros as fans know it, as opposed to what Rhaegar might have believed, Jon Snow did turn out to be a head of the dragon, as is his aunt, Daenerys (Rhaegar’s sister). Should Jon and Daenerys (miraculously) have children in season 8, their eventual offspring could even become the third head of the dragon (though several fan theories point to other characters who might fit that role, most notably: Tyrion Lannister). Of course, given that season 7 ended with Jon and Daenerys in the throes of passion, it remains to be seen how the Mother of Dragons will react to the news that Jon is actually the rightful heir to what she perceives to be her throne.
Gilly’s discovery of a marriage record that proves Rhaegar and Lyanna were legally married, rather than Lyanna being his prisoner, means Jon Snow is not a bastard at all – he’s actually a trueborn Targaryen! As the only survivor of Rhaegar’s Targaryen line, Jon Snow has no claim to being King in the North (which by rights should now go to Sansa as the eldest Stark, since Bran abdicated the responsibility), but Jon does have legal claim to the Iron Throne! Jon may even have more claim to the throne than his aunt Daenerys, and certainly more than Cersei Lannister does. How any of this holds up legally, and whether one claim has more merit than another’s is anyone’s guess. War and bloodshed tend to be the primary way to settle such disputes in Westeros.
Indeed, Jon has had a claim to power since the moment he was born, but he spent every day of his life viewing himself as a second-class citizen. Even Tyrion, no stranger to public scorn, empowered him to accept his station in life and convert it into a source of strength. Against all odds, the designated ruler is also the humblest leader in all the land. He has made it abundantly clear: he doesn’t like his job, and he doesn’t want to lead. Feelings be damned, it’s his fate to do so. He is Aegon Targaryen. He is the Prince That Was Promised.
He is the song of ice and fire.
It is extremely hard to know which advice to follow and which advice to toss out the nearest window. Especially on the internet where suddenly everyone becomes ‘experts’ in whatever topic you have asked about.
It’s daunting and frustrating. And when the advice starts to clash with each other your head starts spinning and you’re getting one hell of a headache and just want to throw up your hands and say “FORGET IT!”
I’ve been having a problem with my Anubis and her eliminating in our bedroom. She is crated (I call it her den) at night, although she’s not to happy about it at first. She does well once she reluctantly walks into her ‘den’. It’s more of a “But I still wanna play despite the fact I have flopped over on the floor because we’ve been playing for awhile now.” type of reluctance to her den.
She used to be really good at going outside, but she isn’t a talker, which I think is at least some of the problem.
She learned early on that we won’t pay attention to her if she whines or barks, especially if she’s in her den. This is something I was very firm on as I know from experience that once you pay attention to them when they do a certain something, they’ll keep doing the something to get you to pay attention to them. She only barks if I’m playing with her or she sees the fat squirrel. Sometimes if she sees someone she doesn’t know and isn’t sure about. Generally she’s a person lover so I have no hopes of using her as a guard dog. Although once when hubby came home from travel in the early hours of the morning she sounded like she would rip him limb from limb and she was barely three months old at the time. It’s what woke me up.
Anubis will stay where ever she is until you come and get her. Every morning I feed the cats meat and I let Anubis lick the can (it has no sharp edges as it’s specially made) once I’ve dished it up. I’ve got it to where she will wait (impatiently I may add) at the kitchen door until I have placed the cat’s bowls on the ground and then walk to her. We go into the unused bathroom and I put the can down and shut the door. I know if I let her be, she’d sneak into the kitchen for a better taste. Problem is, she never says a peep. She once was in their for an hour as hubby had no idea she was in there and I didn’t get a chance to tell him before getting caught up in work. The only reason I knew she was still in there is that the bathroom we do use is right across the hall and I heard her move the empty can while I was using the bathroom.
Before anyone freaks she has water in there that isn’t the toilet bowl. There’s no water in that toilet anyway.
She does the same thing when she’s outside. She’ll relax in her chair or on her ottoman until one of us opens the door. She doesn’t bark to be let in, she will sometimes sit by the door (we have glass doors with floor to ceiling windows and her chair/ottoman is by one of these windows) and we’ll let her in when we see that. Otherwise she sits outside until the door opens.
She’s a very quiet dog, which I like and appreciate and I am more than sure our neighbors appreciate it as well. Even that one who has a yippy little dog that has on occasion barked through the entire night. Those nights we sleep with the windows shut and the fan a little louder.
I decided to Bing (microsoft’s google) “My dog won’t go potty outside” (I have to jump in here for a moment as when I typed ‘my dog’ into the search, Bing gave me suggestions. Every single one of them was “my dog is as smelly as dirty socks; just what mama needs…” and then some different words. WTF? Yes, I will be seeing what the devil that actually is later). Of course I got pages of sites that will offer me some insights to the information I am looking for. Some were actual articles found on various pet training websites, some on pet owner forums, wiki how (which is always so useful….nope) and a few on Yahoo (which I always ignore because most of the answers found there are absolute rubbish anyway).
The trick now is to sort through the rubbish and find the gems. And there is A LOT of rubbish. It also seems many people have problems getting their dogs to go out in the rain to go potty. I’ll assume you don’t need me to utter ‘duh’ to this as none of us are really inclined to go outside in the rain to take a piss or shit. Not that most of us do this when it’s not raining….but who knows, maybe you do. I’m not going to judge.
Sadly it’s not easy to tell from the search page right off if the advice contained on the link is rubbish until we click on it and start reading it. And even then sometimes one has to read through quite a bit before getting to anything remotely what you were searching about and it’s annoying to find that the advice means shit.
Now I understand we all have our own opinions on what needs to be done. Like with humans, some of the stuff will work with some dogs but not all.
What grinds my nerves more than anything are the people who insist that their way is the right way and then try to guilt you into believing their way and ignore what you already feel. There is ALWAYS more than one way to do any thing.
The first thing that pops into my head is an article I found on Today.com that was linked from a site I rather like. The article has no author listed, it is also listed under news. It’s old, 2006. It starts off alright. Talking about walking your dog and the best training methods.
After a couple of paragraphs the mysterious author tells us that we shouldn’t use choke chains or prong collars, that doing so is hurting the animal and perhaps you shouldn’t have one.
It’s called training because that is what it is. Yes, I use a choke chain as it has taught Anubis that pulling and trying to get in front of me just isn’t going to happen. Yes, she pulled hard and choked herself and sometimes still does, but I’m not a horrible person to allow her to do this until she passes out nor is she stupid enough to do such a thing to herself.
