Ghost Stalker

I have a group on facebook. This is a flash fiction story for that group. Ghastly Grimoires.

My name is Radkim Heikkinen. I am now amongst the walking dead. I am some sort of ghost detective. I have no idea what I am to be honest. But let me tell you a bit about my story.

I was a detective with the major case squad. I was great at my job until one night it all came to a screeching halt. I was with my partner investigating a robbery that ended in murder. Little did we know the suspect was lying in wait for us. I came around that corner and that was the last thing I remember.

When I went to my funeral, I found out how I was shot. Thanks to my partner Pat. He told everyone how I took a bullet through my eye. Doesn’t surprise me that I didn’t even feel it. I had been shot before in Desert Storm. He told them all how he stayed with me and got blood on his best suit. I kept telling him not to wear that thing when we were looking for someone. I told him to save it for court. He never listened to me.

Jake came to me after and told me he was my guide to the heavens. I wanted no part of that. He told me if I didn’t come with him, I would be stuck here on the Earth to roam. He told me no one would see me or even know I was there. But I had a suspect to catch. I need to finish this.

Jake didn’t understand this at all. He left me with a phone number to call when I was ready. Who knew heaven had a fucking phone? I walked away from Jake and the light. I turned to the darkness to be seen. I turned into a ghost stalker.

I found my partner Pat with his new partner Jane. What a name, Jane. Who would ever name their little girl that, I don’t know? Jane has long blond hair and the most dazzling baby blues. She has legs up to her ears. She is young.

I wonder if I looked that young when I started major crimes? But I digress. You get that way when you die. Your mind seems to endlessly wander until you can pull yourself back to a thought process. Today the help there was Jane and her coffee.

Jane and Pat are on a new case but it involves the one I was just murdered in as well. The guy got away when Pat stopped to call for backup and an ambulance. I guess you could say he was a true friend. He never left my side. Now the guy is still on the loose and we need to find him.

I left Jane and Pat there at the desk. I saw a picture of the new spot he hit. This time he killed three innocent customers along with the clerk. This guy needs to die. He should have died before me. No one needs someone like this on the planet. All he does is rob and kill. What is the point to him breathing?

I found him! He is here robbing again. I decided to jam the gun with my finger. That worked. The look at this chaps face as he pulls the trigger and it doesn’t fire. I moved my finger slightly and the bullet came out the wrong end. It twisted a bit to his shoulder but I think he has the point now.

That is a good criminal! Turn and run like a coward! Oh and don’t forget to leave that blood trail for my partner! Good boy! Good BOY!

Now Pat should be able to identify you. All they need to do is call in the geek squad. Those guys will take their little cotton swabs and voila, you are known.

Come on clerk. Dial that phone. Call in the cops. Move it. COME ON! I don’t know why he isn’t moving? Guess I need to make him move. So I scream and a jar on a shelf next him breaks. The clerk jumps. He grabs the phone and dials the police.

That is a good clerk. Get my old partner, Pat, and his new partner, Jane, down here. Get them to bring the geek squad with them.

I stand outside waiting for my partner to come. I found myself smoking a cigarette while waiting. Weird being dead and still having my horrible habits. No idea where this came from, but I sure do love it. I notice my foot is up on the wall. I seem to have all my usual habits. I guess you stay who you are even in death.

Being dead is like living in a different dimension. This is one of the most awesome things I have ever accomplished. I don’t have to worry about that body getting hurt anymore. I now can freely take care of problems without stress.

There they are. Finally coming to the rescue. Late to the party as usual, Pat. I swear he will be late for his own funeral.

All cars come to a screeching halt. Tires smoking from each car, doors flying open in haste, people jumping out of them, grabbing their weapons from their sides, and running right up to the door of the establishment. It looks like some sort of Quentin Tarantino movie.

One of the patrol officers grabs the handle of the door and pulls it open like he is John Wayne in some cowboy movie and sticks his 9mm through the door first. Great way to get it taken from you, if you ask me. In they all move in a military formation. Ready to take down anything that moves.

Finding nothing but the clerk, they look surprised he isn’t standing here. Thanks for mucking up the blood, airheads. The clerk shows them the blood they stepped in, with the very nice trail, thank you very much, You see the bright ideas in their heads as they check their shoes. That’s right, call for the geek squad now. Can’t wait for the head sup of their division see you stepped in their blood. CONTAMINATION, dumbasses.

Come on, where is Pat and Jane? Oh there they are, talking outside to people and not in here working. Time to kick Pat in the ass. I kick the door and it opened nicely. I laugh, though no one can hear me, as it hits Pat in the back of his head.

