Is there such a thing as a friendly appliance? My dishwasher leaks, my oven burns half of every dish, my tub faucet keeps falling off, my vacuum leaves stuff behind unless you only push it forward and shoots stuff out the back, my microwave turns itself on when you clean underneath it, my printer stalls even though it has plenty of paper, my three way bulb only lights on the second turn of the switch….
Guess this doesn’t qualify as a one Liner.
Familiar image
Need not be a spectral one
May be a dear friend
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Looking for angels
You only need search your heart
They’re easy to find
A song from your preteen years:
“Happy Trails to You” by Roy and Dale Rogers
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I see the lights in the distance, your home. I’ve traveled far to see them, but I dare not approach further. Even though I am nearer than I’ve ever been, I lack strength to close the gap. I thought I could. I spent many nights longing for this moment, to see where you live, meet you in person.
So close, such longing to hold you in my arms, but I lack the courage. Once I felt you there, experienced the relief of finally feeling you close to me, I don’t think I could let you go.
98 words
https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/12/10/fffaw-challenge-195th/
Okay, who put Jack Daniels ahead of everyone else? Just because he has two names instead of one doesn’t mean we are less important! Look! There’s all of us and only one of him!
Oh, pipe down, you don’t see old Heineken complaining, do you? And he’s all by himself. We have friends, but he’s probably lonely.
Well he is only beer.
What’s that supposed to mean?
I’m just sayin’, we are loved by all, adults and kids alike, and he and Jack. . .you know. . .limited.
Thought I’d never see the day when you’d spout that racist crap, 7-up!
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/12/11/photo-challenge-242/
In order to live
He made a plan
Letting go of his ego
Every day would kneel
To link with her spirit.
Filling just his cup
His heart remained unfulfilled
Greed, not love, the goal
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Every time I hear this word I think of the words from the song “Creep” by Radiohead.
Skip to 3:00 to see this song performed by Brian Justin Crumb:
C’mon, you can do it! ; ) Right up front I apologize for some of my answers. : 0
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Fall in love, Hug a firefighter, Write a thank you note to ER people who helped you.
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe….Uh…what was the question?
Well manicured lawn, soylent green, construction paper.
Impeccably manicured pinkies, imaginative mini pies, indiscreet men’s privates.
Penguins, rails, dodos-I can relate.
Answering these questions, getting my mail, ordering a gift online.
Foul foods: okra-slimy, too old cheese, cottage cheese-too bumpy.
Grandkids, stars, sun.
Those tiny balls you get from a quarter vending machine, sports playing grandaughter, babies in bouncers.
Cardboard, razors, credit cards.
Family, health, love in my life.
Zebra, zonkey, zebu.
England, Iceland, New Zealand
Going on a huge slide in a water park —yes, I’m quite the well rounded adventurer.
I’m pretty much an open book already.
Hang gliding, travelling to Great Britain, learning Spanish.
Too much cell phone use for everything, (as I sit here using mine to write this), isolating, apathy.
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A song that makes you sad:
After my husband passed away I listened to this Sam Smith album over and over, not necessarily a good thing.
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