…the fear of Friday the 13th. One of the most popular myths in science and is also known as Paraskavedekatriahobia. But it’s no fear of mine. My sister and I were both born on a Friday the 13th, Linda in May, me in December, so superstitions are not a worry for us. We like to worry about really important things, like whether Carl on Coronation Street is going to get away with murder.
Triskaidekaphobia is fear of the number 13. Just an interesting detail I thought I’d throw in.
Apparently bikers are not superstitious, either. Every Friday the 13th, bikers from all over Canada and United States congregate at Port Dover, Ontario, and enjoy each other’s company. And probably a beer or two. Here’s a live feed, http://www.ustream.tv/channel/main-street-port-dover
One day Frank and I might participate in these festivities, but driving 493 miles for 7.5 hours, on a 1200 Sporty, is not all that comfortable. She’s nimble, and a lot of fun, (kind of like myself), but compared to an Ultra Glide, or a Gold Wing, our little Harley is sadly lacking in the comfort area. At least for the passenger.
So for now my Friday the 13th is spent getting a novella ready for self-publishing while I await word from Divertir Publishing about whether they feel Mabel is ready to meet the public or not. Could take three months so lots of time to work on other projects, like my NEW JOB! Yes, I start on the 23rd as an Administrative Assistant at Investors Group (thank you, Barb, for helping with my resume!). This job is tailor made for me; great people, part-time so I’ll have free time to write, and great hours. I don’t start until 9 a.m. I won’t even have to set the alarm.
Therefore, so far, so good. Hopefully I’m a long way from popping my clogs but as of yet, Friday the 13th hasn’t hurt me at all. Touch wood. Okay, a tiny bit superstitious.
How’s my sister doing, you ask? Right now she’s cruising the rivers in Europe on one of those Viking Cruise lines. So seems to be doing just fine, thank you for asking.