Monday, April 11, 2011
I am leader of the Ghost Adventures Crew team on SparkPeople and every week I sit and watch the episodes so I can start a new thread on the teampage for the episode. I don't bother watching the reruns. They are on so much anyway that I can watch it tomorrow or next week again. However, a new episode does come out about every 3rd or 4th week all year long so I watch and then write the review, include some links for further review of any team member wanting to go see who built the structure, or whatever.
The Crew went to Las Vegas and the Venetian Resort (Impressive) to check up on the Rat Pack, Judy Garland, and others from the old Sands Hotel. I hope you enjoy the review. If you want to comment on the review of the episode, please do it on the TeamPage for the Crew.
While it was an interesting episode, you'll find my comments at the bottom of this blog, Enjoy.
They went to Las Vegas, The Venetian specifically, the Sands, in retrospect. Since the Venetian is now standing on what was originally the Sands (destroyed on Nov 26, 1996 by implosion), the new casino, hotel and resort now hosts some strange action not attributed to the new facilities.
Apparently, such noted deceased and extremely famous figures continue to host shows and parties in the original areas of the Copa and showrooms, which has been turned into Madame Trussaud's Wax Museum. Figures such as, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Elvis Presley, Joey Bishop, Sammy Davis, Jr., Judy Garland and Peter Lawford, to name a few. (See below.)
As our trio is locked down in Madame Trussaud’s Wax Museum, (I, like Miss Piggy, learned all my French from French perfume bottles) and make their way through the pitch black darkness of the extremely large hall full of various deceased and living famous personalities done in wax, there were a few EVPs that rose to the top of the pot. One impressive one for me was a female voice that said, “Singing in the Rain,” and before they stated the link, I knew Judy Garland had sung that song many times at the Sands in the Copa. True, others had sung the song there, too, but Judy is gone, her daughter Liza’s figure is just outside the door of the Copa and the voice was female, following Aaron’s question, “When you were performing here, what song did you sing and did you perform it with 3 other people?”
Because he asked it in those specifics, I become extremely skeptical of the answer. He was so specific that it makes me feel that it was setup. Judy Garland performed the song with the Rat Pack, Frank, Dean, and Sammy (the 3 other people). Plus Aaron winked very conspiratorial just before the answer came along and then his remark of, “You know who I mean,” after the EVP. It all smacks of setup.
“Noah” was apparently captured by Nick at the base of the stairs. The white shirt and dark pants very visible, but still transparent in the darkness. I don’t know how they could “fake” this, but I’m not a techno-geek so it could be real or not. But I’ve learned enough about picture manipulation that I don’t believe any photo from today as being actual and truthful. Little wonder judges seem to disallow any pictures to be entered as evidence. I’ve done enough cutting and pasting of people’s heads to other people’s bodies during training lessions of Photo Shop, etc., to know what can be done. I’ve erased things and blended the erased area so you can’t tell something was changed, so I know that things are possible to “fake” on photography.
“Noah” apparently, had a discussion with our trio through the “spirit box” Ovulis II, a new spirit box. Words heard were, NOAH, PLAY, CORNER, TIED, CONTRACT, CAVE, DIG, THROAT, LASHED, and ALIVE. (All the upper case words are out of the spirit box.)
Our trio decided it was Noah telling them that he was caught playing with something (or someone) in the corner and (because he crossed the line), a contract was put on his head, so he was taken out to the desert, tied up in a cave, forced to dig his own grave, and left alive to die or find his way home. How does someone dig their own grave if they are tied up?
I have a hard time believing in the “spirit box”, old or new because it just seems to “handy” for the perfect string of words to come out at the perfect time. I can’t get past the feeling that it was pre-recorded to be played on cue by our fantastic (maybe faking-it) trio. You can’t say they don’t know how to be silly and do a lot of drama because they do it on every episode. I keep waiting for them to say, “Ha! We sure fooled you! We faked absolutely everything and here is how we did it!” Just so they can say, "we got famous and we got our money and all the while you were entertained.”
Anyway, fact or faked (no pun) here is what was left in the rubble of the Sands in my mind. I became so lost in all the changing scenes from early Vegas to today, from mob to today, from one dancer to another, and all the wax figures in the way that it was hard to keep track of what was going on and who was doing what. There seemed to be a lack of consistency and the flow was so erratic that I couldn’t follow it, even after several reviews. It seems that every time I review it, I find more stuff, and I become more skeptical. Not of ghost but skeptical that these three guys are digging out any evidence of the "Spirit World" or the "After life".
I would just like something much more evenly flowing so that I can follow it without having to back up and repeat the same section and wonder, “What?!”
