Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Day of the Dead News
Patzcuaro, MEXICO - An old Mexican pilgrim stayed all night long next to the tomb of her relatives in a mexican cemetery during the Day of the Dead in Pastcuaro, Michoacan, Mexico.
Do You Believe in Ghosts?
Halloween enthusiasts say scary costumes aren't the only things that can creep people out...
Haiti Grand Rue Artists
Port-Au-Prince, HAITI - A sculpture made of gas tank at Jean Herard Celeur's workshop off Grand Rue (Main Street) in downtown Port-au-Prince, Haiti, on Friday, September 28, 2007. Celeur is slowly gaining world renown for his mixed media Vodou-related pieces made of found objects ranging from rusted auto parts to dessicated rat bodies and doll heads.
Osama Bin Laden Voodoo Sculpture
Port-Au-Prince, HAITI - A sculpture of Osama Bin Laden, wearing a hubcap hat and carrying a muffler machine gun, in a corner of Andre Eugene's workshop off Grand Rue (Main Street) in downtown Port-au-Prince, Haiti, on Friday, September 28, 2007.
Haiti Grand Rue Artists-1
Port-Au-Prince, HAITI - A sculpture made of bicycle parts and plastic bottles at Frantz Jacques Guillodo's workshop off Grand Rue (Main Street) in downtown Port-au-Prince, Haiti, on Friday, September 28, 2007. Guillodo is slowly gaining world renown for his mixed media Vodou-related pieces made of found objects.
Haiti Grand Rue Artists-2
Port-Au-Prince, HAITI - A sculpture made of a baby doll's head pins and other objects by Frantz Jacues Guillodo in his workshop off Grand Rue (Main Street) in downtown Port-au-Prince, Haiti, on Friday, September 28, 2007. Guillodo is slowly gaining world renown for his mixed media Vodou-related pieces...
Haiti Grand Rue Artists-3
Port-Au-Prince, HAITI - A sculpture made of a skull and a hat at Frantz Jacques Guillodo's workshop off Grand Rue (Main Street) in downtown Port-au-Prince, Haiti, on Friday, September 28, 2007. Guillodo is slowly gaining world renown for his mixed media Vodou-related pieces made of found objects.
Haiti Grand Rue Artists-4
Port-Au-Prince, HAITI - Frantz Jean Jacques Guillodo stand in front of his workshop off Grand Rue (Main Street) in downtown Port-au-Prince, Haiti, on Friday, September 28, 2007. Guillodo's is slowly gaining world renown for his mixed media Vodou-related pieces made of found objects ranging from rust...
Voodoo Used to Intimidate Sex Slaves
Witchcraft and voodoo are reportedly being used to intimidate Nigerian women sent to Denmark as sex slaves.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Harry Potter Fans: Dumbledore is Gay!
(New York) J.K. Rowling has outed one of the main characters from the Harry Potter series. At a book signing in Manhattan, Rowling said Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry is gay.
Monday, October 8, 2007
The Mom Song
If you haven't seen this, you have to take 2 minutes and watch it...especially if you are a mom. :)
"The Mom" song, sung to the William Tell Overture, by Anita Renfroe.
What a mom says in 24 hours, condensed into 2 minutes and 55 seconds! Hilarious and talented!
Lyrics for "The Mom Song" is given below.
"The Mom Song"
Get up now
Get up now
Get up out of bed
Wash your face
Brush your teeth
Comb your sleepyhead
Here's your clothes and your shoes
Hear the words I said
Get up now! Get up and make your bed
Are you hot? Are you cold?
Are you wearing that?
Where's your books and your lunch and your homework at?
Grab your coat and gloves and your scarf and hat
Don't forget! You gotta feed the cat
Eat your breakfast, the experts tell us it's the most important meal of all
Take your vitamins so you will grow up one day to be big and tall
Please remember the orthodontist will be seeing you at 3 today
Don't forget your piano lesson is this afternoon so you must play
Don't shovel
Chew slowly
But hurry
The bus is here
Be careful
Come back here
Did you wash behind your ears?
