Friday the 13th: A Cosmic Adventure

Friday the 13th: A Cosmic Adventure

This is a Friday the 13th post. Yes, I’ve been posting this for over 7 years with minor changes/updates. Have fun and kiss a black cat – and a Vampire if you’re so lucky.

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I wake with a cool hand stroking my hair. He kisses my neck and then covers my mouth with his. I pull the handsome man beside me in my bed closer. “You’re naked.”

He smiles. “I know.” And we both know the kids won’t be up for at least another 45 minutes.

Friday the 13th isn’t all that unlucky after all.

I was thinking about our conversations last night with the kids.

Voyager 1 has left the solar system but the signal is slow getting back to us. Against all odds we’re still hearing from our little embassadors in space.

My dad got his first telescope in the late 1850’s and we’ve been watching the night skies with close-up wonder ever since. There is something about being a small dot in a large universe that brings on such a sense of awe and wonder that can’t be explained away by reason or logic. And it is great fun! FUN.

And the speculation continues on what is out there, if anything. I’ve always thought it would be very sad indeed if we were the only planet with intelligent life. I’d like to think there would be more advanced places where every single day didn’t seem like Friday the 13th and ignorance wasn’t embraced like a cult like religion.

So now we just wait for someone from another planet to find the Voyager. I’m hoping it will be sooner or later. I can imagine one of them saying “Hey, they have Chuck Barry too!” Or maybe, “How’s they get Chuck Barry songs? Did they find our satellite?” How cool would that be. And don’t say it couldn’t be because we have so much to learn – there is so much we don’t know about our neighborhood and the universe we live in.

There was a long discussion about space with my husband and kids. That is one thing the Voyager has done – made people think and talk about stuff. Space, the universe, our roles in it, the idea that someone else is out there… good stuff.

I have to say there is nothing sexier than a man who spends a couple of hours talking with his kids about stuff like space and life and imagination and wonder – or anything.

Finding real life in Space, life we could communicate with would be literally earth shattering, or more human shattering.

I’ve imagined what would happen if the general population knew Vampires and Werewolves were real. Just imagine if someone from another planet dropped by for a visit. It is mind-boggling. It is exciting beyond belief.

Then one of the kids brought up the proposed Mars trip. A trip was proposed a few years ago in which the volunteers for the Mars trip would never return to Earth. That brings up all kinds of questions, including birth control, chocolate, boredom, lack of beach time, museums, and cats. Dogs too. I can’t imagine leaving cats and dogs behind forever.

That would be difficult to leave our home forever. There is an attachment we have that tugs us and keeps us here, like an emotional gravity.

We can’t breathe the little atmosphere on Mars. It is colder than cold. It is a harsh planet, but then again so is ours – thanks to humans.

But imagine going to live in Space and freely travel to other planets. How cool is that? It is the stuff of dreams – the ultimate dream. The dreams the cumulate in the reality of great science fiction books and films.

We talked about Vampires in space. That might be a logistical nightmare considering our unique dietary needs. It certainly would be a nightmare for our fellow space travelers if we were along. HA HA HA. That could be interesting.

Is there life on Mars? You can Count on it!

Is there life on Mars? You can Count on it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

We need to keep our dreams and work on making them a reality. Dreams of home and dreams of places far away in space.

After the kids left for school my husband Teddy said “I sometimes feel as if I’m an alien on my own planet.”

“You’re completely normal, for a Vampire. That’s why I fell in love with you.”

“There is nothing normal about us my love.”

Well, I thought, nothing is normal except our kids, thank goodness, but they’re our kind of normal which isn’t a bad thing.

