Every breath you take" is the ultimate stalker song. But I really like it. I have experienced a strange phenomenon concerning this song. When I used to work if I was running late for work or some appointment and the radio played Every Breath then I would get every green light, no debilitating roadwork and all the cars on my roads would travel peacefully. AND I would arrive on time or ahead of time. Strange but true. I keep a cd of The Police in my glove compartment all the times now.
The sheer strength and stamina to do SIX quad spins is amazing. I watched the clip and was hunched up hoping he wouldn't fall or trip. The whole video is great but the choppy camera work was distracting.
I remember Oral Roberts and his faith healing antics on tv. He claimed to heal people with the laying on of his hands. He made tons of money but he lost a lot of support when he claimed that God had told him he would 'call him home' if he didn't raise a certain amount of money for his fundraising events.
About 6 months before it happened I started giving away things to friends and relatives. People were amazed with their gifts. When they asked me why I was giving away such treasures all I could say was that it was "just stuff" and I knew they really liked what I gave them. In my head there was just this thought that my stuff was just stuff and it's okay to let go. Six months after I started my giveaway I had a horrible house fire. I lost all of my personal artworks which was very hard on me plus all the usual furniture, foods, collections from hobbies, etc. And I was okay with it. Somehow my brain knew it was good to let go and so I started all over fresh and new. I was also very good about coming up with ideas for inventions. My mother used to say I was always ten years ahead of things when it came to inventions that I never made because I didn't know how to do it.
1963 When my family moved to Michigan from Massachusetts we lived at my aunt's house while our new house was being built. There was a half tame squirrel in the neighborhood. One day I was hand feeding it. My mothers yells at me not to let it bite me. I think her voice frightened it because he nipped my finger which bled. Mother says don't tell anyone. I did, at supper and my dad freaks out and we all go to the emergency part of the nearest hospital. They determine I need a series of rabies shots but the doctor says they have 2 serums and if they give me the wrong one I'll be a vegetable because a girl the week before got a wrong shot and it happened to her. I saw a rabies shot, a huge amount of handcream thick penicillin in a giant sized needle and a tetanus shot on a tray and ran out of the building going anywhere/nowhere just to get away. They dragged me back screaming and I got the shots. A whole series of them - 1 a day for 3 weeks. Turns out that squirrels don't carry rabies because their metabolism won't support it. grrr
OR you can buy a bag of fries and smear the grease on your neck and wrists. Then you'll really smell like fries at a much lower cost to your wallet. Many a time I have smelled fries that people ate for lunch on their hands and face and I doubt they knew that smell had lingered.
I was also very good about coming up with ideas for inventions. My mother used to say I was always ten years ahead of things when it came to inventions that I never made because I didn't know how to do it.