Play outside, don't play rough, will you just play fair?
Be polite, make a friend, don't forget to share
Work it out, wait your turn, never take a dare
Get along! Don't make me come down there
Clean your room, fold your clothes, put your stuff away
Make your bed, do it now, do we have all day?
Were you born in a barn? Would you like some hay?
Can you even hear a word I say?
Answer the phone! Get off the phone!
Don't sit so close, turn it down, no texting at the table
No more computer time tonight!
Your iPod's my iPod if you don't listen up
Where are you going and with whom and what time do you think you're coming home?
Saying thank you, please, excuse me makes you welcome everywhere you roam
You'll appreciate my wisdom someday when you're older and you're grown
Can't wait till you have a couple little children of your own
You'll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly
But right now I thank you not to roll your eyes at me
Close your mouth when you chew, would appreciate
Take a bite maybe two of the stuff you hate
Use your fork, do not burp or I'll set you straight
Eat the food I put upon your plate
Get an A, get the door, don't get smart with me
Get a grip, get in here, I'll count to three
Get a job, get a life, get a PHD
Get a dose of,
"I don't care who started it!
You're grounded until you're 36"
Get your story straight and tell the truth for once, for heaven's sake
And if all your friends jumped off a cliff would you jump, too?
If I've said it once, I've said at least a thousand times before
That you're too old to act this way
It must be your father's DNA
Look at me when I am talking
Stand up straighter when you walk
A place for everything and everything must be in place
Stop crying or I'll give you something real to cry about
Oh!
Brush your teeth, wash your face, put your PJs on
Get in bed, get up here, say a prayer with mom
Don't forget, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom's work never ends
You don't need the reason why
Because, because, because, because
I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so
I'm the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom!!
Ta da!!! (more) (less)
"The Mom" song, sung to the William Tell Overture, by Anita Renfroe.
What a mom says in 24 hours, condensed into 2 minutes and 55 seconds! Hilarious and talented!
Lyrics for "The Mom Song" is given below.
"The Mom Song"
Get up now
Get up now
Get up out of bed
Wash your face
Brush your teeth
Comb your sleepyhead
Here's your clothes and your shoes
Hear the words I said
Get up now! Get up and make your bed
Are you hot? Are you cold?
Are you wearing that?
Where's your books and your lunch and your homework at?
Grab your coat and gloves and your scarf and hat
Don't forget! You gotta feed the cat
Eat your breakfast, the experts tell us it's the most important meal of all
Take your vitamins so you will grow up one day to be big and tall
Please remember the orthodontist will be seeing you at 3 today
Don't forget your piano lesson is this afternoon so you must play
Don't shovel
Chew slowly
But hurry
The bus is here
Be careful
Come back here
Did you wash behind your ears?
Play outside, don't play rough, will you just play fair?
Be polite, make a friend, don't forget to share
Work it out, wait your turn, never take a dare
Get along! Don't make me come down there
Clean your room, fold your clothes, put your stuff away
Make your bed, do it now, do we have all day?
Were you born in a barn? Would you like some hay?
Can you even hear a word I say?
Answer the phone! Get off the phone!
Don't sit so close, turn it down, no texting at the table
No more computer time tonight!
Your iPod's my iPod if you don't listen up
Where are you going and with whom and what time do you think you're coming home?
Saying thank you, please, excuse me makes you welcome everywhere you roam
You'll appreciate my wisdom someday when you're older and you're grown
Can't wait till you have a couple little children of your own
You'll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly
But right now I thank you not to roll your eyes at me
Close your mouth when you chew, would appreciate
Take a bite maybe two of the stuff you hate
Use your fork, do not burp or I'll set you straight
Eat the food I put upon your plate
Get an A, get the door, don't get smart with me
Get a grip, get in here, I'll count to three
Get a job, get a life, get a PHD
Get a dose of,
"I don't care who started it!