Some random thoughts on Friday the 13th:

  • It is Friday the 13th of September, 2013. 9-13-13 an odd string of numbers. This blog is an odd bit of postings. Something to think about.
  • Hold out your hand and the palm reader will tell you to kiss a black cat, fall in love with a mysterious Vampire and dream of your heart’s desire tonight with 13 wishes and 13 candles blazing on the mantle and 13 kisses.
  • There is no bad luck – only good luck missed.
  • Imagine a literary cat with 13 toes and 13 lives and 13 stories to tell.
  • Yesterday was the 12th, tomorrow is the 14th, today is an odd day indeed.
  • Let us ponder the unlucky. A Werewolf with fleas. A Vampire without passion. A Ghost in an empty house. A teenager without friends. But it is Friday so the Werewolf takes a flea bath and goes on an art show. The Vampire tastes the warm blood of a passionate human. A ghost gets a house full of children. A teen meets kids who think he is really cool.

 

Favorite movies (of mine) about meeting someone from another planet:

Then anything by H.G. Wells, Issac Asimov, Philip K. Dick, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Jewels Vern, and Robert Heinlein. And of course Edgar Allen Poe’s The Black Cat (because it is Friday the 13th) and any of the Oz books (books not the movies – I love the movie but humor me and read the books – the ones after the first one.)

This is just a short list (since I have only spent about 20 minutes writing this post and haven’t thought it out too much). Feel free to share your favorites!

Happy Friday the 13th! Reach for the Stars! And don’t forget, even if you have to force them, talk with your kids! It’s fun – and FREE!

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

 

Proof of Life on Mars!

Proof of Life on Mars!

Another Cateclipsemick Event

On September 27, the moon was eclipsed by Earth’s shadow along with the shadow of my cat Oscar. This total feline eclipse was visible across the Western Hemisphere.

cateclipsemic event

And while we’re all spaced out…

My cats have joined a secret space plane mission. Check it out. I am so proud of those kitties (and someone else gets to clean their litter box for a few days.) You can see them looking out the window. They were NOT seated together because they’ll start fighting.

cats on plane

For AMAZING Mars Photos (guaranteed to be real) click here.

For thoughts on Pluto click here.

For more spaced out stuff click here.

And finally click here for thoughts on Gassy Planets.

 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

Musings on the Space, Writing, Vampires and Spring

amazing stories guy with 2 girls

 

 

 

Yesterday I found myself inspired to write science fiction.

 

Red Planet: Chapter One

Sure we all volunteered with a capital V but we didn’t know we’d be stuck a billion miles from home with a bunch of assholes.

 

Alright, so much for that.

But it makes me think about SPACE and traveling there.

If you’re a Werewolf and you go to another planet, say Mars, will you turn into a wolf when there is a full moon or Mars or will you keep to our own Earthly full moon cycle? Or will you turn into a wolf with green fur? Or will you not turn into a wolf at all? Or will you just die alone on a barren red rock with a bunch of people who don’t understand you?

Space travel for Vampires is impractical to say the least. If you go to Mars, from what I’ve heard, you can’t come back. Maybe after a while, but right now there is not technology to come back. There isn’t technology to get there either but… anyway…

Say you’re a Vampire and you go to Mars. There is a limited food source, maybe a dozen other people at most to start. I’m going to assume that nobody has children up there. So your food supply ages and dies, or just dies without aging. But they die. You’re left cold, alone and hungry forever.

Yes, more people could be sent up to the Red Planet but that is providing the budget holds. While you’re up on Mars all sorts of things can happen down on Earth including budget cuts. Nobody in SciFi movies talk about budgets. I bet Capt. Kirk had a budget. Budgets aren’t sexy or violent (usually) so nobody thinks about them. But budgets are real.

So meanwhile down on Earth the budgets are cut and everybody is left on Mars high and dry. If you’re a Vampire don’t go to Mars. Space exploration budgets are in a sorry state. It is unfortunate but true.

On the other hand if you find yourself on a luxury starship with five hundred others I’d say go for it. There will be big budgets and plenty to eat.

Again, this is why I don’t write Science Fiction because I can’t keep my mind on the science part. I understand and respect the science, but I’m more of a paranormal romance kind of gal when it comes to making up stories.

I suppose Ghosts could go up into space if they wanted to. Witches in space? Maybe. Oh I’m sure there are hundreds of Space Witch stories out there. I think Lush may have a Space Witch bath bomb.