The same goes with the prong collars although I like them less, the training is still the same. Once the dog realizes that it’s much more fun to walk beside you they’re not choking themselves or making the prongs dig into their skin. Until they forget themselves of course.
I also use the pack walk method of walking. All this means is that Anubis NEVER leads. She is either by my side or a little behind me. NEVER EVER IN FRONT. I also do not allow her to go through doors or gates before me. Why? BECAUSE I AND NOT HER IS THE ALPHA. I choose where we walk. I decide when we stop. I choose how fast or slow we go. I am her pack leader and she must know this or you’ve already lost the dog.
Watch a pack of wolves sometime. Probably on a nature channel if there is any left on air. You can tell who is the alpha, beta and who is the lowest ranked member of any pack. Anubis is neither alpha or beta. That spot is for me and hubby, and yes he and I argue about who is which (I’m so totally the alpha).
Keeping this in mind, the author goes on to say that one shouldn’t use retractable leashes..at least not at first. Save them until they have learned to walk beside you. How the devil does that make ANY sense?? If they have learned to walk beside you, why the hell would you need a retractable leash??
Keep the same length of leash at all times. To keep your dog from pulling on his leash, you must teach him that he only has a certain length of leash available and that you’re in control of it. It’s a mistake to use a retractable leash in the teaching phase, giving him a longer leash anytime he wants it. Save the retractable leash for the everyday phase of walking, once he has learned how to walk correctly by your side and not pull you down the street.
When you hold the leash with your hand, it’s easy for your dog to pull away by forcing you to extend your arm. It’s also important that both your hands are free, assisting you in planting your body when he’s pulling. So wear a sturdy belt, slip the loop end of the leash around it, and fasten it snugly around your waist.
You don’t want the dog to pull you down the street, but by having the leash on your belt, how are you to control your dog???? You need your FEET to plant yourself, not your hands. Unless you’re pulled off your feet because your dog got excited and you were stupid enough to put the leash on your belt.
They of course go on to contradict themselves and making me shake my head to rid it of the crap.
How did I go from looking for advice about potty training to leash walking? Uh. I get distracted of course.
Even though I spent years as a certified veterinary technician there is always new things to discover and learn. Even if it’s the wrong thing to do. Most of the time however you have to try different things to find the magic one that works for you, and in my case Anubis. So far, taking her out every two hours (I’ve got a timer going) as well as keeping an eye on her and rewarding her with treats when she does piddle or poop seems to be working. Just need to keep this up until I don’t have to worry about keeping an eye on her all the time.
Until next time, animal parenting is a lot human parenting when it comes to people wanting to give you advice. It’s not a bad thing as long as you can freely decide whether or not to use the advice given. The problem comes when someone insists this is how it is done and there is literally no other way to do it. That’s when you are allowed to cry bullshit and laugh in their face.
I’m sure many have heard of verbal diarrhea or diarrhea of the mouth; both meaning someone who either:
A) hogs the conversation and just won’t shut up, babbles on forever taking over the conversation and really has nothing important or interesting to say (rather like a filibuster).
B) Someone who talks continuously while having no point to the conversation.
C) Just someone who talks to damn much.
That last one apparently is often pared with the phrase “and intellectual constipation” Oh man do I love that one. Intellectual constipation. Sadly a quick search through Google didn’t give much in the way of intellectual constipation that was in anyway satisfying. I really hate how that happens.
Anyway, despite finding a new way to describe trump supporters– and I am ALWAYS looking for ways to insult them while it goes soaring above their brainless heads, which isn’t hard to do at all– I was just wondering if anyone else who was born in the US (or even those who weren’t) has started to get a sickening feeling anytime they see a newscast or wander over to the Washington Post or New York Times or just about any form of intellectual news presentation? And not because you know you will see some heartbreaking story about people shooting others for whatever stupid reason they desire, or how weather has ravaged some remote place on the map you weren’t even aware existed, or the fact some channels still play that damn Sarah McLaughlin commercial with all those sad looking dogs and cats. *sniffle*
Ahem. I mean because you are more often than not going to see what sort of unintelligent bullshit the Pretender in Charge has tweeted the day, night before or that very damn morning. And it’s not that what he says is just stupid and horrible, it’s the fact that he’s a damn fucking idiot.
“You know what uranium is, right? It’s this thing called nuclear weapons, and other things, like lots of things are done with uranium, including bad things.”
Excuse me as I go and find a proper meme/image/gif…..
Also, as a side note real quick, I really should know better than to type “What the Actual Fuck” into google then click on images.
And we all know this is just one of many things he has tweeted or even said that is mind boggling bewilderment causing things. THAT EVERYONE ON THE PLANET CAN SEE, READ OR HEAR. I have never been more embarrassed then to hear or read what load of twitter diarrhea trump has churned out.
Here is an example of a rather recent trump’s full tweetstorm:
“The Democrats have become nothing but OBSTRUCTIONISTS, they have no policies or ideas. All they do is delay and complain.They own ObamaCare! The reason that President Obama did NOTHING about Russia after being notified by the CIA of meddling is that he expected Clinton would win and did not want to ‘rock the boat.’ He didn’t ‘choke,’ he colluded or obstructed, and it did the Dems and Crooked Hillary no good. The real story is that President Obama did NOTHING after being informed in August about Russian meddling. With 4 months looking at Russia under a magnifying glass, they have zero ‘tapes’ of T people colluding. There is no collusion & no obstruction. I should be given apology!”
I am deeply sorry that anyone voted for you trump. Truly.
And if it’s not twitter it’s somewhere else. Last week Obama said the Senate health care bill “will do you harm.”, adding that there is a “fundamental meanness” to the Republican health care bill. In a Fox and Friends interview, Trump took credit. “Well he actually used my term, ‘mean.’ That was my term,” he said. “Because I want to see – and I speak from the heart – that’s what I want to see, I want to see a bill with heart.”
“That was my term.” How bleeding toddlerific is that shit?? And yes, we know Republicans what to see a bill with fundamental meanness. After all, it is what trump wants to see…before interrupting his self and saying a bill with heart.
And if it’s not him, it’s someone he’s put in office. He has shown that every decision he has made is so horrifically wrong that I am saddened that the people of the US is allowing this creature to remain in power! He has put unqualified people in positions of power that they do not deserve or even are educated to properly to perform.
And still, the people of the US seem to do nothing.
I am quite aware that some people, some where are trying to do something about this, but we really do need bigger people who have the power to make things happen take these things up.
Ivanka Trump, senior adviser to the president: “I try to stay out of politics,” gives him “an A, of course” for his performance. She’s met with senators to discuss paid family leave, delivered the keynote at the Republican National Convention, and has met with world leaders. She added that her father has “phenomenal” political instincts.
