Shopping for porcelain dolls on Ebay is an exercise in frustration. If I see one more "haunted" doll I'm going to throw something. Seriously, about half of them come from one seller. What it must be like in their home I can only imagine.
Creepy as fuck, I'd imagine. And I just noticed your Gay Souffle title. That's awesome. You be you, boo.
I'm from your mother's generation, same birth year, same era. As to whether the Stones or Beatles were "better," I think that depends on what you are looking for. I do agree with John Lennon's comment that the Fab Four sold out and became too "cute" and mainstream under Brian Epstein, when they had been a real rock band doing a lot of improv etc. during long sets in their Hamburg and Cavern Club days. But the studio music they made after they became big is mostly exceptional. And they were the forefront of the British Invasion. I never saw the Beatles in concert, but I did see the Stones in 1969 in Chicago. They were introduced as "The Greatest Rock and Roll Band in the World," and it seemed appropriate then. But I wonder if they'd have had a chance at the big time if the Beatles hadn't kicked down the door. I lost interest in the later Stones stuff, but really like their "Blue and Lonesome" blues cover of a couple years back.
My grandmother had an American pen friend in the 1960s who once wrote to her "I saw an amazing band on the television. They're called The Beatles. Do you have The Beatles in England?" Further to my previous FWW, I've had a temporary bidding ban from Ebay after I bidded on too many things. JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME HEDGE MY BETS!
Which part of it? I've taken steps to get the ban - or the "limit" - raised, like buying the thing I had in my cart and linking my PayPal account - but they just won't budge. Since the bidding ends in an hour, I guess I'll just have to accept a loss. Oh, well. This is why I made so many bids (five) in the first place.
Serious question, though, but aren't all porcelain dolls haunted? I thought they were made by trapping the souls of small children.
*Sigh* You're the reason people advertise their dolls as haunted! (I'm teasing.) I won an auction, I ordered a doll on "Buy it now!", I lost the one they imposed the limit on, and the other auctions are yet to conclude. All in all, I'd call it a good day's work.
TBH, it'd probably be a lot easier for them to find a home if they weren't stuck in such creepy dolls.
Quit doll-shaming. You don't know what those ghosts' experiences have been that led them to haunt porcelain dolls rather than a nice teapot or something. Not everyone can afford to haunt kitchenware.
I could go for a nice teapot ghost. Always someone up for a spot of tea and a friendly shriek to let you know when the kettles done. Shame they don't have more haunted tea pots for sale.
That all being said, I did click on one of the "haunted" ones by mistake, and when I backed out the listing was gone... Freaked me the fuck out. And you can all talk about ghosts all you want, but I've never heard a peep out of any of my forty...
Sounds like a great idea for a shot story. Though whether it should be horror or comedy, I couldn't say.
Gonna put this here, even though it could go equally well on the Not Happy thread or in my Lack-of-Progress Report. I signed up for an online class on how to write impelling beginnings for your novel. Paid good money for it, too. But the Byzantine workings of Yahoo Groups has me so confused and stressed out and sick I have no brain or peace to spare for actually doing the assignment. I mean, I reply to the instructor only, and everybody else sees it, whether I want them to or not. If I try to reply to just one thing on a thread, I can't delete the irrelevant posts, so my answer is hanging there on the bottom looking like it has nothing to do with anything. I have to get my first 500 word attempt in tomorrow, to allow the instructor time to look it over and give her comments by Saturday (it's 10 of us she's dealing with, and there's Independence Day on Thursday). It doesn't help that the scene takes place in West Germany in 1982, and I'm frantically doing research to get the cultural references right. Just wanna eat ice cream or go back to bed and cry.
I gave up on yahoo mail many moons ago because it made no sense to me and got me so stressed. Never again.
So it's Yahoo mail, too? What gets me is how it seems to have sucked Gmail into its maw. If it's connected to this group, it works the same convoluted way.
I’m waiting on my doctor’s office to finish putting together a referral to a specialist. They said they’d have it done last night but nope, no referral. I’m about ready to say f**k it and go to the ER.
Everybody else in the group is having trouble with the Yahoo Group thing, too. Me, I feel like I'm working upside down and backwards, blind, with remote-control arms with no capacity to manipulate the right one vs. the left. I dunno. If I sign up for another online course and the instructor wants to use Yahoo Groups, I may ask for my money back.
