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IN A STATE OF PARALYSIS (select from the links on the right to continue)

This Thanksgiving, we headed south to Virginia, where every year I pick up some new country skills, and this year I learned how to shoot a pistol.

My instructor started me on a .22, a hand gun with a long barrel that shoots small bullets.  I started with my elbows on the counter, taking my time to line up the front and back markers on the pistol and position my hands just right.  It was like being at a carnival, only instead of shooting water at a dirty old clown mouth I was shooting real bullets at a bust-shaped target. I hit a number of my first shots squarely around the bullseye.

Next up was the .45, and I was warned that there would be recoil. So not only did I have a bit of fear on my back, but the trigger was also harder to squeeze. It was set to 6  lbs.  After firing a few shots slowly, I felt I didn’t want to finish the round. I was afraid.

Looking down the line of shooters earlier, I noticed a number of women present, and even a young teenage girl who was shooting with her father.  She wore tight skinny jeans and a form fitting black button down shirt and I could tell she had done this a lot.  She knew how to load the gun, and stood with her feet firmly planted and her arms fully extended, firing the .45  repeatedly with confidence.

I wanted to be good at shooting the glock, but I knew it would take time.  Practice, practice. I could shoot .22′s all day, but if I want to be fierce I’ve got to hunker down and get over my fear of hurting myself trying to shoot the big gun.

In Mayan funeral traditions, the dead were buried with a piece of corn in their mouths so that they would have food for their journey to the afterlife.    According to the 16th-century Mayan text,  Popol Vuh, the mythical sons of Hun Nal Ye, the Maize God, the Hero Twins, had maize plants for alter egos.
One of the more common classic period themes concerns the hero twins reviving their father, the Maize God. In Classic Maya thought the burial and resurrection of the deceased was compared to the planting of the moribund maize kernel, temporarily buried but destined to reemerge. One extraordinary carved vessel, commonly referred to at the “Death Vase,” portrays both metaphors of death and resurrection.
On some  Mayan funerary vases, the visual representation of the Maize God tends to be a queen rather than a king. The queen thus appears to have become a maize goddess, in accordance with the Mayan narrative traditions mentioned above.

Read more: Maya Religion – world, burial, body, life, customs, history, time

And you know how SHE is…  seriously….

Somehow she convinced the curators Rio and Rene Yañzez, that she was actually Calavera Elotera the spirit of The Fat Free Elotera. She came out with her freaking posse… and promoted her NEW ALBUM – Back from the Dead…

No shame whatsoever…  Faked her death and danced in her OWN Altar…

But she was a huge star…  she even had an impromptu photoshoot with La GuateManteca…

And now she has her own Facebook page, which I guess we should promote.  (Maybe it will help us get art grants and stuff.)

xoxo
ME

The Fat Free Elotera sure makes the rounds…

But come on now, what do you expect?
How else would she be able to make it rain?

Do you believe?