Let’s ignore the fact that trump has “phenomenal” political instincts and focus on the fact that Ivanka has absolutely no business being a senior adviser much less to the pretender. What the hell is she going to advise him on? When to get out of the tanning booth? We can all see how well she has handled that…
Now we can focus on those phenomenal political instincts. I like all of the US and the world are waiting to see these phenomenal political instincts she speaks of. I have this little feeling that we shouldn’t hold our breath to see these instincts and should probably move on.
How inept is this man? He proposed a bill THAT ALREADY EXISTS and has since 1996. CNN has a video of Trump breaking the cardinal rule of golfing: Don’t drive on the green. And apparently always does. Granted I couldn’t give two shits to the game (sorry golfers!) but to disregard a game’s rules? That’s quite telling of a person’s personality and who they are.
And if that doesn’t mean a thing to you, how about Trump at Iowa rally: “All we do is win, win, win.” He then blamed Democrats for his problems, boasted about his “amazing progress,” and called the Russia investigation a “phony witch hunt” at his campaign-style rally in Cedar Rapids on June 21. During the 70-minute speech, Trump promised to lay out the next steps in “our incredible movement to make America great again,” but continually veered off on tangents, reflected on the past, and contradicted himself. He knocked trade deals the Iowa economy relies on, dismissed wind energy in a state filled with thousands of turbines, and denounced the war in the Middle East despite reauthorizing troops in Afghanistan. Trump also revealed his plan for putting solar panels on his proposed border wall “so it creates energy and pays for itself.”
And this is the creature allowed to sit in the US’s most powerful office.
Queen Elizabeth didn’t mention Trump’s planned visit to the UK during her speech at the opening of Parliament. Trump’s visit was already in doubt after he insisted on a gold‑plated welcome in the Queen’s royal carriage and started a feud with London’s mayor on Twitter after the terrorist attack. The London mayor previously said Trump should be denied a state visit because of his “cruel” policies on immigration. The Queen’s speech is used to set the government’s legislative agenda for the next two years and announce planned state visits.
The Queen also uses the speech to set out her official plans for the year. She said she looked forward to welcoming King Felipe VI and Queen Letizia of Spain for their state visit in July, and hosting the Commonwealth summit in April next year. But there was no word about Mr Trump’s state visit. October had been suggested as a possible date.
Something tells me Britain isn’t exactly jumping at the possibility of a trump visit. Can’t say I blame them.
Side note: Pentagon did what now?
I am utterly baffled how he has been allowed to stay as the US president. He is clearly a very uneducated man who was voted in office by likewise uneducated US citizens. Which clearly states just how many more uneducated people are in the US than the educated or intelligent. Which probably should put a big old shining light on the US education system. But instead we get an equally uneducated person in charge of the future’s education, or rather the lack of it.
We are creating better idiots then nature can eliminate.
Until next time (as I really cannot stand writing about this pathetic embarrassment any longer today and I have better things to do….like play Sims 4 or something on my Xbox One), we all have that one embarrassing member of the family that no matter what we try to do, ALWAYS embarrasses us at the worse possible time. And now we have a pretender in charge that does that for us all on a daily basis. Wouldn’t be so bad if we weren’t fully aware that the ENTIRE WORLD IS WATCHING.
You know when you tell someone you’re unique and they just nod and smile because we are ALL unique in our own ways, blah, blah, blahblah?
Thursday started out just brilliantly. The gardener came to take care of the yard, I hid because the dog has discovered digging in the dirt and that generally means she’s up rooted something really pretty and I can’t keep plants alive anyway so…
All completely, well normal I suppose. Hubby had a tummy ache and laid down for a bit, I got bored so I started building a dragon, then took a break from that to play fetch with the dog while listening to music on my tablet.
Once pup got tired and graciously laid down (by this I mean she laid on her back with all her legs in the air very lady like) I laid down for a moment on the floor at the foot of the bed on the pups pillows and cushions. I then decided to play Disney Magic Kingdom (may have mentioned this game before, check it out if you have Disney park love), which was fine, nothing to annoying this time…although Price Phillip still irks me with that stupid smug look of his.
Then at 3 pm almost on the nose while muttering about Mulan my right nostril turned on and dosed the front of my shirt with clear salty liquid. This isn’t a new thing sadly. It’s happened a couple of times in the past, the first time it lasted MONTHS before I found a way to make it stop without visiting the doctor. Also, pun not intended.
It usually is my right nostril that leaks for no reason at all. Like I said it’s a clear liquid and yes, this time it was salty. The leak stops if I look straight and keep my chin up. Since this had been something I have gone through before I didn’t fret it at all. Instead I got up, grabbed a container to catch the fluid in and sat on the bed for a couple of minutes.
I was trying to remember where the medicine that fixes this leak ended up since I hadn’t used it for a long while. When I remembered I got up and walked down the hall.
And this, as they say is when the un-fun started.
You know the feeling when your ears pop because of change in altitude? Or if you grab your nose and blow you can make your ears pop and the interesting noise that can make?
I don’t like my ears popped. The world is way too loud when my ears are popped and I get anxious quickly.
But as air rushed through my right sinus into my ear all I knew was pain. Horrible, severe pain that brought me slowly down to my knees. It was one of those pains that as soon as it happens your eyes focus on some distant thing as you try desperately to figure out WHAT THE FUCK is trying to kill you now? It wasn’t just sharp, it was sharp stabby and then let’s stick around and poke a bit but not really throb type of pain.
I sat on my heels for a minute before trying to get up and instantly regretting it for it seemed that sinus wasn’t completely filled with air just yet and wanted to be, so crackle sound, instant pain this time a lot worst and enough for me to start to hyperventilate trying to get the pain to stop.
They say to breathe through pain as it helps. I know this. I’ve ALWAYS known this. But for some lovely reason, when I’m in the type of pain that I really should BREATHE through I tend to hyperventilate instead. Because brain that’s why.
This is when hubby comes up from behind me and asks what type of pain I was experiencing. I try to describe it, he helps me to slowly get up and get to the couch without any more pain. While just sitting innocently on the couch, my sinus draws another breathe and this time, the neighbors know something is up.
Seriously, I have had many injuries and have gone through many different levels of pain. I’ve given birth to a 7lbs 6oz baby boy without an epidural (it was only a four hour labor which apparently is pretty good for the first kid). I feel like I have a pretty good grasp of how well I can handle pain and usually it’s top notch.