Amazing Stories Naked people oh no

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was looking at the stars last night. The ambient light seemed dimmer than usual so the stars seemed to shine brighter. When I look at the stars they are so far off but at the same time the night sky is so familiar. It is always there and always ours. It is whatever dream and vision we want it to be. It is proof that we aren’t alone.

I know the constellations that I was taught as a child – the same ones that the Greeks and others thought up centuries ago. My brother Aaron knows all of them.

We are so excited to visit a dusty gray ball and a huge red rock in the sky, but nobody, that we know of, wants to visit us on our beautiful blue ball that teems with variety and life. That might be because most of the planet is occupied by the assholes I mentioned earlier.

Then I look out my window at my yard full of citrus trees in full bloom with sweet orange and lemon blossoms. I can hear the bees and humming birds going about their business. The larger oak trees grown around as if protecting their smaller cousins. A calico cat sits in the doorway listening to the song birds and thinking about lunch. Who wouldn’t want to be here? I’ll make coffee.

Adventure in a Cup

Adventure in a Cup

 

 

 

 

 

 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

FLASH UPDATE: About two hours after I posted this Science Friday featured, what else but, MARS and people traveling to Mars and the budget. I kid you not, I had no idea, but I proved my point. It was pretty interesting. They also discussed water on other planets/moons. CLICK HERE for the Science Friday story.

Southern Mars

Southern Mars

 

 

Change, fear and new beginnings

The holidays gave me a break from the day-to-day nonsense and trouble shooting I’m frequently asked to do. I can’t tell you how nice it was to spend time with my children, husband, family and friends. Aside from a short Christmas letter from a couple of Zombie friends, all was calm and bright.

That came to an end today when I got one of those “Juliette you gotta help me out” calls.

Jeff is a man in love. He is also a Vampire. Regular people might not recognize him as a Vampire, but this sort of hipster young guy has been a successful Vampire for almost 7 years now. If I didn’t know it I’d think he’d been a Vampire for 70 years. He is comfortable in his slightly cold skin and living the life of the “undead.”

Unfortunately, like I said, Jeff is in love. He reconnected recently with Heather, a college girlfriend. She was quietly living a nice life as a successful graphic designer when she ran into Jeff one day and after four years of separation the sparks reignited. This is where the unfortunate part comes in. He fell in love this time and fell hard. Jeff also talked Heather into becoming a Vampire like him.

“She’s freaking out. I don’t know what to do. You gotta help me Juliette,” he said on the phone sounding like he was going to cry.

I told my husband Teddy to come with me. We drove up to a nice ranch style house with large yard and a lot of oak trees. Jeff greeted us at the door looking paler than usual.

Jeff led us into a fashionable living room. “Heather? I brought in some friends to to you. They can explain things better than I can honey.”

A young woman with short blonde hair sat curled in a black leather couch.

She looked up eyes the color blue of an evening sky. Heather had that kind of pretty face with big eyes and sharp features that could rock the pixie cut. Her eyes went right to Teddy.

For those of you who don’t know about Teddy, my darling husband, he might be one of the most handsome men who ever lived. Despite that fact the man is somewhat modest about his looks. That is even more astonishing for a Vampire.

Teddy sat on the couch next to her.

“Heather, how old are you?”

“Twenty six.”

“The same age I was when I became a Vampire. Only I’d never heard of such a thing, not even in myth. I didn’t even know what had happened until I came out of a long nightmare of the illness we all go through. At least we survived.”

The survival rate is about 10% for those attempting to become Vampires. More if one does their research beforehand. Some transition better than others. If they’re lucky they keep their souls and nobody tries to kill them right away.

Teddy took Heather’s hand. “I know how it feels to wake in this nightmare. You get used to it. You accept it. Then eventually you might even embrace it. I’m not going to tell pretend that you’ll never forget or wonder what your life might have been. You’ll never forget who and what you were. You’ll always be yourself.

