Even More Q&A

Blackboard with chalkMelanie, over at Sparks From a Combustible Mind, was nominated for two blogging awards, the Sunshine Blogger Award and the Leibster Award. Melanie answered all of the questions the bloggers who nominated her asked, and then she concocted a bunch of her own questions.

But when it came to nominating 5 to 11 other bloggers for the award, she rebelled and wrote, “I nominate anyone who cares to answer these questions.” Well, I’m anybody and I care to answer her questions. So here goes.

When making an entrance in to a party, do you make your presence known? Do you slip in and look for someone you know? Do you sneak in quietly and find a safe spot to roost?

I’m really not much of a party goer, so I rarely have to decide how to make an entrance to a party. But since I’m a bit of an introvert, I would seek out someone — anyone — I know and hang out with them until it’s time to go.

Do you like eggs?  If so, what’s your favorite style in which they are prepared?  Scrambled, over easy, hard or soft boiled etc…?

Yes, I do like eggs. Over easy unless I want something mixed in with my eggs, in which case I’d choose either an omelette or a soft scramble.

What is your strongest sense? If you had to give one up, which would it be?

My strongest sense is my sense of humor and I would never give that up. As to which sense I would give up, it would be to never, ever watch the movie “The Sixth Sense” again.

What is one guilty pleasure you enjoy too much to give up?

Ben & Jerry’s Stephen Colbert’s Americone Dream ice cream.

How has your birth order/characteristics of siblings affected you?

I had two much older sisters who treated me more like their child than their baby brother. They spoiled me rotten.

If you could restore one broken relationship, which would it be?

None. I’m perfectly happy with the relationship I have with my wife. Okay, on the count of three, everyone say “Awwww.” One, two, three.

How difficult is it for you to forgive someone who refuses to apologize?

Not difficult at all. I would simply refuse to ever forgive someone who refuses to apologize.

When did you immediately click with someone you just met? Why? What was the long term result? Conversely, are you close with anyone now that you really disliked at first?

I clicked the instant I met the woman who eventually became my wife. It took her a lot longer for me to click with her. But I persisted and she relented and the rest is history.

What was the best news you ever received?

When my son got his acceptance letter to an Ivy League college.

In what area of your life are you immature?

I asked my wife to help me with this question. Her response: “In what area of your life are you not immature?”

When sleeping: Fan or No Fan OR noise or no background noise?

No fan, no noise. Just very dark and very quiet.

If anyone else wants to take on these questions, go for it.

The Mind of Donald Trump

Donald Trump“The id, ego, and superego are the names for the three parts of the human personality which are part of Sigmund Freud’s psychoanalytic mind,” the psychology professor said.

“Freud said these three parts combine to create the complex behavior of human beings. The id is the primitive and instinctual part of the mind that contains sexual and aggressive drives and hidden memories. The ego,” he continued, “is the realistic part of the mind that mediates between the raw desires of the id and the superego.”

The professor paused for a moment and then asked, “Who can tell us what the superego is?”

Mark raised his hand, and when the professor called on him, Mark rose and said, “Donald Trump is the superego.”

“Well, this is awkward,” the professor said. “Actually, Mark, the superego is the component of personality composed of our internalized ideals that we have acquired from our parents and society. The superego works to suppress the urges of the id and tries to make the ego behave morally, rather than realistically. So Donald Trump may be many things, but he definitely does not operate like the mind’s moral compass.”

“So,” another student said, “Donald Trump is all id and no superego, since he is totally without morals.”

“I cannot abide by these baseless insults to the man who serves as the President of the United States,” said a student in the back of the class wearing a red MAGA hat. The student gathered his books and papers, stood up, and defiantly walked out of the classroom.

“Don’t worry,” the professor said to the rest of the class. “This whole situation we find ourselves in with Donald Trump is reversible. All we have to do is vote for the Democratic candidates in November and it will be a blow to Donald Trump’s overblown ego, which, by the way, is not the same as a superego.”

Written for these daily prompts:

  • Word of the Day Challenge: awkward
  • Ragtag Daily Prompt: abide
  • Your Daily Word Prompt: reversible
  • Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: ego

Sunday Photo Fiction — Freak Show

img_2120Marjorie was killing time marching around the large planter in the backyard garden. Henry, her older brother, was transfixed by a strange looking insect crawling on the patio. They were both waiting for their father to take them to the circus.

After a few minutes their father called out to them from the house. “Come on, kids. Let’s go to the circus and see what kind of trouble we can get into.”

Marjorie and Henry scurried into the house and grabbed their things. They loved going to the circus. Henry was a traditionalist and loved sitting under the big top, watching the clowns, the trapeze artists, and the animal trainers. Marjorie, even though still very young, had a strange fascination for the macabre. She was particularly enamored with the more carnival-like freak show tent.

Because Henry was thirteen, his father let him go into the main circus tent on his own. But since Marjorie was not yet four, he accompanied her. She was so excited by all the strange exhibits on display and when they got to a stand that was selling stuffed animals and dolls, she pointed to one doll and asked her father to buy it for her.img_2122

(200 words)

Written for Sue Spaulding’s Sunday Photo Fiction. Photo credit: James Pyles. And for Teresa’s Three Things Challenge (circus, carnival, and freak show). And for Teresa’s Photo prompt, Worth a Thousand Words. Image credit: Desertrose7@pixabay.com. Thanks

Song Lyric Sunday — A Case of You

Helen Vahdati’s theme for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt is “drink.” There are tons of songs about drinking, drinkers, and drunks. But the song I came up with is one I would describe as being a little out of the way. Unless you happen to be a Joni Mitchell fan, like I am. If so, then you know her song, “A Case of You,” from her 1971 album Blue.

“A Case of You” is a melancholy song about a failed relationship and the hurt that remains afterwards. Mitchell supposedly wrote this song after her breakup with Graham Nash, although some claim that it’s about Leonard Cohen. In either case, it’s the quintessential after-the-fact love song. She understands that you have to feel love deeply enough to mourn its passing.

Here are the song’s lyrics.

Just before our love got lost you said,
“I am as constant as a northern star.”
And I said, “Constantly in the darkness.
Where’s that at? If you want me I’ll be in the bar.”

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice

Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling
And I’d still be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet

Oh, I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I’m frightened by the devil
And I’m drawn to those ones that ain’t afraid
I remember that time you told me
“Love is touching souls”
Well surely you touched mine
‘Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

Oh, you’re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you, darling
And I’d still be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said, “Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed”

Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling
And I’d still be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet.

FOWC with Fandango — Ego

FOWCWelcome to August 5, 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 “ego.”

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.