Tuesday, May 19

( ( (:vibrations:) ) )

So there was an earthquake 'round these parts on Saturday night. A magnitude 4.7, which is certainly not a whopper, but enough to make you look a little more closely at how secure your bookcases are.

We were out having dinner at the time, with a group of fine feathered folks, to say goodbye to a dear friend who is leaving the country. At one point i noticed something odd hanging from the rafters above a fellow dining-companion's head.

Allison, i said, if there's an earthquake, just make sure you move backwards really quickly!

She looked up and laughed. An odd, wrought-iron candelabra of sorts was dangling a few feet above her, holding two spoons and two (rather sharp-looking) forks.

When we found out later that night that there'd been a tremor around the same time we'd all been having dinner, she and i looked at each other immediately across the room.

What in the...?

Later, at an apartment gathering (the natural extension of many dinner-parties), i was outside on the back porch having a cigarette with friends, admiring a particularly robust and delicious-looking basil plant. Inspired, i pinched a leaf off, rubbed it between my fingers a bit, and threw it into my vodka-and-guava juice cocktail. Success! The basil flavor was not quite as strong as i'd hoped, and my explanation was offered up as we headed inside: well, it's not muddled, but it'll have to do.

Now, the very minute Nat's head popped into the living room through the sliding glass door, the first words he heard were "muddled basil". He stopped short, looked back at me with wide eyes. Entering the room, i asked the guy who'd uttered the phrase if he had just seen me drop the basil leaf into my drink.

No.

i don't even think he knew there was a basil plant out there. We were all a bit mystified, to say the least. i already have the crystal ball and the Tarot cards, now i just need to work on honing my skills.

(unless word gets out, and someone decides to persecute me for being a 'witch'. that would certainly put a damper on things.)

3 comments:

Atlered Glass said...

Oh my,,, do you see 11's also? I know this sounds really weird, but I see 11's all the time when I look at any clock. You can Google the 11 phenomenon, I'm not sure about "muddled basil" phenomenon. Things like that probably happen to you more often than you know, good luck honing in on that underlying talent. Just keep it positive so you don't conjure up something negative!

silvergirl said...

Hm! i also have a streetlight thing (they go off when i walk by them, all the time!), which i've heard is a phenomenon as well. Curious universe we exist in, eh? ;)

Altered Glass said...

you said it sister, more than we will ever know :)