“When buying and selling are controlled by legislation, the first things to be bought and sold are legislators.” – P. J. O’Rourke
“Money frees you from doing things you dislike. Since I dislike doing nearly everything, money is handy.” – Groucho Marx
“Dogs have no money. Isn’t that amazing? They’re broke their entire lives. But they get through. You know why dogs have no money? .. No Pockets.” Jerry Seinfeld
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https://lindaghill.com/2023/02/08/one-liner-wednesday-a-cool-million/
Greetings! Ingrid of Experiments in Fiction here, with a prompt I hope will inspire you. I would like you to write a poem about a special gift you have received at some time in your life.
When romance dwindled and life became routine
A gift from my husband fulfilled a dream
Unexpected from the usual new appliance sheen
A beauty pair of earrings with colorful gemstones seen.
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**the look of surprise on my son in law’s face mirrored mine—I get a chuckle out of that now☺️
5 Things You Love/Hate About Winter
Take a snickersnee to ordinary words, embrace the strange. Walk around that bend, throw yourself a curve ball, keep the homey familiar, but don’t confine yourself to that reasonable circle. Step into the bizarre, and see where it takes you.
**Cyranny, thought I’d better put my typing where my mouth is😂😂
http://cyranny.com/2023/02/07/snickersnee-word-of-the-day-challenge/
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/02/07/three-things-challenge-m232/#more-93322. Your three words today are: BEND CURVE CIRCLE
Your Daily Word Prompt – #Homey- #YDWordPrompt February 7, 2023
RDP Tuesday: strange
confine
http://fivedotoh.com/2023/02/07/fowc-with-fandango-reasonable/
http://wordcraftpoetry.com/2023/02/07/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-306-2-7-23/
Ever think your world’s a bit wonky?
When you get out of bed, think it will be on-key?
Well let me say I think I must be maladjusted
Listening to news, think the video must be busted
Earthquakes, shootings, and then weird weathers
Skewjawed officials mouth off with unjust tethers
Is it me or is our world out of control
Me, the ostrich, am going back to my bedroll.
http://christinebialczak.com/2023/02/07/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-02-07-2023/
I preface this with the fact I have never really enjoyed books written by Nicholas Sparks. I know they are wildly popular romance novels and not my favorite genre. But I was ready to listen to something different and am liking the Nicholas Sparks book, “See Me”, once I was used to the narrator’s style. There is a funny line where a woman character is trying to tell an inexperienced guy about salsa dancing, and her boyfriend offers: “you know how to salsa dance?” She replied she had been dancing for over 12 years and learned alternative dances—I grew up in Charleston. Anything other than the shag and the waltz was considered alternative. It’s funny, serious and romantic but I did really enjoy it and the narrator.
Heard of a van that’s loaded with weapons
Packed up and ready to go
Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway
A place where nobody knows
The sound of gunfire, off in the distance
I’m getting used to it now
Lived in a brownstone, lived in a ghetto
I’ve lived all over this town
This ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco
This ain’t no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey-dovey
I ain’t got time for that now
Transmit the message to the receiver
Hope for an answer someday
I got three passports, a couple of visas
You don’t even know my real name
High on a hillside, the trucks are loading
Everything’s ready to roll
I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nighttime
I might not ever get home
This ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco
This ain’t no fooling around
This ain’t no Mudd Club, or CBGB
I ain’t got time for that now
Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut butter
To last a couple of days
But I ain’t got no speakers, ain’t got no headphones
Ain’t got no records to play
Why stay in college? Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time
Can’t write a letter, can’t send no postcard
I ain’t got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in with the crowd
We got computers, we’re tapping phone lines
I know that that ain’t allowed
We dress like students, we dress like housewives
Or in a suit and a tie
I changed my hairstyle, so many times now
I don’t know what I look like
You make me shiver, I feel so tender
We make a pretty good team
Don’t get exhausted, I’ll do some driving
You ought to get you some sleep
Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?
They won’t help me survive
My chest is aching, burns like a furnace
The burning keeps me alive
Source: LyricFind. Songwriters: Chris Frantz / Christopher Frantz / David Byrne / Jerry Harrison / Tina Weymouth. Life During Wartime lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc
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