I was always told that the superstition is based on the idea that Judas, the bad disciple, was the 13th man to sit down to the table at The Last Supper. I think a more rational superstition would be to fear bad disciples.
Spit on a new bat before using it for the first time to make it lucky.
Gross. Gross. Gross. In the spring of 2009, in fear of the Swine Flu, high schools all over the country forbade their athletes from shaking hands after the game. Pretty sure “not spitting on the bat” was implied.
In order to write this article, I had to get a Ph.D. in butterflies…
The early appearance of butterflies indicates fair weather.
If the first butterfly is yellow, it will be sunny weather.
If the first butterfly is white, it will be rainy summer.
If the first butterfly is white, someone will die.
If the first butterfly is red, you will be healthy.
If a white butterfly comes, summer follows.
If a white butterfly flies from the southwest, expect rain.
If butterflies are found hanging from the underside of rails or branches, it’s going to rain.
If they are on the top of small branches, it will not rain.
If the first butterfly is dark, it means thunderstorms.
If the first butterfly is yellow, someone is going to give birth.
If a white butterfly enters your house and flies around you, you will die.
If a moth lands on the mother of a newborn, the baby will die.
If a butterfly flies into your house, someone you know will die.
If a butterfly flies into your house, someone will get married.
If you capture a butterfly, you will be struck dead.
If you see a butterfly at night, you will die.
There! Simple, right?
A cat onboard a ship is considered to bring luck.
I used to live on a ship. A cat would have been a real drag. All of those spaces to hide in, poop in, pee in? All of that machinery to get torn to pieces in? And who exactly would have been in charge of cleaning the litter boxes? Litter boxes are never lucky.