You can never go back, but that doesn’t mean you have to leave it all behind. My family and friends, the entire world for that matter, thought I was dead of some sort of brain fever. That was 1876. Things are different now.”

Teddy could see Heather doing the math in her head. “I’m 165 years old. Born in 1849 while my parents were making the trip across Panama to the California Gold Fields.”

They talked into the night discussing things I’ll never know except from the stories of others. I’ve always been this way. This is my normal. It has never been normal for Teddy. That said, I couldn’t imagine a better Vampire than my husband.

Jeff and I sat on the back porch with a couple of beers (Blue Moon) and talked about the situation. He never had any problems with the whole Vampire deal so he never imagined Heather would be so freaked out. We spoke of change and fear. We spoke of leaving it all behind. By “it” I mean everything you know and love.

I know how I’ve mentioned before that certain aspects of space give me the Willies. Today I looked on the web site for the Mars expedition. I read the application form for potential Mars pioneers. It scared me. There was such an odd frigid fear at every corner of my already cold dark soul. I couldn’t imagine leaving Earth to go live on a rocky red planet with no trees or mountains or birds or life. Even worse was the fact that they could never go home.

I suppose one could say that about explorers on Earth. You could say that about those who came out California during the Gold Rush of 1849. But they could always go back home or at least know there was a possibility of going home.

I imagine Heather was feeling as if she’d volunteered to go to Mars and changed her mind the day after the space ship landed. She’d never be able to go home.

What a tragic thought. I started to wonder about anyone who was caught in a place they didn’t want to be in. How horrible to feel trapped and doomed forever.

Then again how bad could being a Vampire be? Honestly, I can’t imagine anyone being upset by it. Of course the sensitive side of me can imagine the sense of loss but on the flip side… you know, it isn’t a bad deal.

Teddy and Heather eventually came out to join us. We sat under the stars in the cold and talked for a while. It will take Heather a while to adjust to her new life, but with a huge support system and Jeff’s devotion to her she’ll be fine. Change can be good, if you do it right.

That’s it for tonight. I’ll report on Heather and Jeff in the future. In the meantime check on the links below for more thoughts on Mars, space and scientific discoveries.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

 

cateclipsemic event

 

 

 

 

By the way, there IS life on Mars. Check my links below for proof and other space related posts.

Astounding New Proof of Life On Mars

Astounding and Astonishing Photos From Mars

More Astonishing Proof of Life on Mars

Astonishing Images of Life on Mars – The Collection

Space, Time, Lucky Stars and Vampires

Musings on Gassy Planets, Vampires and Uncle Max

Cosmic Adventures and the Final Frontier

Vampires, Werewolves, Pluto and the Brilliant Logic of Youth

Cateclispsemic Event

What Really Scares a Vampire

Alien Girl Paper Dolls

A Ray of Hope

The Real Mars Web Site – Mars One (not mine)

 

 traditional vampire

Spaced Out – Methane on Mars

This morning I heard on the news that there is no methane on Mars.

“No farts,” said my son.

“No boys on Mars.” said my daughter.

“What no cats?” I said that, knowing it wasn’t true. There have to be cats on Mars. We have proof!

 

Cat on Mars

Cat on Mars

 

kitten on mars

 

 

 

 

Friday the 13th – Cosmic Adventures in the Final Frontier!

I wake with a cool hand stroking my hair. He kisses my neck and then covers my mouth with his. I pull the handsome man beside me in my bed closer. “You’re naked.”

He smiles. “I know.” And we both know the kids won’t be up for at least another 30 minutes.

Friday the 13th isn’t all that unlucky after all.

I was thinking about our conversations last night with the kids.

Amazing Stories Vol.5, No.9Voyager 1  has left the solar system. About a year ago but the signal is slow getting back to us.

My dad got his first telescope in the late 1850’s and we’ve been watching the night skies with close-up wonder ever since. There is something about being a small dot in a large universe that brings on such a sense of awe and wonder that can’t be explained away by reason or logic. And it is great fun! FUN.