Pat turns around to look at the door. It is great watching him look around, seeing no one who could’ve opened it hard enough to hit his head with it. Watching him rub the back of his head while looking inside the store is a wonderful feeling to me.

At least I got his attention enough to notice the blood. I watch as Pat sees the blood and follows it with his eyes outside. Following the blood trail, Pat grabs a flashlight from a patrol officer standing by. Keep walking Pat, you will find the bastard.

I keep up with Pat while he is on the trail to the suspect. I will do what I can to warn him before he is like me. Around the corner you see no more blood. What the hell! It is just stops right here? Come on now. Pat looks toward the curb. Oh, yeah, now it’s coming back. I bet he got into a vehicle and looky there, we have a camera.

I hear Pat on the radio telling dispatch to get the camera footage. He tells Julia to have the forensic unit find that plate number. Soon we will know who this guy is, if that is, the car isn’t stolen. That is always a possibility in these cases.

Pat and I always had a saying about criminals. They are like flies. Annoying as hell and hard to catch. But just like a fly, a criminal when whacked will die. Sometimes you need a fly swatter, other times you need fly spray. Either way you catch the little bugger and get it out of your hair.

I walk with Pat back to the store. Pat walks into the establishment and looks around. That’s it buddy. Find those cameras. Seeing one, he approaches the clerk and asks about seeing the tape. The clerk takes Pat into the back.

He pulls up the video. Pat watches it, as he does, he peers closely, rewinds, and there you see me. I am nothing more than a mist of fog, but you can see me. Pat keeps watching. I see he is trying to make out the face, but it is hard when the camera is in a downward slant. Unless the guy looks up and to the camera, seeing the face is always a challenge.

Pat tells the clerk he wants the tape this is on. He calls in the forensics person. I wait. Then I see who comes through the door. It is Beth. She is our best as far as I am concerned. This gal knows her stuff. She runs around telling everyone she is a real life Sara Sidle, but I tell her she is more Catherine Willows than Sara Sidle.

Pat takes a look at her as a patrol officer leads her into the office of the establishment. How nice! She did the smokey eye and found a dark purple lipstick. With her long dark hair and green eyes, this looks amazing. Pat always did have the hots for her.

It takes him a moment to compose himself after seeing Beth walk in. Beth gets straight to work getting the tape made from the computer it is on. Since she is on it, she helps herself to a few more files as evidence. I know what is going on in her mind. Possible inside job maybe. Could be. I had thought of that just before I died.

The night I died, I conveyed to Pat that we should check out who owned the buildings, who owned the stores, and see if there was any connection even a geographical one. My gut said something connected each place. Even if it was the same delivery man. There is something. I just know it. A reason each of these spots are being hit.

Looks like dear Beth thinks like I do. I wonder if I can get her a message somehow to really look at all this evidence in my head. Maybe if I try hard I can make myself appear to her in a dream or write a message on the computer. I have to figure this out.

I see Pat turn to leave and decide to follow him out. Let’s see where his gut takes him next.

Pat stands by the office door watching the geek squad taking samples of the blood. One found the bullet. I wonder if my print is on that thing? I wonder if ghosts have finger prints? The squad is taking pictures of the scene and casting impressions of the cops shoes that ran through it. Some cops are morons.

Pat stands here watching everything so intently. I never noticed this before. Did you always stand there looking like this? Funny how things appear differently when you are dead and an observer compared to being alive and doing.

Pat’s eyes are moving from one end of the room to the other. I am not sure what he is thinking. Finally, he starts moving toward the geeks.

I see Jane over there by the door. She looks uncomfortable. I see Pat walking toward Jane. I watch him as he looks at her. Come on Pat, train her. I know a new partner is hard but she needs someone to mentor her. Tell her what to do. Little sticky notes of reminders to help her solve cases.

She looks lost. I wonder what her last gig was in the police department. She seems uncomfortable even around the patrol officers. Most who come from the patrol division still behave like patrol officers. She behaves like she has never seen a crime before in her life. Makes me wonder if she was in the records department or even dispatch.

The most powerful time an old detective has on a rookie is when the rookie is a rookie. The newby needs guidance. Pat is just standing there looking at Jane. Maybe I need to make another disturbance so he gets the hint. Take her by the hand and show her how to be great.

Pat just stands there and finally asks Jane if she talked to anyone. Of course, she says no. What rookie would say yes? This is her first crime. She has no idea how to solve crime. Pat is the veteran here. Pat needs to be the teacher. Come on Pat, teach.

