Day: July 7, 2018

Musical Tastes

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EA2A85D9-2839-4995-A91D-AF5964D31CCD“I’m not a fan of country music,” I informed my wife when she told me about the Garth Brooks concert coming to town.

“But I love Garth Brooks” she said.

“Give me rock ‘n roll any day,” I answered. “But I also like blues. A lot of rock ‘n roll has its roots in blues.”

“So does a lot of country music,” she countered. “Both country and blues are very personal, whereas rock, to me, lacks that personal touch.”

“Rock is very personal,” I insisted. “Every rock song tells a story.”

“But every country song is a story,” she said.

Listen, there’s a Stones concert over at the old hangar at the abandoned airfield next month. We should go.”

“I’d be a little worried,” she said. “I heard security at Stones concert is rather lax. They even hired a bunch of Hell’s Angels to provide security at one of their concerts and you know how that went.”

“Don’t worry, I can take care of us,” I reassured her. “In the meantime, I’m getting hungry. Let’s head out to dinner. Can you grab my jacket off the hanger?”

“Sure,” she said, “As long as you’ll agree to going to see Garth Brooks with me.”

“Fine,” I said, “as long as you’ll agree to go to the Stones concert with me!”

Written for today’s Three Things Challenge from Teresa. The things today are blues, rock n’ roll, and country.Also written for the Saturday Mix Double Take from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. The homophones are lacks and lax, and hangar and hanger.

#FOWC — Quintessential Con Artist

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43E1BEB9-AF2A-4F7A-AEBD-23C7ED303589I used to think that Donald Trump was the quintessential con artist. I even wrote a post about it not long ago. You can read it here if you want to.

But I don’t think that anymore. Con artists tend to be great talkers. They are well dressed and exude an air of confidence and authority. They can be charming and seemingly sincere.

But isn’t Trump a charming talker who comes across with confidence, authority, and sincerity? No, he is not. He fills all his speeches with glib promises that he never follows through on. And more often than not, what comes out of his mouth is not at all articulate. It’s little more than word salad.

Take his speech at a rally the other night in Montana. Trump went on one of his tirades, this time complaining about how no one congratulates him for how big the crowds at his rallies are.

“They never say I’m a great speaker,” Trump bellowed, pointing at the media attending the rally. “Why the hell do so many people come? It’s got to be something. I guess they like my policy?”

And then he said this, which is quoted exactly as he said it:

“I have broken more Elton John records, he seems to have a lot of records. And I, by the way, I don’t have a musical instrument. I don’t have a guitar or an organ. No organ. Elton has an organ. And lots of other people helping. No we’ve broken a lot of records. We’ve broken virtually every record. Because you know, look I only need this space. They need much more room. For basketball, for hockey and all of the sports, they need a lot of room. We don’t need it. We have people in that space. So we break all of these records. Really we do it without like, the musical instruments. This is the only musical: the mouth. And hopefully the brain attached to the mouth. Right? The brain, more important than the mouth, is the brain. The brain is much more important.”

WTF, Donald?

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, “quintessential.”

SoCS — Sup?

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5FFE8A1F-4875-4D2B-933F-CAB2DF5EB443“Sup, dude?” Dwight greeted his brother, Howard.

“Not much, I suppose,” Howard replied.

“Did you bring the supplies?” Dwight asked.

“Of course I did,” Howard said.

“That’s superb,” Dwight said. “I promised Dad that we could get this finished in time for us to be home for supper and that our work would be superior.”

“I don’t know,” said Howard. “I’d say it’s more of a tossup that we’ll be finished before dark.”

“Damn, Howard,” Dwight said, “you gotta suppress such negativity. I brought some vitamin supplements just in case we need an energy boost.

“Yeah,” Howard said, apologetically. “You’re right, Dwight. As long as they ain’t the suppository type that you gotta shove up your ass, I’ll support you all the way.”

“That’s super, dude,” Dwight said. “Marsupial.”

“What did you say?” Howard asked.

“I don’t know,” Dwight admitted. “That word just popped into my head.”

“Whatever,” Howard said. “I’m gonna play some songs on my iPhone. You feel like listening to the Supremes while we work?”

“Sure, dude,” Dwight said. “I’m a superfan of Diana Ross.”

Written for this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday from Linda G. Hill. Linda’s challenge this week is to “use ‘sup’ as a word or find a word that contains it.”

FOWC with Fandango — Quintessential

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FOWCWelcome to July 7, 2018 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “quintessential.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.