Check out some of the links below and then let us know your thoughts on the latest episode.
http://www.pcap.com/sands.htm (Closing of Sands Hotel & Casino Notice)
CD4QsAQ&biw=1082&bih=534 (Google Images of Sands Hotel & Casino)
tml (Vegas Implosions)
Thursday, March 31, 2011
I don't usually find sad things in happy things, but today I have one. Yesterday, I got dressed and noticed, again, that my pants were getting too big. I pulled out an old belt, the kind with a fancy buckle, and slid it through the belt loops on my pants, then buckled it. It was still a little loose so I went to rebuckle and discovered I was past the last hole in the belt! Surprise! That had never happened before! I wandered around the house concentrating on the feel of my pants with the belt, as I don't usually wear belts. My pants still felt like they were going to fall off, so I took them off, checked the size and went to my closet. I know I have a pair of summer shorts at a smaller size. I got them one time by accident as I didn't check the sizes close enough at a sale. So they were hanging in the closet for over a year. Would they fit?
Sure enough they fit, and I didn't have any problems with them when I sat down, either. Didn't need the belt, fancy buckle or not, and was very proud of myself for having lost enough weight to finally wear, comfortably, the lowest size in decades!
Wow! Then the thought hit me and I stopped jumping up and down and sat down. This means I have to get rid of my clothes that are too big! Most people would think that was great but I felt sad. I just got those clothes not too long ago when the last bunch of clothes were too big. I always wear my clothes out. I never buy until they are really worn out! This was going to be a waste of money. My happy/sad or sad/happy feelings were swirling around confusing me rediculously.
I had to stop. This should be a happy time, but the problem is, we are at our lowest, financially, since we got married 34 years ago! I've been unemployed, except for writing a book, since the beggining of 2008 and my husband is working a straight commission job and while it has been tough, we have learned to make do and have felt okay because we certainly are part of the majority that are living on the edge of the abyss. What we don't have is money to go buy clothes, again. I get my hot water from a huge pot on the stove because the hot water tank decided to die this month. And I won't go into all the sorrows, everybody has enough right now.
Anyway, I looked at the older pants and wondered if I could alter them to a smaller size. I'm not much when it comes to sewing. I can do a hand hem job, but the sewing machine is a different animal. I can't sew a straight seam for all the tea in china, or anything else for that matter. But the problem is, I would have to rip the pants appart, totally in order to remake them. Not being much good on a sewing machine or anything else in the sewing world put that idea right out of my head.
So happy is; I've lost enough wieght to put me in new clothes, Sad is; it's too soon! I feel like I can't win! But that is what I am doing!
I guess I could be in Japan right next to number 4 or 6 reactor. I could be living in Japan without any clothes than the ones on my back and no food to enrich my body, never mind the reactors that are damanged and leaking all over the place. I could be living in Japan in a "ghost town with a closed down mine", no electricity, running water, or anything else to make life a little better than the cave dwellers had.
So what am I complaining about? Nothing! I still have a long way to go, and I am happy that I am making progress. I will find some way to handle this situation and be glad I'm not living in Japan without anything. I wonder if there is a neighbor woman that needs a larger pair of pants than I wear and is wondering where she will get the money to go buy new pants?
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
I wish I could claim that victory and title, but alas, I am closer to that goal. I lost another pound since yesterday so it's been a pretty good week for me, down a total of 3 pounds with four more days to go. I wish I had the secret recipe, but there isn't one. I have found, through this long journey, that it is a personal recipe for everyone. My recipe is simple, now that I have it all sorted out and written down.
I eat every 2.5 hours so I have three meals; breakfast, lunch, dinner, that get 30 carbs each, or approximately 300 calories or less, then I have 4 snacks; one in the morning, 2 in the afternoon, and 1 after dinner. Those get 15 carbs or approximately 75 calories each. The last one is usually dessert so I have to really be picky about "dessert".
There is a slue of foods my doctor insists I eat every day and a couple of extras that MUST be eaten once a week. Fortunately, because of SP, I was already eating all of them and there wasn't a big change and learning process again. I discovered my doctor had no idea I was only eating 1200 calories a day and doing almost 100 minutes or more of exercise everyday.
With exercise, like walking or aerobics after every meal (breakfast, lunch, dinner) and extra exercise spaced in at convenient intervals, I'm getting the job done without dangerous pills or expensive drinks or foods from places that don't teach you anything.
Years passed, pounds established themselves on top of other pounds and then I moved to Florida. I was losing weight one pound at a time because of new found pool exercise and it being too hot to eat heavy food. But I did have a concern and that was diabetes. So when I finally found a good doctor, I was tested. No diabetes. About two years later, I was diagnosed with pre-diabetes 2. My quest was on for a simple calorie counter. I tripped over SparkPeople, which I joined because I was very impressed with the meal tracker which I have finally learned how to utilize fully after several years and as time progressed, the site has progressed immensely. What it was before is baby compared to what it is now. SparkPeople just keeps getting better - thank you, thank you, thank you!