I have no idea what happened next. I was pulled to another location by forces beyond my control. Back to the robber/murderer. Lovely. I wonder if Captain Kirk felt like this when he was beamed away by Scotty?

Here he lies on a kitchen table with some guy with crazy magnifying glasses on using tweezers and a knife. Boy, you are stupid. Go to a damn hospital and have it done correctly before gangrene sets in. I guess stupid really does what stupid does.

Blood is dripping off the table and onto the floor. This is gonna be great. This guy is just gonna die for us. Feeling a little light-headed are we?

I sit there and watch this make shift emergency operation in a filthy kitchen. Cockroaches are walking all over this guy.

I find myself sitting in a chair smoking a cigarette. I guess old habits don’t die at all. I wish I had a beer when I find myself drinking one. Well, isn’t this convenient? I roll my eyes as I watch this show. Man, I really should’ve written a book while I was alive on the criminal stupidity mind. I bet it would’ve been a best seller.

I hope by now Pat has his head on straight and is teaching Jane some great work. But apparently I can’t will myself back to him. Instead, I get to watch this show.

This so-called doctor just told some broad to go to the butcher on the corner to get some pig blood. Nice. Dude, he is putting pig blood into you. I laugh out loud since neither of these idiots can hear me anyway.

How comical is it to watch someone giving some nutjob pig’s blood. Dude, you are so gonna die. Oh looky there, the light has returned. Even in death this guy is oblivious to me sitting here. That’s right run along into the light with Jake.

I wave hi to Jake. Jake shakes his head at me and walks this dumbass into the light. What a fool. Hospitals are the best place to be treated even if the cops show up. At least you are alive.

I am pulled back to Pat and Jane. They are now at the office. I wonder how to get a message to them that this guy is deceased? The answer comes in a phone call from a dispatcher. Seems the make-believe doctor put the dumbasses body on a bench waiting for the bus.

Now Pat will put two and two together. This will be case closed but my gut says otherwise. I still think this guy was way to dumb to pull this off by himself. Someone else will pick up where he left off. Mark my words.

But for now it is case closed.

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Ackerman Lake Murders

I have totally revamped this book. I am creating some back stories on the characters to kind of get to know them and what they are willing to do. I want to push them to the dark side and bring them back to the light. Now, I am redoing a few chapters of this novel I am writing. I decided to change a couple of things from my first draft. I am taking it completely to one place where it should be and not all over the UP. I am keeping it completely in Alger County between Ackerman Lake and Munising.  Also including Chatham, Trenary, Eben Junction, Wetmore, and maybe a few other towns in Alger. Highway 13 and it’s known spookiness I may add or I may create something just for there.

Speaking of Highway 13, I recently learned from Munising residents that there is a strange light down by the airport there. Just like the Paulding light. I am searching for someone to take me there to investigate this further.  I think this is amazing. It too is by an old railroad track.

I did create a kind of cover for the new Ackerman Lake Murders. What do you think?  I made 3 different ones. I will post a poll later on them to see which design to go with.

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Well I have to get back to my class on trigger points. I have to keep making money until I finish this book. Maybe it will make me money! That would be awesome. Until then. May your coffee be stronger than your problems!

 

Afternoon Coffee!

Time for us to sit down with a cup of Joe and update each other. I was sad yesterday to find out that all the pictures I took weren’t on my camera at all. Somehow they never got saved to the memory card. I had some great ones of bigfoot, pasties, Lake Superior, flowers, and so much more. It so breaks my heart. I took them so I could blog about stuff and then to find they were gone, well. I thought I could recreate them in paint by drawing what they looked like.

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A purple flower found on the shore of Lake Superior
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Pasty from Muldoons
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Lake Superior
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Bigfoot standing at the window of Muldoons

I am working on stories just at the moment we have a ton of clients to massage! Been at work some weeks seven days. This week I took 2 days off and my schedule is slowly filling to full. I stay longer at the spa to see if anyone calls in for that last-minute massage. Never know when a body is in need. As I sit and wait, I have been crocheting and writing as the day allows or if a spark of something happens in my head.