You're grounded until you're 36"
Get your story straight and tell the truth for once, for heaven's sake
And if all your friends jumped off a cliff would you jump, too?
If I've said it once, I've said at least a thousand times before
That you're too old to act this way
It must be your father's DNA
Look at me when I am talking
Stand up straighter when you walk
A place for everything and everything must be in place
Stop crying or I'll give you something real to cry about
Oh!
Brush your teeth, wash your face, put your PJs on
Get in bed, get up here, say a prayer with mom
Don't forget, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom's work never ends
You don't need the reason why
Because, because, because, because
I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so
I'm the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom!!
Ta da!!! (more) (less)
Thursday, October 4, 2007
WORSHIPPERS OF THE VOODOO; HOW SOUTHERN NEGROES PROPITIATE THE SPIRIT OF EVIL
June 25, 1893, Wednesday The New York Times Archives
WORSHIPPERS OF THE VOODOO; HOW SOUTHERN NEGROES PROPITIATE THE SPIRIT OF EVIL. Sacrifices Annually Made on the Night of the 24th of June -- Great Mystery Surrounding the Bites and Ceremonies -- The Voodoo Queen and Her Wonderful Powers -- Snakes "Conjured" by a Plantation Hand -- Some Wonderful Cures Described -- What Black Ben Did.
NEW-ORLEANS, La., June 24 -- Saint John's Day, the day held sacred by the Masonic fraternity all over the world, is also the great yearly period to another class of people very different from the brethren of the mystic tie. It is the one day held moan sacred by the believers in the mysteries of the voodoo, in the United States, in Cuba, Haiti, San Domingo, and wherever the voodoo rites exist.
Read the full story here.
WORSHIPPERS OF THE VOODOO; HOW SOUTHERN NEGROES PROPITIATE THE SPIRIT OF EVIL. Sacrifices Annually Made on the Night of the 24th of June -- Great Mystery Surrounding the Bites and Ceremonies -- The Voodoo Queen and Her Wonderful Powers -- Snakes "Conjured" by a Plantation Hand -- Some Wonderful Cures Described -- What Black Ben Did.
NEW-ORLEANS, La., June 24 -- Saint John's Day, the day held sacred by the Masonic fraternity all over the world, is also the great yearly period to another class of people very different from the brethren of the mystic tie. It is the one day held moan sacred by the believers in the mysteries of the voodoo, in the United States, in Cuba, Haiti, San Domingo, and wherever the voodoo rites exist.
Read the full story here.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Anubis, Big Dog of the Dead
A giant, fiberglass statue of Anubis, the ancient Egyptian god of the dead floats down the Thames in London Monday. But just who is this big dog, you might ask?
Anubis is the Greek name for the ancient jackal-headed god of the dead in Egyptian mythology. Prayers to Anubis, found carved on the most ancient tombs in Egypt, indicate he is associated with the Eye of Horus. He serves as both a guide of the recently departed and a guardian of the dead. It was Anubis who took newly departed souls to the Underworld and protected them on their journey.One of the reasons that the ancient Egyptians took such care to preserve their dead with sweet-smelling herbs was that it was believed Anubis would check each person with his keen canine nose. Only if they smelled pure would he allow them to enter the Kingdom of the Dead.
Now, Anubis floats merrily down the stream in England, where he is helping to promote an upcoming exhibit of Egyptian treasures.
Anubis is the Greek name for the ancient jackal-headed god of the dead in Egyptian mythology. Prayers to Anubis, found carved on the most ancient tombs in Egypt, indicate he is associated with the Eye of Horus. He serves as both a guide of the recently departed and a guardian of the dead. It was Anubis who took newly departed souls to the Underworld and protected them on their journey.One of the reasons that the ancient Egyptians took such care to preserve their dead with sweet-smelling herbs was that it was believed Anubis would check each person with his keen canine nose. Only if they smelled pure would he allow them to enter the Kingdom of the Dead.
Now, Anubis floats merrily down the stream in England, where he is helping to promote an upcoming exhibit of Egyptian treasures.
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