The Bag Lady

My friend and I had just picked up a helium tank for balloons and it was in the back of my station wagon. It was for a carnival for MDA. Also, in the back were bags of empty pop cans we were going to use in a game. Naturally, I had to go really slow to keep from getting all the cans squashed by the moving tank. We were in downtown Denver, and we came upon a school zone and even if the light is not flashing in Denver. you are to go 20 miles an hour and of course we knew that. We were watching the speed on my car to make sure that we were not going above 20 miles an hour. I saw a police car over to the left parked and I glanced down to make sure I was still under 20 mph and I was. The minute I passed him, he threw on a siren and light and pulled us over. Needless to say he had a very bad attitude—he would not believe my story about the tank and the cans and then he showed me his speed gun and said I was going 40 mph. That was a lie. It was disgusting and I ended up going to court to fight that. I won.

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Writer’s Workshop: Lost

This is what I thought of reading Johnbo’s post title:

On a clear day from viewpoints throughout Central Oregon, the Three Sisters mountains command attention as the gorgeous snow-capped peaks seen to the west. Each of this trio of volcanic peaks reaches more than 10,000 feet in elevation, and have become a part of Central Oregon culture.

The Three Sisters Mountains in Oregon

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Lens-Artists Challenge #299 – Hopeful

You can hope for good weather when from your bed you rise

You can offer hope to others if you feel their tenser side

You can hope the Yankees win or maybe it’s the Sox

You can hope it’s what you wanted opening a birthday box

Standing by a bedside you hope the patient will get well

Buying a lottery ticket you can hope it’s the winner that they sell

Hope is just a wish you make as each day shows the sun

I hope my family stays safe and healthy- priority number one.

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W3 Prompt #107: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Cellpic Sunday – The Purple Porsche

Wouldn’t it be nice? Oh wouldn’t it be pleasant? If all the news would double up their presence? Not for campaign speeches or riots causing danger, but lovely acts of kindness, certainly a worthy endeavor. Yes I may be dreaming, just seeing nightmares in the news. I wish we could change their choices of these views.

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

“You don’t know me, but I’m the ex-wife of your new boyfriend,” the woman said to Pamela when she answered her door, “and he’s not who you think he is.” Then she barged into Pamela’s home and sat down on the couch!

“Who do you think you are barging into my home like this? I don’t care who you are and what you have to say, so leave.” Pamela picked up the woman by the arm and escorted her out the door.

Pamela had heard all about this ex-wife from her current boyfriend Paul. She now knew what she had been thinking from the start—that this was not going to be a good relationship. She originally liked Paul, but she wasn’t about to take on all of his or their problems.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #149

A hope, a wish that may come true

It’s the promise you make to you

See the design—what you can do

Efforts made even with fun, all contribute to a basic promise

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https://ronovanwrites.com/2024/05/15/ovi-poetry-challenge-48-promise-is-your-inspiration/ji

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Poetics: Left in the Lurch

24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 34, 5/14/24, Part II: The Beginning of Summer, (May 5 – 19) Rikka 立夏