Sunday Photo Fiction — Thirst

B59B6055-1DDA-4BA8-8776-64F92A5DEE1BHe knew the odds were against him, but his back was to the wall. It was his only way to save his home, his marriage, and his family, so he had to take the chance. It didn’t pan out.

They dropped him off in the middle of the Arizona desert, assuming that he wouldn’t survive the extreme heat for more than a day or two. This was the price you paid for having welshed on a bet when the mob is involved. Theirs was a take no prisoners mentality and he knew that from the get-go.

He scanned the barren land before him, seeing no signs of civilization anywhere along the horizon. And worse, no signs of water. He knew that temperatures in the desert would reach the low 100s by midday. There was nowhere to hide from the sun. No trees to shade him, not even a cactus large enough to shield him.

He decided to accept his fate and to give up. It was his karma. He was getting exactly what he deserved. As the sun rose on the second day, he knew it would be his last.

Until he heard the sounds of the helicopter blades overhead.

(200 words)


Written for Susan Spaulding’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt. Photo credit: Joy Pixley.

To Infinity and Beyond

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“You’re wasting you time with all this space nonsense,” Al’s father said. “You should spend your time more productively. Do something meaningful.”

“Excuse me, Dad, but how I spend my leisure time is up to me,” Al responded. “Besides, the universe is so infinite and yet is such a mystery that it’s tantalizing to me. I can’t believe, Dad, that you have no appreciation for it.”

“You need to get your head out of the stars,” Al’s father said. “You’ve been watching too much of that “Doctor Who” crap on TV with that traveling Time Lord and that Star Trek nonsense with its holodeck, and Klingon aliens.”

“Dad, we can learn so much about our origins from the universe, and gain a better understanding of the transitory nature of our existence on this tiny planet we all share,” Al responded. “Your generation needs to stop being so sequacious in your narrow minded perspectives.”

“Al,” his father said, “you’d better get your head right or you’re going to give the Einstein family name a bad reputation.”


Written for today’s Three Things Challenge , where the three things are Time Lord, holodeck, and Klingon, and for the Worth a Thousand Words challenge (Photo credit: NASA and JPL).

Also for one-word prompts from the Word of the Day Challenge, the Ragtag Daily Prompt, Your Daily Word Prompt, Randomness Inked, Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, Daily Addictions, and Scotts Daily Prompt.

Reblog: Give me that old-time delusion, it’s good enough for me

It’s Sunday, so how could I resist reblogging this?

THE SHINBONE STAR

Donald Trump warned of violence in America’s streets if his Trumplican Party candidates aren’t elected in the November midterms.

“The level of hatred, the level of anger is unbelievable. Part of it is because of some of the things I’ve done for you and for me and for my family, but I’ve done them,“ a very Delusional Donald told evangelical leaders gathered last week in a closed-door White House meeting.

However, his pronouncements were secretly recorded and leaked to NBC-TV.

“This Nov. 6 election is very much a referendum on not only me, it’s a referendum on your religion, it’s a referendum on free speech and the First Amendment,” he postulated.

As always, Trump made the event about “ME.”

He warned evangelicals that there would be “violence” if Republicans lose the House in the November midterm elections.

“You’re one election away from losing everything that you’ve got,” he told his…

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Song Lyric Sunday — Fun Fun Fun

Helen Vahdati chose the theme “car/cars” for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt. No fewer than six songs popped into my head when I read Helen’s theme, but in the end I decided to go with The Beach Boys and their song, “Fun Fun Fun.”

“Fun Fun Fun” was written by The Beach Boys’ Brian Wilson and Mike Love and was released in 1964 as a single, later appearing on the band’s album Shut Down Volume 2.

The song, which managed to reach number 5 on the Billboard charts, is a classic American song about girls and cars. A rebellious daughter borrows her father’s Ford Thunderbird, claiming she’s going to the library to study. Instead, she uses it to show up other drivers. Her dad eventually finds out and takes his T-Bird back, but she retaliates by running off with someone who fell in love with her after watching her drive.

There were many rumors about the identity of the girl in the song, but Mike Love said, “As far as I know, there was no particular girl that was the inspiration for that song. It was more generic. Because, what kid, when they get their driver’s license, doesn’t want to borrow the family car and go cruisin’ through the hamburger stand, or they say they need to go to the library, but who knows?”

Here are the lyrics to “Fun Fun Fun.”

Well she got her daddy’s car
And she’s cruisin’ through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now

And she’ll have fun fun fun
‘Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun ’til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)

Well the girls can’t stand her
‘Cause she walks, looks, and drives like an ace now
(You walk like an ace now you walk like an ace)
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now
(You look like an ace now you look like an ace)
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(You drive like an ace now you drive like an ace)

And she’ll have fun fun fun
‘Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun ’til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)

Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin’ wise to you now
(You shouldn’t have lied now you shouldn’t have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
You’ve been thinking that your fun is all through now
(You shouldn’t have lied now you shouldn’t have lied)

But you can come along with me
‘Cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
(You shouldn’t have lied now you shouldn’t have lied)

And we’ll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
And we’ll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)

The Singularity

3B238185-F303-4156-ABB1-A4113F02284B“Heed my warning,” the speaker said. “We are on the superhighway toward The Singularity. What is The Singularity, you ask? It is simply the hypothesis that the invention of artificial superintelligence, or ASI, will abruptly trigger runaway technological growth, resulting in unfathomable changes to human civilization.”

Not a sound could heard in the auditorium. The speaker continued “We are quickly approaching the hour when the robot will soon become ubiquitous in our society. Man and machine will merge. The human and the robot will look from one to the other and will not be able to determine which is flesh and blood and which is electronic.

“Oh, it won’t be all bad,” the speaker said. “These robots will be durable, close to indestructible. They will do the jobs that humans either cannot or will not do. They will also be beautiful and sensual and can be available to help you to spice up your life and to satisfy your carnal desires.”

There were some chuckles among the audience at the talk of sexy robots. But then the speaker leaned in and said in a booming voice, “Do not be so easily seduced. Do not allow the allure of sex toys and slave labor to poison your common sense. The Singularity is a noose around your collective necks. This is not the inheritance you should want to leave to the generations that follow.”

The chuckles turn to angry shouts. “We must stop The Singularity,” the speaker shouted. “We cannot permit runaway technology to fundamentally change humanity. It is an affront to our Lord, the Creator, and it must be stopped. The machines must be destroyed before it’s too late.”

The crowd was on its feet, chanting “Destroy the Machines” as meeting monitors handed out laser blasters and tiki torches to the assembled.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, The Word of the Day Challenge, the Ragtag Daily Prompt, Your Daily Word Prompt, Daily Addictions, Scotts Daily Prompt, and for the Three Things Challenge, where the things are poison, noose, and inheritance.

And yes, I know, these prompts were all from yesterday, September 1st, but I was late getting a round tuit.