Thursday decided I needed a pain management check up in a bad way. And of course with such severe pain came vomiting. I hate vomiting. I don’t know a single saneish person who likes vomiting.
Next thing I’m aware of is that we’re heading to see the ear, nose and throat doc who we saw when something (a piece of red wax) was blocking my right ear (Thanks Trouble).
He made me lay down and put some drops in my nose then turn my head to the right and open and close my mouth to get the medicine into my ear canal and lessen the pain. Which worked wonderfully, I sat up, my nose still running that lovely clear fluid but in less pain then I had been in.
Doc goes back to finish up with the patient he is with and a minute or two later, my sinus breathes (for serious lack of a better explanation) and I immediately go to the restroom to puke and try not to scream and scare other people. I don’t care what language you speak, when someone screams in pain the message is clear and can be quite frightening. It’s that normal got to help the person in pain thing that most humans have ingrained into them.
Once I do get in doc checks my ears out and starts talking and asking questions that of course I am in no mind to answer even though it seems like such an easy thing to do. Hubby is translating my responses for the doc. Now the doc speaks English quite well, what hubby is translating is my mushy attempt at vowel sounds as well as hand gestures and shrugs.
Sadly for doc, what takes over at this point is the nausea. He then tells me to keep my eyes open as it will lessen the dizzy feeling and nausea. He also does something with smells that doesn’t last very long as one of them makes me well, vomit.
So the diagnose is that my right ear decided to catch a cold which is causing my most favorite of conditions VERTIGO. But the type where you have to keep your eyes OPEN to not get dizzy and nauseated.
Oh hey, for anyone who has ever suffered from vertigo, ask for a Vontrol shot. Why? Because it is a drug that is used as prevention and control of vertigo: VONTROL is indicated for the prevention and control of peripheral vertigo as the of Ménière’s disease, labyrinthitis, otitis media, the middle and inner ear surgery, trauma to the vestibular apparatus. VONTROL may be useful for control in cases such as central vertigo: basilar-vertebral artery insufficiency, certain strokes and their aftermath and trauma involving the central nervous system.
I had vertigo when we lived in the US. The BEST they could do was give me pills to take to keep from vomiting, that I COULD NOT TAKE BECAUSE I KEPT VOMITING THEM BACK UP.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK UNITED STATES???? I AM IN MEXICO WHERE THEY GAVE ME A TINY SHOT THAT IN ABOUT 30 MINUTES OR MORE I NO LONGER WANTED TO VOMIT. Then they gave me pills to take additionally to keep the vertigo/vomiting action down which works well thanks.
I’m starting to understand more and more why people go to other countries for medical care. United States likes to boast that it has the best of everything for their citizens. WHERE WAS MY VONTROL SHOT? HUH? WHERE??? Of course maybe that “everything” part is just for those rich citizens. Even though the shot cost only 200 pesos. That’s $11 USD people. Eleven dollars.
I have a cold. In my ear. My nose isn’t running, I’m not stuffy or coughing or having all those normal “I’ve got a damn cold” symptoms and absolutely NONE of that common cold shit. It’s not an ear infection either as there is no real problems with full blown infection. I am taking naxifelar for anti inflammation but most of the meds I’m taking are for vertigo and allergies.
Afrin Spray nasal infantile -basically the child’s version of Afrin Spray.
Vontrol Ampolletas (ampoules) -the anti vertigo shot every hospital should have cabinets of because vertigo fucking sucks!!
Arlevert -tablets to take to keep the vertigo away.
Plantival -treatment of nervousness, restlessness and insomnia
Serc -more anti-vertigo meds in the tablet variety.
Naxifelar -treatment for infections
Dilarmine -allergy medication
Basically I am unique as not many people can and do get colds in their damn ears. Today is the first day that I’ve actually eaten anything (grilled cheese for the win) and haven’t at all felt nauseous. I drank some coffee put on some shorts and have not cringed in pain from moving my head too much. With the exception of now it feels like my right ear is stuffed up, I’m doing good. But, uhg.
Until next time, FTM is one I created for myself. It’s a twist on the FML- Fuck My Life. I like my life for the most part, but there are moments to which I do not so the FTM – Fuck This Moment was born. This is how these things are born people. Go out and spread the alphabet soup deliciousness!
Well, I know a few people who may say otherwise. And like with everything else, it depends on the book.
But I don’t really want to talk about books. More like the movie that particular quote comes from.
If you’re unaware, I’m talking about the 1999 movie ‘The Mummy’ staring Brendan Fraser, Rachel Weisz, John Hannah and Arnold Vosloo. I really liked the movie as Ancient Egypt has always been a big interest of mine. Of course they didn’t get EVERYTHING correct in the movie.
Just to name a few things. And yes, I did get help with these facts as I’m not THAT good with Ancient Egypt!
Fast forward 18 years (oh holy shit, really??) and we have a new The Mummy movie that is coming out this summer June 8. Unlike the 1999 gem this one has the mummy as a princess who has been denied her destiny. Which right there is sort of skewed as destiny means “the events that will necessarily happen to a particular person or thing in the future” so her dying or being killed was actually her destiny. And according to IMDB the new movie IS a remake of the 1999 movie. Here are some other facts IMDB has thrown out for us:
While it may be a remake of the 1999 movie it does not seem to be a remake of the 1932 movie.
Judging by the trailers and the description, it seems not [to be a remake]. The 1932 picture concerned a male mummy which had come to life and was searching for his reincarnated lover. This movie appears to concern a magically powerful, power hungry female ruler of Egypt whose resting place is disturbed, resulting in her trying to reassert her power over the world. So it looks more like a remake of the 1980 film “The Awakening”, which was in itself a remake of the Hammer Horror film “Blood from the Mummy’s Tomb” (1971), which was in turn a working of the Bram Stoker novel “Jewel of the Seven Stars”. Interestingly, there is also a mockbuster version of this ‘evil queen mummy’ idea which was released in 1998 to steal the thunder of the Brendan Fraser movie. It was titled “Bram Stoker’s Legend of the Mummy”.
I don’t understand how it is not a remake of the 1932 film but be a remake of the 1999 film since that one was in fact a remake of the 1932 film. And even IMDB says it is a remake of the 1932 film in the 1999 movie FAQ page (which there are spoilers if you have not seen the movie–really? Why the bloody hell not???).
The Mummy is a loose remake of The Mummy (1932), which was based on a script by American playwright John Balderston, who also contributed to Dracula (1931) and Frankenstein (1931) and covered the opening of Tutankhamen’s tomb for New York World when he was a journalist. Balderston’s script was rewritten for this film by screenwriters Lloyd Fonvielle and Stephen Sommers (who also directed The Mummy (1999)). Two sequels followed: The Mummy Returns (2001) and The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor (2008). A novelization, also titled The Mummy and written by American writer Max Allan Collins, was released concurrently with the movie.