I have been taking pictures as I walk around Munising while waiting for people to call in. I run off for some lunch somewhere usually Johnny Dogs. If you are in Munising, I would so suggest Johnny Dogs! One thing about Johnny Dogs, they are packed so plan on a long line! My other favorite spot in Munising is the Falling Rock Cafe. A fellow Nancy owns this cafe. She has a ton of books for you to read, live entertainment some days/nights, and they make amazing sandwiches. If you are craving pizza, go to Pictured Rocks Pizza. Pizza is cooked in about 8 minutes and at a great price. The bread sticks are amazing as well. I eat pasties at Muldoon’s. I am not sure where else pasties are sold in town, but this is the place everyone goes to for pasties. I always get a traditional beef pasty. We do have a new coffee shop in Munising. It is called Fudge and Coffee.

I love Tuesdays for the farmer’s market at Lake Superior. Right by the water and several vendors with great food they have grown or they made as in soap, lotion, bread, cookies. I had pictures of that as well. So sad. While you are down there, get a pizza from the ladies at the pavilion. It is five dollars for a cheese only and the proceeds go to different charities like the girls softball team.  They always have a sign up to where money is being donated for that day.

It is a blessing to see you again. Let’s have coffee another day and catch up on all things going on in our lives.

Until the next time we meet, may your day be blessed with coffee prosperity!

It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring

Yes, it has been raining cats and dogs here in da UP! It really need to get my ark finished. I have been working my little hands off at Our Perch in Munising. They have been too fatigued to write. They need a break from a long day as well. Been on facebook posting though. Short stuff like Hey, I have massage times available.  Which reminds me, here are some photos of my office. Soon I will be in the basement with a sauna. Yeah, try to get me out of that! I think all massages will be conducted within the sauna.

 

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The business card

 

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I made this ad for hot stone massage
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One of the many views of Lake Superior from Our Perch

 

The other thing I have been doing is crocheting. I do a bit here and there to keep from chewing my nails. I decided to make stress balls that look like animals. Not the best as of yet but. If anyone has a better way to make an ear or help me with the eyes, I would be appreciative. Here is some of my latest work!

 

 

 

I have decided I am writing too many stories at once and I can’t remember half the time what is supposed to go where or what idea is suppose to be with what story. I am now going to focus on one at a time. I can still go back to my other stories, but I think it is better served if I just spend time getting one completed.

That’s the latest update from the swamp. I post pictures of the ark when I am done! I shall be around soon saving everyone from the rising waters.

A wee bit of government intrusion today

The U.S. Forest Service like the DNR are jokes. Don’t get me wrong. I do believe we need to stop illegal hunting, we need more land for the animals since people think they own the whole planet, and we need some services they do offer. BUT…..

The government seems to be under the belief they own everything. And I mean, EVERYTHING! They tax us to death in property taxes and when you can’t pay, they take your land. If a corporation wants your land to put a tower on for anything, the government takes it. If the city wants a new highway, the government takes it. Do you see where I am going here? We the citizens really don’t own a damn thing thanks to our useless government.

All this leads me to this article recently published.  Good-bye to cabin life: U.S. government tells owners in U.P. to leave! That is right the good ole U.S. Forest Service is again taking away land from people and telling everyone they can’t use it. Well, if it is public land then we should be able to use it however we see fit. This is like the time when Obama closed our parks including Pictured Rocks. Do you remember the government shutdown in 2013? Our Governor, Rick Snyder, decided it was ok to follow what the feds said and closed the parks. Wrong thing to tell a Yooper! Taxpayers Revolt Against Park Closures 

The other social nasty I really want to get rid of in our government is the inflation/deficit we face. Inflation keeps rising. When I entered the workforce many, many moons ago, I made $3.35 an hour. This was good. Milk was only 50 cents a gallon. Bread was about the same price. Gas went between 75 cents to around a dollar. In the 70s we had a gas shortage which made us top around $1.75 or so depending upon where you lived. But groceries were cheaper. A can of Spaghettios was 75 cents a can. Back when we could make a homemade pizza for under a buck. Today it is under $5. I really hate that our economy has gotten like this. By all rights minimum wage should be around $18 an hour just to keep up with rising milk costs. Since that is 6 times what I made back in the 80s, our factory workers and professionals should be charging 6 times as much for their wages as well. Most attorneys charge $200 an hour today which is cheap with the realization of inflation vs wages. By all accounts an attorney should charge $1200 an hour.

This little rant is brought to you today by this article I discovered on my browser home page. Escaping poverty requires almost 20 years with nearly nothing going wrong

The biggest problem we face is money. I always loved Star Trek because they didn’t use money. Everyone had their spot on the planet and no one ever mentioned money. Except of course the Ferengi with gold press latinum.

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Found this online. Not sure who made it but I love it.  It is on 45 or more sites.

