log for 2012
Really cool word synchro. "Top knot," was in "Deadheading with
Max" this morning, which I've been putting off editing for
nearly a month, and then it was on the random website which,
after a huge and frustrating search and evaluation, I went to
to order some parasite-cleaning things. Very very cool.
Word synchro: "healed over" (liquid congealing over), it was
in the ledger yesterday morning, the first I'd looked at it
for weeks, and I Noticed the "healed over" entry. Then, last
night, it was in "A Sleeping Place," which I edited for the
first time since February, and then again this morning, in
"The Garden," also edited for the first time in a while.
Word synchro: "Muriel," a really cool one. It was all through
"Discipline" this morning, and I kept Noticing it. Then, I
felt Compelled to look into if "The Dead Man's Phone" had been
published, which it had. While scanning the page it was
published on, I came across a story called "Where's Muriel?"
when I don't think I've seen that name for years, other than
Then, this afternoon, a couple cool thought synchros, both in
Goodwill while I was looking at books. First, I was thinking
of how, in response to one book I'd seen, that people's
perceptions of themselves and the world is often skewed,
willingfully so, and just as I thought this, I came to a book
reading "kidding ourselves" (this one could've easily been a
coincidence, except that it happened so synchronistically, in
that distinctive way, and the thought archetype was certainly
there). Then, "devil," just after I'd looked at an anime book
titled "Diablo" and was thinking of how, to an oriental,
"Diablo" would be a cool word just like their word for "devil"
would be "cool" here; in that same synchronistic way, I read
"devil" in another book's spine right as this thought occured.
These were both good examples against the subconscious-reading
or expectation, since they involved two entirely separate
chains of thought.
Cool word synchro: "Macedonia." I saw this here at the beach,
while on the way to the market this morning, on a church's
sign, and Noticed it. Then, it was in "In An Antique Land"
this afternoon, maybe 2-3 hours later. I don't know the last I
saw that word anywhere. (Had I finished reading the book
yesterday, as I should've, the two wouldn't have coincided.)
Cool word synchro today: John Donne, Emily Dickinson, and Jane
Austen. These three authors were mentioned in "Basket Case"
yesterday, and I Noticed both John Donne and Jane Austen, very
distinctly (especially Donne, though; I remember thinking of
how I'd never heard of him). Then, today, in "The Silence of
the Lambs," all three of those authors were mentioned (I've
been feeling I should re-read this book for the last few
months, but just finally got around to it now). Also, "Oh
God," which I used in "5th of July" this morning and has
cropped up several times since (in "The General," just
afterward, and "Silence of the Lambs" and "The Disease").
Pretty cool one. I went to buy Listerine today, and while
doing so, I had the thought that my mom would probably give me
a coupon for it that night, since I'd already bought some.
Well, as it turned out, she did present to me a coupon that
night, and though I couldn't have used it (it was for a kind
of Listerine I don't buy), it still fit the archetype. It's
worth noting that the last time I bought Listerine was months
ago, when I got it half-price basically and stocked up, and my
mother had not presented me with a Listerine coupon within
that time. Very, very unlikely.
Some damn cool ones today. First, in the hour or so between me
snaking on some rice cakes and meeting [my friend] for lunch,
I saw or heard "caramel" four times. First, I saw a bag of
caramels in my parents' pantry; second, caramel was listed in
the ingredients for the junky rice cakes I ate; third, a radio
ad I Just Happened to hear on the way of (I'd turned on the
radio just before getting to her hotel) mentioned caramel
beer; and fourth, when [my friend] ordered her pizza, she
asked for "lots of caramelized onions."
Then, one which was witnessed by [my friend] and I both. While
in Goodwill, I reached for a book called "Flush," drawn to it.
The moment I pulled it out, perfectly synchronous, the
bathroom just nearby flushed; [my friend] heard this as well,
and we both laughed.
Then, one even cooler. We wanted to see the Brown Mountain
Lights, but directions there were iffy. After some fiddling
and GPSing, we found ourselves in Linville, but from there the
directions got ever vaguer, until [my friend] eventually just
turned onto a highway "on a whim." We then traveled this
highway, aimless, for several miles, eventually deciding that
we should turn around. Well, we would have turned around, and
in fact tried to several times, except there was a car right
behind us, prohibitively close, and every time we'd try to
turn around, it wouldn't seem safe. Eventually the car turned
off, and we approached a big empty road, suitable for turning
around in. We turned in, and were met with a sign: "Wiseman's
Outlook," precisely where we were trying to get to. Too, too
And then, one that may or may not have been anything. That
evening, at the hotel, there were two motorcycles parked
outside the entrance, BMWs, and I Noticed them. On the way out
that night, I looked them over, and they were R-Series bikes,
which reminded me of how, while at the beach and looking for
something in my web browser's history, I happened upon an ad
for a BMW R-Series bike I'd been looking at (I think I
accidentally clicked on it while looking for the other thing).