Of course keep in mind that IMDB is in fact made up of paid subscribers and they don’t know everything if anything.
What I’m getting to is that I am not entirely sure this remake is going to do any of the previous movies any good. And could very well be quite the horrific start to Universal Studios’ new monster universe.
We’ve all seen it. Studios try to kick off a grouping of movies but falling flat on their faces. More so after Marvel Studios had such a whirl wind of cash with their brilliant collection of movies starting with my personal favorite of Iron Man back in 2008.
What other studios don’t seem to grasp, and I really cannot believe that not a one of the people in their employ hasn’t said anything–or if they have they haven’t been listened to (dumbasses) is that the only way to have the type of success Marvel Studios is finally having is to set everything up as they did.
Did anyone imagine what was being planned out in 2008 watching Iron Man? I didn’t. Also as I have said many times, I’m not a comic book reader and certainly wasn’t clued in to a lot of the hidden clues about what was going on. I’m sure the fan base realized slowly, perhaps after Thor hit theaters in 2011.
It sort of took many by surprise. Especially since Marvel Studios hasn’t always had the best of luck. The Incredible Hulk comes to mind. Thankfully they finally hit gold with Mark Ruffalo (no offense Edward Norton) and I can understand why they haven’t thought about doing another Hulk movie.
By the time The Avengers started showing trailers, everyone was hooked. I was beyond excited as I had indeed seen all the movies up to that point so I had a good grasp of what had been happening and I am an avid staying through the credits type of girl. Even when I didn’t understand what was going on when they were hinting at what was coming (the exception was Mjöllnir in New Mexico at the end of Iron Man 2. At that time I was living in New Mexico so YAY!) I would get excited (had nothing to do with Robert Downey Jr *wink*).
As strange as some may find it, I am glad I haven’t read the comics. One thing I have always hated is knowing what is suppose to happen and seeing something else happen or it not happen at all. I have seen many movies based on books I have read (and I have read a few books based on movies or seen a movie THEN read the book) and although I enjoyed the books sometimes I don’t like the movies.
Also it is so much more fun not to know what’s next. Well at least when it comes to books and movies…..
Until next time, I decide to check out the evolution of Marvel Studios’ success. And in case you ever get in the mood to do a Marvel marathon here’s the line up (including some movies not tied to the Avenger timeline in an obvious way):
Who would have ever guessed that being sick is just bad for your overall health?
Many things have been happening as I am sure you are well aware. You don’t need me to tell you the news that’s more in likely blasted across your telly, inboxes and news feed. I’ve limited the amount of PTBP (Pretending to be president) news I take in because it was having an adverse effect on my mental health.
In it’s place I’ve taken up the old habit of reading a good book. I figured if I wasn’t going to be adulting for a few days, I might as well catch up on my reading. Sadly, I have a lot of catching up to do!
I have always been a physical book person. I love the smell, the feel and the overall aspect of a physical book, but it’s in digital that I find most of the new books I could be interested in. And yes, I find them for free as the prices of ebooks is almost as high as a paperback and sometimes even hardbacks. If it’s a new series or author I have never read before I don’t want to be paying high prices to see if I like it or not.
I have ALWAYS been this way about books. Before ebooks however, I’d check the book out from the library (which of course was always free unless you keep a book longer then you were meant to or loose it.) and if I ended up liking the author I’d look for more titles and more in likely end up buying a few as well.
I’m not sure many people get this however. Hubby has always wondered why if I can find the digital book for free, I had to have a physical copy as well. I have quite the library of physical books. I have almost all of the books Stephen King has written. I have quite a few Anne Rice’s as well. Including her new Vampire Chronicles one: Prince Lestat and the Realms of Atlantis. Although I’m struggling through this one.
I remember when people were in a state of panic thinking the physical book was on it’s death bed and perhaps for awhile it was. But it seems now that the ebook craze is leveling out and people are getting use to the new technology the death of the physical book isn’t so imminent although not without some sacrifices (RIP Boarders). The ebook phenom has come to a lull as the ebook readers have become, well….dated. Gone is the need or desire to have a electronic that caters JUST to ebooks. Kindle? Naw, who cares? I never had a Kindle. I did have a Sony eReader, in fact I had a few of them. But then, someone made an app that allowed you to read any book on any android device.
Then Amazon, the great innovator of products that they are, decided that just would not do so they locked down their version of books so that the only way you could read them is with their eReader or app. They still have that lock and people are still cracking them. Most of my library comes from unlocked Amazon Kindle books.
And now books on tape are making a big jump, of course it’s now known as Audible. I’ve never been a big fan of listening to books. Even when I had vertigo and couldn’t even open my eyes I wasn’t too much of a fan (even less so when my phone decided to assign different parts of a book as my ringtones and notifications), although I did recently enjoy Stephen King’s 6.22.63 read by. 30 hours of someone reading to me isn’t usually my cup of anything, but I did actually enjoy it. I’ve read the book myself and watched the mini series but Craig did a wonderful job of reading the story. He used different voices and really brought it to life, which I didn’t expect.
I guess I expected the audio books to be boring. No idea why that would be in my head but yeah.
No longer do people want a electronic that does only a single thing. Not in the age of smartphones doing everything but wipe our asses for us (careful, there may soon be an app for that)! I have a couple of tablets in addition to my now dated Samsung Galaxy S4 phone. One is a windows tablet (Nextbook Flexx 11.6) and the other is an android based tablet (RCA Voyager). I use the nextbook to play games like Disney Magic Kingdom, Talking Tom Gold Run, Dragon Mania Legends as well as browsing online, checking mail…small stuff like that. I rarely use my RCA but I do have FBReader on it that I of course use to read my ebooks. I also have Jarvis and a few little games (Panda Pop, Suicide Squad, Star Wars Puzzle Droids). Not to mention Tony Stark. Got to love Tony Stark (and of course Robert Downey Jr)! There are a few other odds and ends on the RCA, but it ended up mainly being a ebook reader with a few added entertainment should I get tired of reading. It’s also small, 7″ screen that can easily fit in a bag. Nextbook is 11″ and has the removable keyboard and is much like the coveted Microsoft Surface without the heart stopping price tag. Picked the Nextbook up from Walmart for a whopping $56. The RCA was $35.
