Now that I have been accepted To a new home, I’m attempting To stay calm instead of thinking Of the items that need linking From here to there And exactly where And if each item is a need or a spare. As old as I am My caboodle is jammed From travels across the states Just as it is with cups and plates Never mind the knives, forks or spoons Much stuff may not fit in new rooms.
Leering at the two trash talking braggarts’ fist bump, Marie was determined this would be the last time she would endure their jokes. It was time to face the ugly truth and get tough!
Marie was finally learning she had to galvanize her emotions and disregard the unwarranted opinion of others. She was a bit outre, realized she could never fit into the “normal” social groups, but needed some place to feel accepted.
A murky choice to appeal to the other so-named weirdos–they also might choose to ridicule her. There was no real comparison to her in the grid of high school cliques. She decided the best way to find out was to repair to the science lab and present a staunch presence. Fist bumping bullies be damned!
Well now you’ve done it! Here come the flies! I’m assuming your extreme declivity will not be denied. How am I supposed to stay calm, and still maintain a modicum of respect when you have fallen so far? I knew marrying a ghoul would have some problems, but now an even dozen bodies? Too much, Toothcrest, just too much!
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Your first three things for October but final three thing for this week are: CALM FALLEN FLIES
Friday is here, but Linda is not. This is Dan (from No Facilities). In preparation for visiting with David, Cheryl, and me at the bar tomorrow, she’s entrusted me with the task of providing you with your Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Yeah, I don’t know what she was thinking either, but here you go:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “inspire/aspire/expire.” Use them in any form you like. Use one, use two or use them all if you want. If you use two, you get bonus points! If you use all three, Cheryl will put your next drink on David’s tab. Enjoy!
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When we’re young we aspire to gain knowledge. When we’re middle aged we try to inspire, but when we’re elderly we’re done with all that high mindedness and will expire. Make mine a gin and tonic, heavy on the lime😂
Apparently he took a cue from the Rothko Chapel display in Houston, TX. Needless to say our visit with three little kids in tow, was short and weirdly mystifying.
Mark Rothko, born Markus Yakovlevich Rothkowitz, was an American abstract painter of Latvian Jewish descent. He is best known for his color field paintings that depicted irregular and painterly rectangular regions of color, which he produced from 1949 to 1970. WikipediaBorn: September 25, 1903, LatviaDied: February 25, 1970, New York, NY
Fourteen of Rothko’s paintings are displayed in the chapel. Three walls display triptychs, while the other five walls display single paintings. Beginning in 1964, Rothko began painting a series of black paintings, which incorporated other dark hues and texture effects. A typical question raised by visitors viewing the massive black canvases which adorn the walls of the chapel includes some variant of: “Where are the paintings?”
It’s that season again when everyone can hide their genetic flaws with covers of clothing, hats, sweatshirts and coats. Some men have the extending vast forehead problem and can now take advantage of the popular shaved head option, wear a beanie or my favorite, an Indiana Jones fedora.
A primordial drift of an aging breast may rely on a push-up bra when a guest arrives at their home, but the majority of older women and overweight men may just let everything hang out.
No matter your presumed flaws, the colder seasons provide a coverup so just relax and enjoy it.
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Note: When googling images, found 99% of hiding flaws advice were about women🥸
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