Quadrille, you ask? A dVersian creation, a quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, including one word given by your pubtender
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Such memories by the mention of lagoon Languid waters defined by cloudy moon I remember lovingly when I saw the scene A merman lying there, seemingly serene Hair long and curled, falling free around bare body seen Thinking this is a dream so mean.
It was known as the hall of the beast and all who took classes at the building were intimidated by the sound of machines only sounding at night there. No one seemed to bother with a key to enter that part of the building, because once you entered you could not escape going down that hall. It was rumored that an ancient diary of mysterious happenings in said hall terrified its readers. The reputation of high upper class students’ hazing the freshman there also kicked up the reputation of a sinister area in the grand old building.
1. When you look out of your kitchen window, what do you see? I don’t have a kitchen window.
2. When was the last time you used public transport? I used a taxi when a driver abandoned me at a store.
3. Do you prefer cut flowers or a potted plant? Love both.
4. Do you believe in Karma? Yes.
Gratitude: I am grateful my granddaughter got out alive after last basketball game. She is small and was blatantly flattened a couple of times. I told her I’d get her some Kevlar underwear for next game.
I don’t know about Dan or even George, but I’ve always been a curious person. I do know when not to pry as with coworkers, neighbors or close family and friends. They know I am open to hear what they have to say without judgment. I also can keep a secret if asked and don’t spread rumors I might hear. Well except for here in the blog and if it involves an unsavory character like T for instance. Then I feel free to go for it😂
Let your conscience be your guide, (advice you can use with pride), never exaggerate, never lie, cause that is when you turn the tide. Finely worded speeches rule, something you learn at school, think like you’re in a debating pool, never, ever play the fool.
“He promised, he always promised. It was his way of justifying his actions.” This was the excuse the accused gave.
I sat in the whizzing train, trying not to see the image on my computer screen. It was bloody, indicated by the red dripping from a chainsaw next to the body. Being in the army overseas, I had seen worse and witnessed worse. I put on the headphones to listen to my sergeant’s report of the crime. He was saying there was evidence a woman had done it, as perfume was strong on the victim’s clothing.
A rather large woman bystander was sobbing, getting the police’s attention. Investigating, the sergeant smelled the same perfume on her. The sun shining on her coat revealing red stains furthered his interest. He put her in handcuffs and announced “I think we’re done here”, allowing the forensics team to finish up on the scene.
Three years, count ‘em! Three long years since another day of historic infamy and perpetrator number one is running for president! It’s unbelievable—where is the justice? Certainly not in our farce of a Supreme Court and congress that wouldn’t be capitalized if the app let me. Sometimes I think I’m in an alternative universe but there’s no Dr. Strange to help me. It is incredulous, inconceivable, dumbfounding, mind boggling, insane, ludicrous, unfathomable, unprecedented, and outrageous!😡
Just do it – a mantra for our girls’ bb team this morning, after two night games in a row and doing amazing!! They were tired this morning and lost. They play again at three, MST time. I hope they get their gumption back and not be discouraged. It would help if they had Snape in the audience with his magic finger so balls go in instead of around the basket rim😂. My granddaughter plays the whole game as Point Guard.
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