I can't remember exactly how it came about, but I remember
thinking then, "I'll be seeing something about BMW R-Series
An odd one. I'm doing the parasite cleanse, and have had mild
diarhea because of it. While going upstairs, I farted and it
felt as if it might've been a bit more than just gas. Just as
I went inside and thought, "I wonder if I just shit myself," I
heard my mom call her cat, which had just been in the litter
box, a "poopy butt." This, too, happened in that deeply
Not sure what to make of these, but they both happened when I
was out with [my friend] today. First, when my truck broke
down and I got towed, the driver mentioned, totally offhand
(and somewhat inappropriately), how he had been a seaman on a
ship; this, after reading "Snow Falling on Cedars" and "A
Perfect Storm," both books all about the sea (and mentioning
Moby Dick, also, read back-to-back except for part of the
Nebula story collection). I found it notable, since I seem to
have a sea theme going. Then, "Juno," mentioned by [my friend]
offhand, after several Juno sightings recently.
A cool word synchro: "dead reckoning" (maritime term). First
it was in "The Perfect Storm," and I Noticed it, as well as
noted it, since it gave new meaning to the term (I'd heard it
before, but never known what it was). Then, it was in "Voyage
to the New World" today, the next sequential book after, after
never reading it before that I can remember. Very cool
(especially since I just picked up the book Friday, by total
"chance," when [my friend] and I went to the Hebron Colony
thrift store, which I don't normally go to).
Thought synchro: "2:21." During lunch, [my friend] told me the
room number at her hotel was 221. Then, afterward, while
turning into her hotel, I absently thought of her room number,
for no real reason. Immediately, in that startlingly
synchronistic way, the sign's clock clicked to the time, 2:21,
just as I thought that.
A couple minor ones. First, I ordered chicken salad at lunch
today, randomly, and then, while randomly getting my dad's
car's oil changed, I read a magazine which mentioned chicken
salad. Perhaps nothing, but I can't remember the last time
I've seen chicken salad mentioned. More significantly,
however, was that also while reading these magazines, I came
across an article about how the texture of food determines
attractiveness in certain ways, which I had just mentioned to
[my friend], very prominently, yesterday.
Thought synchro: "I forget," lyric in a Deftones song while I
was working out, less than a second after I thought about how
forgetful I am. Have had several such thought synchros over
the last couple days, though this was the only one so
Some damn cool ones today. First, while writing "Garlic," I
wrote about how a character was a John Doe in several unsolved
criminal investigations; I had to think about this, because I
didn't know if this was the technical procedure for
identifying unknown suspects. Well, a few hours later, while
reading the last of "The French Connection," I read about how
someone last listed as a John Doe in a criminal investigation.
Not really a word synchro, a little bigger than that.
Then, when loading up music on my MP3 player, I loaded up
"Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness" -- but only the second
disc, because it felt right. Later on, I realized I wanted to
listen to some "moon" music, and then it hit me that the
physical CD of the second Melancholy disc is actually printed
with a moon (the disc is entitled "From Twilight to
Starlight"). This could perhaps be explained as subconscious
knowledge, since I certainly knew that the disc was printed
with a moon; except, it's a bit more complicated, since only
*later*, *after* loading up the CD (of which I originally
selected the whole album, but then, insistently, decided on
only the second disc) did I think of how I felt like listening
to "moon" music.
Then, today I got my contributor's copy of the "When The Veil
Drops" anthology, and before putting it away, I felt Compelled
to flip to my story. In doing so, I noticed that it started on
page 111 (111 being one of "my" numbers, of course, one of the
most prominent). Interestingly, last week I noticed that, in
my contributor's copy of "The Savage Kick," my story started
on 111 there, too.
Thought synchro at lunch today. I was just thinking of how
many people seem to be addicted to fear and the like, when,
immediately after, I saw a newspaper's front page, which read
"good and scared" in big letters (there was an article on
fear). Not a precise hit, but close enough to be notable.
Also, less notable, was, while at the gym, I had just looked
up to see what time it was, when the guy on the radio quoted
the time. It was very synchronous, in the way I've come to
know, but may have been nothing.
Also, I'm reading yet another book which involves fishermen
and such as main characters. It was not sequential with the
others (there was one between them), but is close enough to be