That is all I got for today. Back to writing and crocheting. I have been working a ton of hours lately. Maybe if I get time, I will post some pics of what I have been making.

 

Today is my birthday

That is right. Today is the day where everyone says, “Happy Birthday” to you on social media. But it is much more than that. It is the start of my new year. Today I was brought onto this planet and not without great pain. Dr. Olson and Dr. Dehlin both celebrated my day by having a doctor’s appointment showing me the x-rays of my birth. I was trapped sideways in the birth canal and finally was released at 10:40 p.m. Back in 1970, I could have died. We didn’t have the greatest of medical care then. We are so far more advanced today than in 1970. I really started to think today. I sat here all day working on stuff and no cake, no ice cream, no party because at 47 everyone is already sick of throwing you one. So I sat here in silence, writing, reflecting, and wishing. Mostly, I wished I could have a bloody piece of cake, a doughnut, or even a damn cupcake! But that is not what is really important. What is important, some people remembered without facebook ever telling them.

Anyway, I decided I would share my birthday wish with everyone this year. Although every year is usually the same. I wish every year to win the powerball and live on triple digit millions.

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One of my birthdays I think my 13th or 14th. I have Garfield on my cake.

Making wishes on my birthday

Every year we all make wishes on our birthday and never tell a soul in fear they won’t come true. This year, I am going to tell you all my secret wishes since keeping them to myself every year hasn’t made them grow into reality.

Here is my wish in abundance for the next year of my life.

  1. I wish for peace to spread across this planet like a wildfire in June.
  2. I wish for everyone to find that one person to love for all eternity.
  3. I wish for all animals everywhere to be respected and love for the beautiful souls they are. For they too are on a path up the mountain and are learning their lessons to move on.
  4. I wish for abundance for all.
  5. I wish everyone wins the lottery at least once in their lifetime.
  6. I wish for everyone to be happy.
  7. I wish for all ailments to be cured.
  8. I wish for coffee to become our source of income.
  9. I wish for our waters to be clean.
  10. I wish for inflation to go down.
  11. I wish for .15 cent hamburgers.
  12. I wish for everyone, everywhere to have their own home. Their own stable place where they can always come back to.
  13. I wish for all politicians to grow a brain.
  14. I wish for medicine to advance to the point where a human being can regrow anything. This of course will make bald men everywhere highly excited.
  15. I wish for luck.
  16. I wish for all the dead to come back at least once a year to discuss stuff we all need reminding of.
  17. I wish for joy.
  18. I wish humans would become less of the predators and more of the caretakers.
  19. I wish for trees
  20. I wish the bees had more respect.
  21. I wish we all had land to farm.
  22. I wish for hippies giving out flowers again.
  23. I wish for more volunteers.
  24. I wish for more smiles.
  25. I wish for more laughter.
  26. I wish for more people gathering together at coffee shops filling their day with brightness.
  27. I wish for more sunshine.
  28. I wish for more family time.
  29. I wish time would slow the hell down.
  30. I wish my parents would get along.
  31. I wish everyone would practice forgiveness.
  32. I wish I had a jet to fly to other countries for coffee and pie.
  33. I wish for extinct animals to come back
  34. I wish for chocolate
  35. I wish I had the funds to travel more.
  36. I wish there was a computer glitch and I have millions in the bank.
  37. I wish I had a time machine.
  38. I wish we had free electricity
  39. I wish we didn’t have to use gas in a car.
  40. I wish you all knew how beautiful you are.
  41. I wish for the end of abuse
  42. I wish for the end of hatred
  43. I wish everyone just got along
  44. I wish Donald Trump was as funny as George Bush Jr.
  45. I wish I could save the whole world from itself.
  46. I wish you all have a chance to examine your life and make it better for yourself. There is nothing wrong with self-love. There is nothing wrong with wanting better.

Which leads me to number 47, the number I am today. This is the biggest wish ever. Most of all, I wish all my friends and family, the best life you could ever have! Remember, you are not promised a tomorrow so make the most of today.

Just remember, I can go on and on with wishes you know. I do them daily. I wish I had a maid, I wish I had a brand new car, I wish I had a doughnut, I wish I had more coffee, I wish I had more money. And on and on the wishes go!

Oh the Places You Will Go, When You No Longer Read Facebook!

I finished Foxy except for the tail. I want to get some of that special yarn that will make it look more fluffy like a fox tail should. But he is finished! I found I didn’t need the pipe cleaner even though I used it. I could have just made a straight circle and put a couple of stitches in to bend it like a hook. Nice to know since everyone makes a candy cane with a pipe cleaner but I figured out a different way! YAY to the ME!

