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Izzie was a good serpent today and got up bright and early for the 7am 'Granny group"
Not rostered on for any major speeches just the itsie bitsie "Word of the Day"

Being Friday 13th, there could be only one possible choice. But Izzie is twisted. Used the very same word last year so it was time for a bit of tweeking.
So there's Izzie slowly squiggling on the whiteboard "TRISKAIDEKA..... " then asking if anyone cares to guess what's going to come next.
But except for culture vultures - it's not particularly recognizable until the last few letters

So after adding the rest of the letters it said TRISKAIDEKAPHILIA
Not fear but love of the number 13. Added that maybe it's not a real word but it now that it's written down it is official

Apparently there's now a new word specifically reserved for Friday 13th but the old one will do very nicely

So having set the spooky mood, one of the other speakers referred to the serpent and those infernal tarot cards. (When chairing the meeting - often given them to people as subjects for impromptu speeches rather than using the box containing slips of paper with proverbs or titles on them)
As this round of speeches was going in a circle where each speaker gets 30 seconds and the next continues from where the last left off, the tarot cards got mentioned yet again. Val proclaimed that as a card carrying member of the Australian Sceptics Society, she and her fellow members held such objects in the highest derision and lowest contempt

It's amazing. Such is the reputation of the Devil's playing cards that everyone instantly associates them with pseudo Gypsy scammers with crystal balls at new age psychic fairs.
You couldn't possibly use them for story telling, brainstorming or even generating leads for a speech.
It's funny. Fortune telling is the one thing that Izzie has never used them for. It's wisdom, intuition and an ability to read subtle cues that counts on that front rather than the cards.

But the highlight of the meeting wasn't the crazy debates, speeches or moving of motions but the critic reminiscing on graffiti found on the back of a toilet door at a university many moons ago.
"Life is like a shit sandwich. The more bread you've got, the less shit you taste"

And this shit gets better with age. Just like him all those years ago, it's likely that everyone of us at the meeting this morning will remember this gross but accurate observation some ten years from now

Didn't do much else to celebrate this auspicious day. But being the beginning of Ramadan, it was the perfect occasion to read "The Satanic Verses"
Started last Friday. It's seriously strange. Waiting for things to get interesting. It's kind of magic realism with an Indian accent.
Izzie keeps thinking "James Joyce wannabee"
Will give it another 100 pages or so before finally deciding to give up on this strange plane wreck

13

Izzie was a good serpent today and got up bright and early for the 7am 'Granny group"
Not rostered on for any major speeches just the itsie bitsie "Word of the Day"

Being Friday 13th, there could be only one possible choice. But Izzie is twisted. Used the very same word last year so it was time for a bit of tweeking.
So there's Izzie slowly squiggling on the whiteboard "TRISKAIDEKA..... " then asking if anyone cares to guess what's going to come next.
But except for culture vultures - it's not particularly recognizable until the last few letters

So after adding the rest of the letters it said TRISKAIDEKAPHILIA
Not fear but love of the number 13. Added that maybe it's not a real word but it now that it's written down it is official

Apparently there's now a new word specifically reserved for Friday 13th but the old one will do very nicely

So having set the spooky mood, one of the other speakers referred to the serpent and those infernal tarot cards. (When chairing the meeting - often given them to people as subjects for impromptu speeches rather than using the box containing slips of paper with proverbs or titles on them)
As this round of speeches was going in a circle where each speaker gets 30 seconds and the next continues from where the last left off, the tarot cards got mentioned yet again. Val proclaimed that as a card carrying member of the Australian Sceptics Society, she and her fellow members held such objects in the highest derision and lowest contempt

It's amazing. Such is the reputation of the Devil's playing cards that everyone instantly associates them with pseudo Gypsy scammers with crystal balls at new age psychic fairs.
You couldn't possibly use them for story telling, brainstorming or even generating leads for a speech.
It's funny. Fortune telling is the one thing that Izzie has never used them for. It's wisdom, intuition and an ability to read subtle cues that counts on that front rather than the cards.

But the highlight of the meeting wasn't the crazy debates, speeches or moving of motions but the critic reminiscing on graffiti found on the back of a toilet door at a university many moons ago.
"Life is like a shit sandwich. The more bread you've got, the less shit you taste"

And this shit gets better with age. Just like him all those years ago, it's likely that everyone of us at the meeting this morning will remember this gross but accurate observation some ten years from now

Didn't do much else to celebrate this auspicious day. But being the beginning of Ramadan, it was the perfect occasion to read "The Satanic Verses"
Started last Friday. It's seriously strange. Waiting for things to get interesting. It's kind of magic realism with an Indian accent.
Izzie keeps thinking "James Joyce wannabee"
Will give it another 100 pages or so before finally deciding to give up on this strange plane wreck