And the speculation continues on what is out there, if anything. I’ve always thought it would be very sad indeed if we were the only planet with intelligent life. I’d like to think there would be more advanced places where every single day didn’t seem like Friday the 13th and ignorance wasn’t King.

So now we just wait for someone from another planet to find the Voyager. I’m hoping it will be sooner or later. I can imagine one of them saying “Hey, they have Chuck Barry too!” How cool would that be. And don’t say it couldn’t be because we have so much to learn – there is so much we don’t know about our neighborhood and the universe we live in.

There was a long discussion about space with my husband and kids. That is one thing the Voyager has done – made people think and talk about stuff. Space, the universe, our roles in it, the idea that someone else is out there… good stuff.

I have to say there is nothing sexier than a man who spends a couple of hours talking with his kids about stuff like space and life and imagination and wonder – or anything.

Finding real life in Space, life we could communicate with would be literally earth shattering, or more human shattering.

I’ve imagined if they knew Vampires and Werewolves were real. Just imagine if someone from another planet dropped by for a visit. It is mind-boggling. It is exciting beyond belief.

Then one of the kids brought up the proposed Mars trip. Those who went would volunteer to never come back.

That would be difficult to leave our home forever. There is an attachment we have that tugs us and keeps us here, like an emotional gravity.

If you die in space will your body rot? Not unless there is bacteria. But I could be wrong.

We can’t breathe the little atmosphere on Mars. It is colder than cold. It is a harsh planet, but then again so is ours – thanks to humans.

But imagine going to live on Mars. How cool is that? It is the stuff of dreams – the ultimate dream. The dreams the cumulate in the reality of great science fiction books and films.

We talked about Vampires in space. That might be a logistical nightmare considering our unique dietary needs. It certainly would be a nightmare for our fellow space travelers.

We need to keep our dreams and work on making them a reality. Dreams of home and dreams of places far away in space.

After the kids went to bed my husband Teddy said “I sometimes feel as if I’m an alien on my own planet.”

“You’re completely normal, for a Vampire. That’s why I fell in love with you.”

“There is nothing normal about us my love.”

Well, I thought, nothing is normal except our kids, thank goodness, but they’re our kind of normal which isn’t a bad thing.

Some random thoughts on Friday the 13th:

  • It is Friday the 13th of September, 2013. 9-13-13 an odd string of numbers. This blog is an odd bit of postings. Something to think about.
  • Hold out your hand and the palm reader will tell you to kiss a black cat, fall in love with a mysterious Vampire and dream of your heart’s desire tonight with 13 wishes and 13 candles blazing on the mantle and 13 kisses.
  • There is no bad luck – only good luck missed.
  • Imagine a literary cat with 13 toes and 13 lives and 13 stories to tell.
  • Yesterday was the 12th, tomorrow is the 14th, today is an odd day indeed.
  • Let us ponder the unlucky. A Werewolf with fleas. A Vampire without passion. A Ghost in an empty house. A teenager without friends.
  • But it is Friday so the Werewolf takes a flea bath and goes on an art show. The Vampire tastes the warm blood of a passionate human.  A ghost gets a house full of children. A teen meets kids who think he is really cool.

Favorite movies (of mine) about meeting someone from another planet:

  • Another Earth (2011)
  • Star Trek – First Contact (1996)
  • The Man Who Fell to Earth (1996)
  • District 9  (2009)
  • And every Spielberg film ever made even if it isn’t about space.

And just read any Ann McCaffrey book. I recommend “The Ship Who Sang” and “The Crystal Singer”.

Then anything by H.G. Wells, Issac Asimov, Philip K. Dick and Robert Heinlein. And of course Edgar Allen Poe’s The Black Cat (because it is Friday the 13th) and Stardust by Neil Gaiman.

This is just a short list (since I have only spent about 20 minutes writing this post and haven’t thought it out too much). Feel free to share your favorites!

Happy Friday the 13th! Reach for the Stars! And don’t forget, even if you have to force them, talk with your kids! It’s fun – and FREE!

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

Cat on Mars

Cat on Mars