It would seem that physical books are making a comeback! Although not entirely for why a normal person may think. Apparently they can now be considered art. Works of beauty and that’s before you read them, if you are even allowed to do so that is. Some of the newer physical books have in lost their magical beginnings. The quality of paper, glued pages instead of sewn, hard backs having lackluster covers outside of their removable covers. Although apparently all that is coming back.
Books are now supermodels? Animals are reading them, they are featured in landscapes, posed with food, flowers, gravestones, just about anything you’d like to imagine. They have become objects to color match your outfits with or if you’re so inclined color clash.
I get buying books because you like books. I do this often, but I also like to read them. They’re not just shelf space fillers when I don’t have enough Star Wars, dragons or Harley Quinn to fill the space (which I totally do, but I actually make room for books as they are awesome). I don’t want or need sexy looking books. I mean WTF? I have books I have enjoyed reading on my shelves. They are there because I want them to be, because people can ask me about them and I can tell them what I thought and offer to let them borrow it. They can be quite an effective ice breaker. There is not much you can say about a book that’s only there to be pretty.
“What is that book about? It looks like it could be interesting.”
“That? Oh I have no idea. I only put it there because it’s pretty.”
Is it just me? Am I perhaps missing something here by being born before eReaders became a thing? Do shop owners really have to resort to something so technical in order to get people in the shop to look at books as having electronic poem readings on National Poetry Day where they can be heard only if customers wish to listen?
Does that even make sense?
I know authors still go around promoting their books at bookstores and have signings, readings and what have you. I have a couple of them as friends on Facebook. The last couple of Anne Rice books I’ve bought are signed, but sadly not because I went to the bookstore and met with her. Barnes and Noble gave me the ability to get this without even leaving my house. Which also makes a signed book less valuable.
I can live with or without ebooks. As long as I have physical books it doesn’t matter to me. I am a little miffed that people are now using them as decoration only pieces. Oh sure, some might get read, but it’s a little depressing when the reason something is coming back is less about it’s original usage and more about aesthetics. The ebook is loosing popularity because you can’t take a selfie with an eReader? PATHETIC!
And if you’re interested where this came from, you can read all about it on your own.
And then there is this.
Until next time, curl up with a damn good book. I don’t care if it’s an ebook or a physical one, if you’ve read it a million times before or are going through it for the first time. Hell it doesn’t even matter if you’re reading it or listening to it as long as you are enjoying a story that is more than two pages long and brings you joy. More people need to read books. Hollywood for a start. A great way to pass the time not adulting when you’re sick. Or because you want to.
Today it dawned on me that I haven’t done a solid post on anything anthropological or biomedical for a very long time. I also came across an old list I have tucked into one of my biology books. There’s no author on it nor where it came from so I can’t give anyone credit for putting it all together. There is a list of where the author got all these facts and I did include those links at the end. Just know I didn’t come up with any of these. Anything in [brackets] is the first thought that came in my head after I read the fact.
-Humans shed about 600,000 particles of skin every hour. In fact, most of the dust underneath your bed is probably your own dead skin. [I shed more then all my pets combined?]
-A human baby has 99 more bones than an adult. A baby’s skeleton is mostly made up of cartilage. As a person grows up, most of this cartilage turns into bone in a process called ossification, and the ossification process results in the joining of certain bones. Consequently, new born babies have around 305 bones, while an adult has just 206 bones. [How else would they painfully squeeze their way out of a woman’s body?]
-There are 100,000 miles of blood vessels in an adult human body. The largest blood vessel is the aorta, which is just over an inch in diameter. [I do not suggest measuring your blood vessels or aorta…..then again, if you cannot vanquish this urge, measure away!]
-In a lifetime, an average person produces about 25,000 quarts of saliva, enough to fill two swimming pools. We also produce about a litre of mucus per day. [Does raspberries make this count rise?]
-Your body has enough iron in it to forge a 3-inches-long nail. You also have enough sulfur to kill all fleas on an average dog, enough carbon to make 900 pencils, enough potassium to fire a toy cannon, enough fat to make 7 bars of soap, enough phosphorous to make 2,200 match heads, and enough water to fill a ten-gallon tank. [Now figure out how much all those things are worth and you’ve got the worth of a human being. Financially at least, human individuals sometimes aren’t worth a penny and they probably would have been worth the amount of a good condom.]
-We all have tiny mites living in our eyelashes. These little mites actually aren’t too choosey; they’ll live anywhere as long as they have access hair follicles. They’re found on other parts of the body and on a host of other mammals. [Strangely this doesn’t bother me]
-Pound for pound, the strongest muscle in the human body is the masseter (jaw muscle). It can clamp your chompers shut with 55 pounds of force on the incisors and 200 pounds of force on the molars. [Guess you need to stop telling people to bite you 80’s babies!]
-Sweat itself is odorless. It’s the bacteria on the skin that mingles with it and produces body odor. Bacteria that are naturally present on our skin thrive in sweaty regions. [Damn bacteria! Why must you always be victorious?]
-Your ears and nose will never stop growing until the day you die. In fact, your earlobes will also elongate from gravity. [Lie to me, tell me the truth….]
-Similar to fingerprints, everyone also has a unique tongue print. It may be some time before your local police station starts taking tongue prints, but research on the required 3-D imaging technology is already being developed and tested. [Good thing you don’t have to lick stamps any longer…]
-Ounce for ounce, human bones are stronger than steel. A cubic inch of bone can bear a load of 19,000 lbs.—roughly the weight of five pickup trucks. [Just don’t have five pickup trucks run you over…no guarantee you’ll be fine.]
-People with blue eyes have a higher alcohol tolerance. Interestingly, they also have higher rates of alcohol abuse and dependency. [I did have a high alcohol tolerance. But I stopped drinking when I turned 21.]
-If the human eye was a digital camera it would have 576 megapixels. Currently, the most expensive digital camera in the world has 200 megapixels. [I have lamented many a time how something I am looking at cannot be captured by a camera with the same brilliant look I can see. For example the damn moon.]
-All of the bacteria in our body collectively weighs about 4 pounds. That’s enough to fill a big soup can. In fact, there are more bacteria in your mouth than there are people in the world. [Four pounds of bacteria. FOUR POUNDS I NEED TO LOOSE!]
-In some cardiovascular units, slow and quiet music is used to relax the patients and lower their blood pressure and heart rate. [This is why people are calmer with slow quiet music and it’s most often found in mental health clinics and floors. The opposite is also true. Loud, quick music makes us energetic.]
-Your brain accounts for only 2% of your body weight, yet it uses 20% of the total oxygen and blood in your body. [What an o2 hog!]
