The Robin Hood Coincidence 201/365

Oh those lovely coincidences. I get such a thrill when it happens.

Today I present for you "The Robin Hood Coincidence". It happened at the old Penrose Hospital which is now an Urgent Care facility. Dakota had a boil that needed lanced (gross!) and his regular doctors couldn't fit him in so after a two hour search we landed at this place.

I  was looking at a magazine in between rows of knitting and found this:

Ahhhhhhh Russel Crowe as Robin Hood, my very fav movie at the moment. I even bought it, something I rarely do.

So what's the coincidence you may ask?

I was knitting with yarn from NOTTINGHAM ENGLAND!!!! I kid you not. My friend, Jaine, who lives there now, sent it to me a few months back.

Here's the shawl at the Tea house for the Steampunk meeting a couple of weeks ago.

Jaine insists that Robin Hood is a myth. We all know better don't we? (Wow, I think I've said that before)

This is the yarn (and candy) as it came to me. I am making Elizabeth Zimmerman's Pi Shawl.  (Note, my shawl is not round and it's not lace. I got my pattern from an old Vogue knitting mag.)

Totally Random Coincidence

I just took a survey about beer. Remembered my dad drove a Shlitz truck for awhile. Wrote down Shiltz as a brand I knew. Finished Survey. Opened next email. Saw this picture in an Etsy advertisement.

Here's the link to the painting if you are interested... http://www.etsy.com/listing/58340826/schlitz-beer-painting?utm_source=bronto&utm_medium=email&utm_term=Image+-+http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php%3Flisting_id%3D58340826&utm_content=etsy_finds_113010_b&utm_campaign=etsy_finds_113010_b

The Cable-Luxe Coincidence 81/365

I love me a good coincidence. I had one happen today/yesterday. I wore my blue cable luxe sweater to Jean's Memorial service yesterday. It was the first time I had worn it for about 10 months. Today I checked my Ravelry account and found this...

From: Arielluria

Request to feature your photo:

Sent at 12:27 PM December 20, 2009

We’d like to feature your photo on the Ravelry page for Cable Luxe Tunic by Lion Brand Yarn.(you can't see ravelry pages unless you join up..do it...it's free)

Wow...OK sure......

Like I said...I love me a good coincidence...and I swear I didn't know about the request until today

Holy Crap it's ANOTHER Scary Coincidence

I did this whole thing about synchronicity and coincidences on my mommcity.com blog a couple of months ago (user name Becky or Dances if you care). I even had a contest asking readers to post their coincidences. Anyways....
I have been using that darn Stumble upon browser button like a fiend and I came across this just now...my name is Rebecca, I have a friend named Laurie and I JUST DRANK SOME CHAMOMILE TEA! I swear...it's true...this is from a joke spot...I already navigated away from it on this tab so...I don't have the link right now but oh well...

1.
Chamomile Tea

ACTUAL COLLEGE THEME PAPER - HEY I COULDN'T MAKE THIS UP
Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"?
Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor
at an American University.

"Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story.
The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person
sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write
the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the
first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The
first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and
forth. Remember to reread what has been written each time in order
to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking
and anything you wish to say must be written on the paper. The
story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."

The following was actually turned in by two of my English students:

Rebecca -last name deleted, and Jim - last name deleted.

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STORY:
(First paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home,
now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times,
that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs,
keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if
she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again.
So chamomile was out of the question.
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(Second paragraph by Jim)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack
squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to
think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named
Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S.
Harris to Geostation 17, he said into his trans- galactic communicator.
"Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so
far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed
out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The
jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across
the cockpit.
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(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he
felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one
woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth
stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers
of Skylon 4. Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and
Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news
simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window,
dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed hurriedly and
carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract
her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things
around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?"
she pondered wistfully.
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(Jim)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.
Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership
launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted
wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament
Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target
for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the
human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty
the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough
firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop
them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium
fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President,
in his top-secret Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor
off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion,
which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie and 85 million other Americans.
The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't
allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of
the sky!"
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(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature.
My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate
adolescent.
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(Jim)
Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts
at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have
chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F*CKING TEA??? Oh
no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele
novels."
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(Rebecca)
Asshole.
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(Jim)
Bitch.
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(Rebecca)
Wanker.
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(Jim)
slut.
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(Rebecca)
Get f*cked.
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(Jim)
Eat shit.
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(Rebecca)
F*CK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!
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(Jim)
Go drink some tea - whore.
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(Teacher)
A+ I really liked this one.