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Time is reflected in your face
with the bloom of youth still present in your smile
Joy will flex the wrinkle around your mouth
and tense feelings overcome.
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https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/09/13/wordle-473/#like-2390
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MLMM Saturday Mix 9-12-20
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“Grumbling again about this trip, Martha? I’ve told you that staying home would be best, but it was your idea, and here we are in the middle of the night in a place we don’t know on a dark road, looking for a motel. I know you thought we could drive straight through, but I’m beat. It’s two in the morning and I don’t think I can drive any further!”
Frank sees a small light in the distance. The car starts to sputter because it’s running out of gas. Finally a part of a neon sign is seen ahead, blinking on and off. It is the “It’ll Do Motel”. The car dies at the entryway. Frank gets out as an old woman dressed only in a nightgown, points a rifle at him. “Need a room?” she barks.
“Martha, this is the icing on the cake!”
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Note: This is based on a true story, mine.
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Saturday Six Word Story – Motivation
Motivation is a welcomed grandkid’s visit.🥰
https://thesoulsearchersite.wordpress.com/2020/09/12/6wsp-55/#like-12047
Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction – Radio
In bed late at night when sleep refused to ease my pain, or troubles were scattered around my brain, I would toss and turn. As a distraction I would tune to a crazy Texas radio host to listen. He was one that was outside the norm; he or his callers would either make you laugh or give you the creeps. I wish I had access to his broadcasts now, for sleep evades until the sun rises.
The worst talk radio, one my husband often subjected me to – Rush Limbaugh, aka Rude Windbag. I doubt I’d like anyone today.
99words
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https://carrotranch.com/2020/09/11/september-10-flash-fiction-challenge-2/
SoCS 9-12-20
Good day everyone! Sun is shining but I’m still chilly so coffee and blanket are my lazy day friends.
The idea of collar is interesting. If you don’t wear a collared shirt in some places you may be collared by authorities. Your only respite would be to ask a man with a clerical collar to aid you.
You would probably not be wearing a collared shirt to do a plumbing job requiring a collar joint but high waisted pants should be necessary.👨🔧
I hope you all have beautiful autumn weather this weekend.🍁
https://lindaghill.com/2020/09/11/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-12-2020/
Schools
Betsy DeVos is a plague for public schools. As a Parent Teacher Association local and state president, I can tell you we have been fighting this funding of private schools for years. Instead of making public schools better, we have people like BD in charge–how this happened I haven’t a clue, but like so many other Trump appointees, she has no experience.
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Money grabbing, does the Trump administration do anything but?😡
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Comedy
MLMM First Line Friday – 9-11-20
One by one the lights of the city block winked out, the dark coming ever closer. “The red coats are coming, the red coats are coming!”
“Jeez Harry, take a chill pill. Those guys came and went a million years ago.”
“No, man, it’s either them or aliens. Pretty soon there’ll be a white light and little green men coming out of a big egg! Ever been probed, Charlie?”
In Harry’s defense he had been using LSD on and off for decades. His mind wasn’t exactly kosher, if you know what I mean. He and I have lived on these streets for years and every time there’s a blackout, he panics. We usually have no problems on nights like this. Everyone fears the streets because there’s no street lights. But we who live here actually enjoy it. It’s a night of not being stared at, cajoled or kicked off a doorway. Gangs stay in their hideouts, and even the cops don’t come out!
“Charlie, I see them!”
“Who is it now, Harry?”
“White figures, coming toward us, can’t you see ’em?”
“It’s just your imagination, Harry. Crawl back under that blanket. It will be morning soon enough and we’ll have to move to the park.”
“Okay, Charlie, you know best. Ya think George’ll be up soon?”
“Sure. Go back to sleep.”
As the sun began to rise, Charlie and Harry shuffled to the back alley of the donut shop and waited for George to feed them.
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9/11 Four Legged Heroes
Fandango’s Friday Flashback – 9-11-17
Daily Prompt: Sympathy
Today is a day of sympathy for the past – of 2001 and for the victims
of the latest disasters. We each remember and feel for the survivors
in different ways, but I think our heart is open for all.
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/sympathy/
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https://fivedotoh.com/2020/09/11/fandangos-friday-flashback-september-11/#like-47357
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