-If uncoiled, the DNA in all of your body’s cells would stretch 10 billion miles, which is long enough to reach from here to Pluto and back. [You’d also die]
-Within three days of death, the enzymes that once digested your dinner begin to eat you. Ruptured cells will become food for the bacteria in your gut, which will release enough noxious gas to bloat your body and force your eyes to bulge outward. [Body Farm anyone?]
-In a lifetime, your brain’s long-term memory can hold up to 1 quadrillion (1 million billion) bits of information. [But apparently we don’t always have access to any of it when we could really use it]
-Your heart will pump about 1.5 million barrels of blood during your lifetime. That’s enough to fill 200 train tank cars. [Best not to try this at home]
-As long as it has an oxygen supply, your heart can keep beating even if it’s separated from the body because it has its own electrical impulse. [In case you ever thought that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom couldn’t happen]
-Your brain keeps developing until your late 40s. [Learn, learn and learn some more!]
-Human fingers can feel objects as small as 13 nanometers. This means that if your finger was the size of the Earth, you would feel the difference between houses and cars. [Brings a whole new level to ‘Your momma’ jokes..]
-The highest recorded body temperature in a human being was a fever of 115.7°F. A fever over 107.5°F is enough to damage the brain and, if untreated, cause death. [♪♫ You give me fever♬♩♫]
-The human heart is not on the left-hand side of the body. It’s in middle of your chest, in between your right and left lung. It is, however, tilted very slightly to the left. [In 6th grade we were taught that it was on the left side. And that blood is blue until it hit oxygen then it turns red. ‘(◣_◢)’ ]
-Half of your genes describe the complex design of your brain, with the other half describing the organization of the other 98% of your body. [This must mean that some people have only 10% of their genes describing the complex design of their brain and 90% describing the organization of the other 98% of the body.]
-Your taste buds are replaced every 10 days. Conversely, the average age of a human fat cell is 10 years. [I wish 80% of them would die already].
-There is no scientific evidence that shaving or waxing will make your hair come back thicker. There are believed to be two reasons that the myth continues to flourish. First, humans just aren’t the best observers. Second, hair often does grow back thicker when people first start to shave, but this isn’t caused by shaving. When an adolescent boy shaves his mustache for the first time, it’s likely to grow back thicker. This isn’t because shaving caused this; it’s because the hormonal changes in his body (which occur regardless of shaving) are encouraging new and thicker facial hair growth.
-1 in 10,000 people has their internal organs reversed or “mirrored” from their normal positions. The condition is called situs inversus. [I have a rare one in a million skin thing that pops up every so often that I was diagnosed with in middle school of whose name I can’t remember as I haven’t had problems with it until possibly recently. Also, would a doctor think about this condition when they can’t find a patient’s organ or freak the hell out?]
-Without your pinky finger, you would lose about 50% of your hand strength. While the index and middle fingers function with the thumb in pinching and grabbing, it’s the pinkie that teams up with the ring finger to provide grip power. [Pinkie Power! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ]
-Men’s Testicles hang between the legs to keep cool because sperm dies at body temperature. Keeping those baby-makers cool is a top priority, so make sure to keep your laptop off those bad boys! [And depending on some factors you may want to keep that laptop and other hot things ON those bad boys]
-1 person out of every 200 people has an extra rib. [And women actually do have the same number of ribs as men. The myth that says men have more is from a work of fiction]
-Your mouth is made of the same skin cells as a vagina. Flattened epithelial cells are well suited to areas in the body subject to constant abrasion, as layers can be sloughed off and replaced quickly. [How do you think some women get Angelina Jolie lips??]
-Muscle comes from the Latin “musculus.” Musculus means “little mouse,” and this was used to describe muscles because biceps were thought to look like mice. [*flexes bicep* Mine looks like, well, not a cute mouse that’s for sure!]
-When telling a lie, people blink less frequently than normal. After the lie is told, they speed up to around eight times faster than usual. [Now knowing this is going to make you quite self aware for a bit whether you are lying or not]
-More than 3% of people are born with phonagnosia: they can’t recognize the voices of familiar people. People suffering from phonagnosia do not suffer from aphasia (an inability to comprehend and formulate language), which suggests that separate areas of the brain govern linguistic comprehension and voice recognition. [I once thought I heard my husband’s voice at a gas station when he was in Germany. For a moment I thought he had come home early. So disappointed.]
-A scientist cracked his knuckles on one hand for over 50 years to prove it did not cause Arthritis. After 50 years, he concluded that there was no arthritis in either hand, and no apparent differences between the two hands. This is, of course, a rather small data set, but it’s interesting none the less! [I used to crack them, but I got bored with it so stopped for the most part.]
-You can burn 20% more fat by exercising in the morning on an empty stomach. Sex burns 3.6 calories a minute, so fifteen minutes of morning sex should burn off 130 calories. [Take THAT to the bedroom!]
-Humans have no more genes than worms. We have less genes than a tomato. How could this be, given that the all-powerful homo sapiens are clearly a more complex species? We’re not sure, but scientist have noted that the number of genes in the genome may be less linked to complexity than we thought. [Gives new meaning to being as smart as a tomato.]
-A strong cough forces air out of the airways at speeds up to 620 mph, which is almost as fast as the speed of sound. [Never mind the pain in the ribs at repeated coughs]
-Hearing is the fastest human sense. Your brain can recognize a sound 10 times faster than the blink of an eye, in as little as 0.05 seconds. [I was told I have better hearing than most people. This isn’t always a good thing as I am annoyed by more sounds then normal people. And it’s usually the normal people that are making those sounds.]
-Bras make breasts sag. Bras also do not reduce back pain. A leading study found that women who never wore bras had nipples an average of seven millimeters higher each year than regular bra users. Before you go throwing away your bras, note that the benefits of not wearing a bra will only be seen in younger women who are not obese, according to those managing the study. [I feel sadness for the millions of women who moan and complain about their bras hurting them. Bras shouldn’t hurt. Stop buying them from Walmart! Get your tits to a lingerie store and get fitted for a bra that isn’t going to hurt you, you won’t even feel it’s there and you may just forget to take it off! It’s what I did and although I paid a higher price for the bras, they also lasted longer and made my girls happy. Always get more than two good fitting bras and rotate them daily, hand wash them, let them dry on a flat surface (NEVER hang them to dry, stretches them out) and store them in a familiar fashion instead of inverting one cup into the other. Happy breasts are sexy breasts ( o ) ( o ) ]
-After child birth, a woman’s vaginal muscles can take up to 6 months to get back to their normal shape and size. [Probably takes that long for her to want to open her legs up again]
-We can’t digest grass because our bodies don’t have what it takes to break down the cellulose found in the plant. Grass also contains a lot of silica, an abrasive that quickly wears down teeth, so your dentist wouldn’t be thrilled about a grass diet. Grazing animals have teeth that continually grow to replace worn tooth surfaces. [Can this be used against vegetarian (or as I like to call them ‘bad hunter’) diets?]