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Here is the pirate Foxy laid out. He is pretty big.
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Standing up on my computer keyboard, you can see he is taller than the monitor.

 

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Here he is from another angle. Forgive all my yarn piled up.

 

I am super happy that my McDonald’s still has the shamrock mocha. Nice. By the way, they started taking out the play area today. Our McDonald’s is going down hill. I loved the play area as did many parents. It is a great place to take your kids to play and have some grown up time with your pals. The kids are entertained and you get some breathing time to have an adult conversation with actual people instead of a child. I shall get some photos of it for you. I am so disappointed. I am disgusted as well. The play area should always be at a McDonald’s.

I managed to get a bunch of orders done and I am working on some extras for selling. I have a unicorn I have to sew together. I sewed on the eyes and nose instead of using safety eyes. I figure this way, it can’t get into a baby’s throat.

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I love making these fancy rabbits. I sell them for $5.
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Here are only 3 of the many I have done. They are super cute. I like making them.

Enjoy the Foxy and Bunny photos. I will get some photos of the unicorns for another post. I still have to check the Facebook Beta app and see what is happening. Been busy today.  I will write again soon!

 

Hmmm I still need to check Facebook

I haven’t been on Facebook in days. I just check the message app and that is it lately. My hands are killing me. I have had several orders for bunnies. Which in the crochet world is a smash hit. I have been donating all my free time to crocheting. I am selling these small amigurumi rabbits for 5 dollars and I am still waiting for other animals to be ordered like the unicorn, elephant, and hopefully some chickens. I set a goal of making 10 of each and then having those sell first. I think if you are crocheting this is a good level goal to set and then when you do sell them, you get a bonus of buying more stuffing and yarn. I still can’t figure out how some people make a living at this but I am learning. I seemed to have found that niche in our area that is lacking. I see blankets, baby clothes, hats, gloves, scarves, cowls, and wash cloths all the time. I have even seen dick warmers. Not kidding you they are made for an erect penis but not for a normal one. I don’t know many guys who walk around with a hard on constantly. This is the one item I really shook my head at. Apparently, she made them as a joke. Which I am not sure she did or not, but ladies, you are aware of shrinkage right? She was marketing them as an everyday dick warmer. She wanted women to buy them for their man. I told all my friends about it and we laughed. We have all lived with men. We know this is not an everyday item and will only work when he is stimulated. Which means he can only use it for about 5 minutes at which time he is working if you get my drift? We all agreed she would have better chances if she made them to the right size and marketed them as ball warmers instead. You see, men will shrink up into something really small and it reminds me of a turtle head retreating into its shell. Plus, I swear most men aren’t much better than a turtle head when not in use. I only mention this since we are all looking for the right market in which to sell our items. What good is this if a man can’t use it because it is made for a time when he is sexually active and not for when he is just at rest. That is not an everyday wear item. It is a great gag gift but it isn’t something anyone will be able to use. This is what brought my attention to amigurumi style dolls and animals. No one is taking the time to really focus on this in my area. I have now created a demand since everyone has children or grandchildren. People have nieces and nephews, cousins, and there are children in this world somewhere. They can buy them from me and send them to their loved one anywhere in the world. I don’t see anything wrong in dick warmers but if I make them, they will be for everyday not for the other time of day if you get it that often.

Anywho, my hands hurt and I am trying to make enough critters for craft shows and steam and gas this September. I take my massage chair with me to all events. It was at events, that I started to really focus on my knitting and crocheting. There are times at events when you have no one to talk to. No one is at your booth and reading a book or crafting is great in making the time fly by when your booth is dead. I am working on getting the right forms to sell retail at the events as well. I know several companies that supply massage therapy products. Massage therapists asked these companies to create products they could sell at the office or events. It makes for a better income. You don’t always have massage clients daily. Cancellations happen as well. This is what leads us to other types of supply and demand products.

I have been reading news stories. I have some that I am going to post here. You all know why! In case this is your first blog post of mine I will tell you, I am writing my status updates for Facebook as a blog post. I am trying to make more use of my blog and Facebook statuses are getting in the way. It is too easy to write a short idea on the status post area. Besides, I really loathe Facebook. Thankfully there is an app for that! (that is a pun joke for those with no sense of humor) Anyway, on with the show, this is it:

Mom didn’t realize there was a hidden danger lurking in this photo she took of her daughter.

