you don't wanna know how many times i go to work and realize i've been wearing my skirt inside out all day long.
(for the record, all my skirts are hand/home made, so there's no tag to let me know which way they go! i have to go by the path of least obvious stitching....but i feel you, oh man!)
This one's a knit shirt with embroidery bits on it so that the back side of them has interfacing visible, and the snaps are colorful on one side and not on the inside, so it's a bit more obvious when it's inside out. XD
You'd think, huh? My wild evening consisted of eating pizza with myrialux, watching Good Eats and a documentary about Haitian zombies on his giant plasma screen, then leaving him to enter receipts into Quicken while I came back to my apartment and updated podcasts.
It was narrated by Jonathan Pryce! It was Supernatural Science, and this episode was about the possibility that tetrodotoxin from puffer fish is the active ingredient in the powder that allegedly makes Haitian zombies, and the potential uses for a substance that puts people into, basically, suspended animation.
However, it ignored that fact that the people who claim to have been made into zombies, and the people who have actually been poisoned by eating improperly prepared puffer fish all report being AWARE when paralyzed, which is not exactly what you want when being put into suspended animation for space travel, as it suggested.
One interesting twist to the zombie thing is that a Haitian doctor got permission to do a DNA test on a mother and her allegedly zombifed son - 9 months after her son had died of a suspected poisoning, people reported seeing her son in another village, so she went and got him. Turns out that they weren't related at all, and this strengthens the hypothesis that at least some returned zombies may be mentally handicapped homeless people who are misidentified by grieving relatives.
Yup! And they talked to a witch doctor who claimed that he had attempted to make over 600 zombies* over the course of 40 years, but that it didn't work that often since so many variables couldn't be controlled - the amount of the powder given to the victim, getting to the victim before they suffocated in their coffin without getting caught by the police, etc.
So *if* it's true, I suspect the very few people that managed to survive the poisoning, paralysis and burial would probably convince themselves that they were zombies - after all, if all that happened to you and you already knew that was how zombies were made, wouldn't that be the logical conclusion?
* I suspect that if he *had*, the number was much, much lower. The population of Haiti ought to plummet if all the witch doctors killed 600 people over their lifetimes.
So *if* it's true, I suspect the very few people that managed to survive the poisoning, paralysis and burial would probably convince themselves that they were zombies - after all, if all that happened to you and you already knew that was how zombies were made, wouldn't that be the logical conclusion?
yeah, i would agree there. if you beleive it, it's true and all that. especially in a placel ike haiti, i'm sure. with such beliefs of zomies, etc. pounded into you.
the things people come up with though, man. it's better than if anyone could make that stuff up.
And I got 7.5 hours of sleep last night! The night before I got much less due to a thunderstorm, and I'm not caught up on the sleep debt yet. :) Although I suspect your sleep debt is much more than mine is right now!
last week I got to work a little tired. sometime around lunch, I used the restroom and, while washing my hands, I noticed the "tag" on my shirt right there in front of my neck (it was a t-shirt that has the "tag" printed on the cloth so there isn't a tag poking you). I'd gone the entire day to that point with my shirt on inside our and *backwards*. Fortunately, it was the t-shirt I was wearing under my button-down, but still...
I spent most of yesterday wearing two necklaces (and not in that cute way). No one said a word.
I once went several hours with an inside out sweater on. Went to a meeting that way. Finally someone said something, but by then it was pointless to switch it around.
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(for the record, all my skirts are hand/home made, so there's no tag to let me know which way they go! i have to go by the path of least obvious stitching....but i feel you, oh man!)
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I live the high life, dude.
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Wait. Haitian. Zombies.
what?
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However, it ignored that fact that the people who claim to have been made into zombies, and the people who have actually been poisoned by eating improperly prepared puffer fish all report being AWARE when paralyzed, which is not exactly what you want when being put into suspended animation for space travel, as it suggested.
One interesting twist to the zombie thing is that a Haitian doctor got permission to do a DNA test on a mother and her allegedly zombifed son - 9 months after her son had died of a suspected poisoning, people reported seeing her son in another village, so she went and got him. Turns out that they weren't related at all, and this strengthens the hypothesis that at least some returned zombies may be mentally handicapped homeless people who are misidentified by grieving relatives.
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So *if* it's true, I suspect the very few people that managed to survive the poisoning, paralysis and burial would probably convince themselves that they were zombies - after all, if all that happened to you and you already knew that was how zombies were made, wouldn't that be the logical conclusion?
* I suspect that if he *had*, the number was much, much lower. The population of Haiti ought to plummet if all the witch doctors killed 600 people over their lifetimes.
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yeah, i would agree there. if you beleive it, it's true and all that. especially in a placel ike haiti, i'm sure. with such beliefs of zomies, etc. pounded into you.
the things people come up with though, man. it's better than if anyone could make that stuff up.
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*remembers that wearing a button-up tunic, which is not possible to put on inside-out*
*mourns, once again, current inability to have chocolate*
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argh!
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I once went several hours with an inside out sweater on. Went to a meeting that way. Finally someone said something, but by then it was pointless to switch it around.
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Don't sweat it.