-Your big toe carries more weight than any other toe, bearing about 40% of your body weight. To enlist in the United States army, you need to have all ten toes intact. [New meaning to going toe to toe?]
-One prevailing theory as to why butt hair exists is that there’s simply no significant evolutionary pressure against butt hair. I.e. it doesn’t affect our ability to mate, so the random mutations that caused butt hair persisted.
Other theories take a smellier view of things, suggesting that butt hair helps scent communication. We have body hair in the same areas where we produce odors. The hair is there to hold onto oily secretions that have their own smell and are consumed by bacteria that produces even more smells. Early human ancestors used their personal smell to actually help them with everything from broadcasting territorial rights to attracting mates. [Wait, I have butt hair!!! (__(__)]
Until next time, amaze your friends and family with facts about their own body they didn’t know!
……her kids are all grown up because she spent all her time clicking on headlines just like this one. Clickbait, stop falling for it! And no, you didn’t earn me a dime. Although you can just donate some to me. 🙂
Until next time, ignore those clickbait links as all the stories are always stupid and not as amazing as the headlines promise. And yes, I am about to do a full multiword post.
**I am sorry to everyone who may have thought the post was going to be about Anubis our puppy. I was NOT going to Google ‘friend zone’ again. Ever. Instead I give you something to smile about before ripping your heart out.**
Go ahead. Cry. Get it out. The truth hurts.
Now that you’re done being a baby cry (kudos to the guys and perhaps women who didn’t cry) let me tell you why this is.
Women are not interested in being friends with such men who believe in the friend zone, because these self-interested creeps are not friends—they’re controlling abusers who feel entitled to a woman’s time, affections, and bodies, but are worthy of none.
This past Tuesday an article popped up and has been floating around social media. Perhaps you’ve seen and read it? It’s called ‘Why Men and Women Can Never Be Just Friends.‘ Yes, if you haven’t figured it out this is utter trash. And apparently this pathetic zone men have created to inflate their precious fragile egos (she doesn’t want to fuck me, it’s because I’m in the friend zone) is the reason for the United State’s declining birth rate. To be honest I didn’t know there was a decline, it’s a good thing there is a decline as there are too many people on this planet anyway and there are way too many fucking idiots here already. It’s full.
In case you’re not in the mood to read the article (and I do not blame you) let me break it down and give you the Cliff Notes Version:
Hans Fiene who wrote this trash argues that we women must once and for all give up the fantasy that we have any male friends. I imagine he means straight males. The male friends we do have would much rather be friends with other guys then us. Why? Because women don’t like football (American or otherwise), we don’t belch, fart or get dirty and we certainly don’t feel the need to sit in our own filth all damn day. Um, who really wants to do that last one anyway??
Ummm, okay? WTF? Apparently all guys ever want from women is to fuck us. Nothing else. Friends with benefits does not count either I suppose as we can’t be friends. This reject goes on to say that we must relinquish men from our seductive wiles if we have no plans of marring them. And our first priority once we find the man we wish to repopulate the world with is to in fact marry him and have kids asap.
I guess if you are thinking in a post apocalyptic world there may have to be some repopulation and where the idiot in the white house is taking us this could very well be a foreseeable future.
“Being caught in the Friend Zone is an inarguable drag on fertility rates, as a man who spends several years pledging his heart to a woman who will never have his children is also a man who most likely won’t procreate with anyone else during that time of incarceration,” Fiene dramatically writes. “Quite simply, for the sake of our future, the Friend Zone must be destroyed. For the Friend Zone to be destroyed, women must accept the following truths: you don’t have any guy friends and, in fact, you can’t have any guy friends.“
Hell hath no fury like a man driven to prove that the “Friend Zone” exists, and that it’s sending our planet on a path of miserable, baby-free extinction.
Nevermind that we get hit on and pursued by men who we wouldn’t even be friends with. Apparently it’s just ALL. OUR. FAULT. LADIES!
“Do your ‘friend’ a solid and let him go. Call him up and tell him, ‘…It was my fault that I got your hopes up by putting you in the Friend Zone. As restitution, please accept the phone numbers of five girls I know who find you attractive. Stop wasting your time with me and go hang out with a girl who might one day bear your children.’”
Mansplaining fantasy garbage much??
As Samantha Grasso so eloquently put it: “He has instead only watched beer commercials from the ’80s and read Tucker Max books and thinks men love to fart Taco Bell into in other men’s faces and call people “turd blossoms.” Men like blowing things up with fireworks, Fiene writes. They definitely aren’t complex humans who can experience platonic friendship, no way.”
Yes, we have all heard this exhausted, played out argument. We ladies have heard these nauseating mantras almost daily:
I’m sorry but I am not going to take responsibility for anyone but me. There is never a time where I have ever said or implied that any man can trade his friendship with me for sex. Not once. Yet it would seem this is a universal truth, that it is an unwritten but well known rule and should we not abide by these truths/rules we will face the very real danger of getting straight up murdered. Which, unsurprisingly, is probably our fault, too.
There is literally nothing tethering you to being someone’s friend, and women owe you absolutely nothing in exchange for any time you wish to spend being their friend. There is no friend zone stopping you from telling someone how you feel, and there is no affection, sex, or other reward to be reaped for being a decent person to someone else.
Perhaps if you find yourself pining away for a person who doesn’t return your affections you may want to walk away from them and take a look around for a person who will return your affections and be more than happy to spend the rest of their lives with you. This also applies to anyone in a one way relationship. Walk away, find someone who loves you for you and for Oden’s sake don’t be an ass and decide that just because we don’t want to open our legs to you we’re bitches who have stuck you in some zone in our lives. If you honestly cannot be friends with me without trying to fuck me, then I don’t want to be friends with you at all. In any shape or form on any level. Not on social media and defiantly not in real life.
The friend zone is a pathetic attempt to make women feel bad about having male friends to begin with. I suppose it’s our fault if your buddies want to fuck us even though we’re with you and are loyal. I mean, that’s all any guy wants to do right?
*dramatic but deserved eyeroll*
Until next time, friendships are fantastic things not to be shat upon by worthless human beings who thinks the world much less a certain gender owes them something. Those are toxic people who do not under any circumstances deserve to be in your life.