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By Ricardo — 8 years ago
Hello everyone and Happy Friday the 13th from Jabber Log and none other than Jason Voorhees. Today is the day that we try to be a bit more careful. We play it off that there is nothing wrong with this day but in the back of our mind we fear it. We see it as the day of bad luck, the day where everything could potentially go wrong. Maybe that’s why Jason picked this day to kill his victims. I mean, you have to admit that they had some pretty bad luck or maybe there really is something to this day that makes it so shitty for some people.
I was doing a little research and I found a site called hauntedbay.com. There is a section dedicated to Friday the 13th and some interesting incidents that have occurred in the past. Apparently Cain killed Abel on a Friday the 13th, Judas who was the 13th guest who betrayed Jesus who was then crucified on a Friday. Weird huh?
Well here are a few more interesting yet creepy facts. In a hangman’s noose there are 13 twists of rope and 13 gallows. Woman drivers have a 64% increased chance of death when driving on this day. Is this not nuts? Finally the great flood occurred on a Friday and the Apollo 13 shuttle also suffered from this number. Call it what you will but this day sucks a fat veiner! A special thanks to hauntedbay.com and if you are in the woods today watch out for Mr. Voorhees and any females out there driving, please be careful. Happy Friday the 13th my fellow Jabber Loggers.
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By Ricardo — 2 years ago
Episode 127 features show regular Rob “Big Mac” McMullen, Director of Vigo County 9-1-1 in Indiana and 1st VP of NENA. In this episode we talk about those unwanted stomach issues in dispatch. The ones that attack when a high priority call comes in and you are unable to get up to use the bathroom. It happens to some more often then you would think. We also play a few 9-1-1 tapes that you don’t want to miss. They come from the archive of 911dispatch.com. Thank you and R.I.P. Gary. I will forever be grateful to you for your help and kindness.
Episode 128 and 129 are also coming up where 128 will be the second installment of Imagine Listening, an extension of the podcast featuring the stories of the #IAM911 movement. 129 will feature the IAED and the 2017 Navigator conference. There is a lot more to come so don’t miss out!
As always if you have any questions or would like to be a guest on the show, send an email to email@example.com
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By Ricardo — 8 years ago
I have been searching for the author of this quote. I have found several attached to it but in the end it all means the same. It’s something I often feel. I had the wind knocked out of me earlier today. I was not struck physically but the result was the same, the loss of air. I saw you today. And…I have seen you in passing but it was nothing like today. I had just left from a friends house and decided to go to the store for a few things. I pulled into the parking lot and headed up front. When I got there I had to wait for a few cars to pass in order for me to turn. As I pulled up to the stop sign I saw a couple people coming out. I stopped to let them pass and I froze. It was you, son. It felt as though someone had socked me in the gut. I couldn’t breathe and all I could do was stare. I was stuck in slow motion as you and your mother walked passed me. I saw some of myself in you at that age. Your walk is all me and as I caught my breath your mother turned her head at my direction. I quickly hid my face and continued on.
I parked a couple rows down. I sat there for a moment fighting back my tears. I was overwhelmed with emotion and my heart pounded against my chest. I looked into my side mirror and I could actually see you standing by your van. I took a deep breath, got out of my car and made my way to the entrance of the store. As I got close to the entrance I turned and saw you running with a cart. I wanted to run and meet up with you and tell you,
“Hey, can I get that cart from you?”
I would have respected your mother’s wishes. I would have kept silent as to who I really am. It would have meant the world to me to just hear your voice and interact with you. Instead I held back and simply watched you put the cart away. You ran back and I had to chuckle because you run just like me. I fought back my tears once again and walked into the store. The moment was short but I’ll never forget it. You were so close to me. I wanted to say hello, I wanted to beep…I wanted to do anything just to make you turn and look at me. Maybe you would somehow recognize me after all these years. I have to admit that when I saw you today it was like seeing you for the first time. You took my breath away when you were born and you did the same 12 years later. When we finally speak, I will be able to tell you everything I have been wanting to tell you. Until then…maybe you’ll stumble upon this. Maybe you will find it interesting and moving. Maybe…just maybe you’ll be able to connect the dots. Maybe…until that day Richie.Post Views: 310