The 100-Percent Rule: The Simple Advice That Changed My Life

This king cobra drinking from a water bottle like it’s NBD is going viral

This Dad’s Reaction to His Rainbow Baby Being Born Is Beyond Moving

New iPhone 8 Details Reveal Impressive Advanced Technology

This is why Australia hasn’t had a recession in more than 25 years

I miss Jr being President. I really liked George Bush Jr. He was comical. I miss that, but I also miss the no-nonsense he had in his office. This guy would have been axed, gone, fired, and Bush wouldn’t have cared what the media said. This is wrong on all levels. Trump aide urges defeat of Michigan member of Freedom Caucus

Jeb Bush: ‘Presidential leadership would be helpful’

One thing my Grandma always taught me was to keep up the fight. She always reminded me that she burned her bra so I wouldn’t have to listen to my husband. I didn’t have to live by rules and be personal property to a man. I could be who I wanted and do what I wanted because of her generation. Because of women in past generations, I am free from burdens that they had to endure. But she also told me to fight for anyone who needed my help. Just because it wasn’t my fight right now, didn’t mean it wouldn’t be in the future.  I am reminded daily of my Grandma’s rules in life. She had a code she lived by.  This article about Tina Fey reminded me of that. Grandma still speaks to me from beyond the grave.

Tina Fey Warns College-Educated Women ‘Gains We’ve Made…Are Under Attack’

It was a brutal killing that shocked Afghanistan. Now, the outrage has faded.

Another tid bit from Grandma is this, power corrupts. I don’t care who you are, you get a bit of power and it goes to your head. You think you are invincible. You think you can do anything. This leads to you never wanting to let go of that power. This is why I think we need a better way of electing government officials.

Democrats have a new and surprising weapon on Capitol Hill: Power

Things to add to my prayer lists. Grandma always told me to pray. No matter what religion you are, prayer works. It sets you in the frame of mind you need. Only, I use different words than negative. I use peace, love, healthy, wealthy, safe, alive, and so many more. Today, I hope you join me in praying for more positive ideals like financial freedom, great weather, and peace on Earth. Time to smudge some sage and sing songs of gratitude while remembering to be humble.

Police charge 14-year-old in Facebook Live gang rape

Poisoning at Hotel Pool Kills 1 Child, Injures 11 Others

Grim search resumes in Colombia after deadly flood

20 people murdered at Pakistan shrine: police

I always end my prayers with a “may everything upon this planet become aware and open minded, flooding the Earth with unconditional love and peace to all.”  So be it as so mote it be. Blessed be everyone.  I will write again soon. Peace out!

Stress Balls

I have a few ideas for my own crochet designs of stress balls. As a massage therapist, I have way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way, way, and many more way, too many clients who are just plain stressed out! I do offer meditation classes as well to help ease the day out of stress. Teaching meditation classes wasn’t really my forte and I have to plan each session carefully.  From the music to what I say, each class is focused.  I even throw in aromatherapy into meditation since certain smells will trigger a relaxation sensation.

That being said, I go on you tube all the time to check out what others have created so I don’t make their product. Which is really hard since everything has pretty much been made.  I am thinking about making some stress balls to sell. One of the places I have a booth for most years is our local steam and gas show.  I want to make some cute little animals like cats, dogs, squirrels, chickens, birds, frogs, and the like. I love to do crafts. Crafts keep me sane. I drink coffee and work on crafts outside of my employment that is. Writing is another passion of mine. I love it. Especially when I can kill something which is forbidden in real life.

So anyway, I was watching this video on stress balls and learned of the Craft Yarn Council.  Never knew this existed! I went on facebook and liked their page! I found a couple of articles there you will all love. One deals with what I have said before about amigurumi. You need to know math and what better skill than crocheting and knitting to make math really stick.  I have three links for you.

CYC – Craft Yarn Council

Girls Knit Their Way to a Math Career

Adidas takes the sweat out of sweater shopping with in-store machine

The other reason I have for this post is, I want to make a stress ball that is mine. I need a great idea like should it be a carrot or a mouse. Something that hasn’t been over done or hasn’t been done at all. What are your ideas? I can make them in funny faces, as animals, as flowers, as trees, as elements, but they have all been done. Someone even made the planets. I need a great idea that is my brand. So, please, put your thinking caps on and help me!

Today’s News off the Facebook Grid

I see so much on facebook and online.