So what has my journey shown me? A very well fed body runs so much better than one that is fed very beautiful sugary junky foods. Much like a sporty car. You put junk gasoline in it, the thing runs, but don't try to out run anything with it because it just doesn't run as well as a well oiled and tuned sports car with good fuel. Same with the human body. I have less naggy headaches, less aches and pains, less trouble making parts work because it is getting all the stuff it needs and it is starting to show in more ways than on the scale.
Eating more often, for me, means not being hungry and eating more often with healthy food means, for me, not having cravings or feeling like a slug looking for a nice shady cool spot to hide in. I am down to what I was years ago, I mean decades, and it's only going to get better as I keep losing to my intermediate goal of 198 and then my ultimate goal of 175. When I get there I will re-evaluate and decide, with my doctor, if I can go to 150. Having an Amazonian skeleton prevents this body from going below a certain weight and still be healthy. I don't want to look like I'm suffering from some flesh eating disease. I'm working to beat diabetes and SparkPeople, with all it's grand self-help trackers and educational/informational articles and videos and challenges and wonderful teams full of wonderful, very special positive helpful friends is going to make it all attainable and my dreams will come true.
It's another SparkDay!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
I've never had the feeling that I needed to blog on a consistant basis until now and I'm not positive I want to do it, in fact, I really don't want to blog everyday. I'm a writer and a blog is just another form of writing. I can't write little bits and pieces unless I'm so depressed I can't stand myself and then I've got problems.
Most of the time, I'm feeling wonderful, or very good so I don't even feel the need to blog. But this morning, I'm feeling compelled to blog on a daily basis.
I've read other's blogs, they are all good, even those crying for help or just a listening ear with no words of comfort needed and I liked them all. One I especially like is a daily blog where the food is photgraphed and entered into the blog. I never thought of doing that, but it seem slike a grand idea and I was going to give it a try until I discovered my phone would not download them without having to type in the entire email address for every picture I wanted to send to my computer. What a pain! I know we bought a "card" for my phone, but do you think I can find it now? Grr!
Well, here it is...another long one and I haven't even found the meat of the blog yet! Guess I'll just keep swimming and eventually I'll find a landing spot. I hope.
Have a grand one, everyone!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Today feels like Day 1 - of something. I haven't done much more than log in for the last couple of days because I have been so busy with obligations. Most of them are done now and I can catch up and still get some work around her accomplished.
I slept for 6.5 hours last night then work up for a couple of hours and went back to bed to sleep 2 more hours. When I awoke the second time, I felt pretty good so I started out with logging in to SP and getting some of that done as I usually do in the morning.
I sang in a Spring Concert in my community on Thursday night and was so drained by Friday morning - the brain would not stop singing the songs, over and over and I found out on Saturday that most of the people in the chorus didn't sleep that night as we were all wound up singing the songs over and over again in our heads. Nothing stopped it. We actually did very well that night, a few mistakes, but a senior citizen 50 member chorus is allowed to make mistakes.
So Friday was like a fog, I got some things done, but can't remember much of it, then Saturday was up early to haul out the junk for a community garage sale from 10am to 1pm. People were poking through at 8am - who is going to stope them - and by 1pm it was pretty quiet and I was about the last one left out in the driveway. So I packed up what was left, stuffed it in the corner and then caught a free freezer my neighbor put out and asked him to drag it over. He did and when my DH came home, he laughed, sat down and we counted money. Didn't make tons, but hey when you're selling junk you no longer want, 50 cents a pop isn't bad. I sold some stuff for a buck a pop, and was amazed at the lack of interesting things the place was selling. Golf bag carts, books, beanie bag toys, stuffed animals, books, the usual junk. It felt good to unload some of it for a profit to my pocketbook and I'll haul the rest to a thrift shop down the road.
Today my DH cleaned out the storage shed and revamped it so the new free freezer would fit in it. He painted the "shelves" as they were all dinged up but in good shape and I'll scrub it out before I put the turkey in there, which I have to haul out of my mother-in-law's house that she is selling. The realtor has to tell potential buyer's that the turkey doesn't come with it, but I'd like to get it out of there, clean up the interior and turn it off.
So tomorrow I have a book signing event in Sarasota at Circle books and then I'm on my own until Friday and Saturday when I go to Gulfport for a book signing event at Small Adventures Book shop on Friday and the Gulfport Public Library on Saturday. They are having a book sale, fun adventures for the kids and several local authors on Saturday, April 2. It's going to be fun and I'm going to be ready.
Well, I've got more things to do, like finish cleaning the office and then make dinner and wash the dishes and then I'm done for the day. I did manage to get in some exercise between all the other things I've done today.
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