For the next President, I have some advice. Focus on healthcare and foreign policy.  I would really love it if the next person running for President would give everyone a civics lesson. You see the President isn’t all that powerful or great. Why everyone gets so obsessed with this, I have no idea. The real power is in Congress. The President and Supreme Court are there to balance Congress so they don’t get to uppity. The President really is only in charge of very little. The President is Commander-in-Chief of the Military. The President is the face of the U.S.A in foreign negotiations and treaties. The President is usually the tie breaker when Congress can’t really decide but Congress can over turn anything on 2/3 votes. Congress is really who I look at when voting. I could care less who the President is, but I sure don’t want some dope in on a Congressional seat. The President can suggest budget cuts or increases, but Congress is the one making the budget. I would really love the next candidates for President to go out there and tell Americans what this office really does. I want to see them talk about how they will handle these aspects of the job and not play games. I want to see them to have daily meetings with Congress. I want to see all Americans vote in a Congress that will fulfill anything a President wants to accomplish on the campaign tour. We need our governments to work together meaning State and Federal/National. I believe we should be like Mexico and everyone fulfill their civic duty and when done, no more civic duties for you. This should never be a career. You should be dragged kicking and screaming to the office.

The other piece of advice I have for future Presidents, get this country in line for some technologies we pay for with taxes only. Let me give you an example, Tesla created the first WIFI system. Tesla had been given money from J.P. Morgan (a.k.a Chase banks) and made these towers that emitted electricity freely. All you had to do was build a tower and electricity went to any home without wires.  J.P. Morgan made him take it down because it was free and no one could make money from it. The government wants you to pay for stuff you should never have to pay for. I can see giving a bit of tax dollars to keep the towers maintained but do we need electric companies? Not when we have Tesla! I get we are all a capitalist society but still, let’s do somethings to help our citizens before we start paying a million dollars for a car. I am totally for off grid utilities. I think everyone should have their own well and septic system. I just don’t see why we should have to pay out the nose for services that the government thinks we need like electricity. For centuries people didn’t have electricity and they survived. There are alternatives out there. More and more people are wanting to live more freely and take up less space. To me, this is great for wild life. We have taken too much from other beings. Time we all give back!

Nikola Tesla’s Idea of Wireless Transmission of Electrical Energy is a solution for World Energy Crisis

Wardenclyffe Tower

In other news, I have read some interesting news articles today. I miss the days of great journalism. Today, I don’t see anyone making the news and showing us what is behind the scenes. Journalists took down Nixon and then somewhere between the 70s and now, they have lost the ability to take on something, some cause, and really expose it. Where are the undercover journalists? Where are the Fox Mulders of news? Where are the nosy SOBs willing to risk it all for the best damn story in the world? They are lost in time and space, I am afraid. Here are some stories for you. Not the best but pretty good by today’s standard of not getting the whole story or as Paul Harvey would have said, “the rest of the story”!

Two girls barred from United flight from Denver for wearing leggings

Social Media Users Slam United on Twitter After They Reportedly Wouldn’t Allow Girls to Wear Leggings on Flight

Two months out of office, Barack Obama is having a post-presidency like no other

24 hours in a Detroit ER: on the frontline of America’s healthcare debate

Seattle plant failure dumps millions of gallons of sewage

One dead, 15 hurt after gunfire erupts at Cincinnati club

Who Killed the Iceman? Clues Emerge in a Very Cold Case

Verdict turns page in Penn State child molestation scandal

Now unto the Facebook news I discovered today.

Stay Away From Them – This Zodiac Sign is Pure Evil

Tiny Homes Banned in U.S. at Increasing Rate as Govt Criminalizes Sustainable Living

Types of opal with photos

Why My Family Doesn’t Allow Sleepovers

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Randy Bish, Editorial Cartoonist

I created more for Foxy as well. I just need to go to the dollar store for some pipe cleaners so I can create his hook and I want to look for some different yarn for his tail. I was thinking the fake fur yarn for it. I have a portion of his arm with the hook already done. I am just exploring options on the tail.

 

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Sewn together without the tail and hook arm

I had to run to the store for more coffee today after running out. Good thing for me I have tea available. My Grandma taught me to let black tea steep for quite a while. It thickens up to be like coffee then. I keep it around for emergencies or for when I really don’t want coffee. I have Earl Grey as well. I really love Earl Grey. I keep bergamot around for when I am out. I add 1 drop to my tea cup and that makes Earl Grey. All you need is black tea and bergamot.

I have to go to the store for cardamom as well. I am out. I want to make cinnamon bread but I need cardamom for it.  I don’t know if any of you use it, but being of Finnish descent, I do.

Back to writing for now. I will write to you all later!