It’s So Over

8185EF7E-7A87-44AF-94C2-ED3ADC809E04There is a reason that I don’t trust you anymore.

The infatuation I once felt for you has dissipated.

You have no scruples, no conscience, no morals.

And you lie with an incredible flare.

You’ve made it clear to me that I’m the last thing you ever really cared about.

All you care about is you.

I gave you my heart and you ripped it right out of my chest.

So now I’m walking away.

There’s nothing left of me to give to you.

It’s so over.


Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (reason), Word of the Day Challenge (trust), Your Daily Word Prompt (infatuation), Ragtag Daily Prompt (flare).

There’s Something in the Water

E501CA4B-4E9A-40CD-AA76-B77B54EA5099The older men were really excited about their excursion to the Roman baths. Each had receive an invitation to spend the day at the spa. Upon arrival, they changed into their bathing trunks, were given thick, luxurious towels, and were led to the pool area.

Steam was rising from the crystal clear, natural hot springs-fed pool around which the structure was built. Soaking in the water was thought to be therapeutic, and these old geezers needed all they help they could get to heal their aging bodies.

Abe was the first to jump into the pool and a big “Ahh” escaped from his mouth as the hot, steamy water embraced him. Harold and Gerry followed Abe into the pool and they, too, felt the warm hug of the healing water.

The three old men had been soaking in the pool for about 30 minutes when Abe got a look of concern on his face. “Abe, are you okay?” Harold asked.

“I don’t know,” he said. “I’m feeling really strange. Something’s not right.”

“You know,” Gerry chimed in, “I’m feeling a bit strange myself.”

Concerned, Harold signaled the attendant to come over to where the three men were soaking. “Is there something I can help you with?” the attendant asked.

“Yes,” said Gerry. “My two friends here are feeling kind of strange. In fact, so am I.”

“Strange?” the attendant said. “Can you describe what you’re feeling?”

Abe was the first to answer. “I’m no longer here. I am somewhere else, somewhere eerie, frightening.”

“What do you see?” the attendant asked.

Harold jumped in. “I’m on a dirt road out in the country, the sky is yellow, with dark storm clouds gathering.”

And then Abe said, “Yes! I see ghost-like bodies slowly walking towards me and these strange, cat-like eyes up in the storm clouds staring down at me.”

Gerry the added, “And there’s a bare tree, a black crow, and a full moon. What is going on? Why are the three of us seeing the same vision?”DF270263-0585-4409-A54B-60772BA058C8The attendant got a broad smile on his face. “Ah, it’s working,” he said.

“What’s working?” Abe asked, a sense of panic in his voice.

“It’s experimental,” the attendant said. “We put something into the water to cause you three to have a common hallucination.”

“Why would you do such a thing?” Gerry asked.

“It’s a process to help you begin your journey to the other side,” the attendant explained. “That’s what you’re seeing, the other side.”

“But I don’t want to go to the other side,” Abe objected.

“You have no choice,” the attendant said. “This is a new government mandate. The Bureau of Elderly Affairs has conducted a cost/benefit analysis. You three gentlemen have reached the age where the cost of keeping you healthy and alive now exceeds the benefits you offer to society. You are our first to be entered into this process.”

“You can’t be serious!” Harold shouted.

“Oh but I am,” the attendant said. “Thank you, gentlemen. Your participation in our experiment has been a resounding success. Have a pleasant journey.”


I was tagged by two bloggers to “Tell the Story.” First, Mel, Crushed Caramel, tagged me to tell the story about the picture at the top of this post. And then Di, Pensitivity101, tagged me to tell the story about the second image above. I decided to combine the two prompts into this single post.

I’m not going to post a new photo and tag any other bloggers to tell the story about it. Instead, I invite anyone who is inspired by either of these images to write a post telling the story.

Share Your World — Well, Sort Of

This week Melanie, at Sparks From a Combustible Mind, has a special Valentine’s Day edition of Share Your World. She’s calling it “Share Your Heartfelt World,” and, as she said, “This week, instead of gratitude/thankful for question(s), I’m asking romantic, squishy booby hug, possibly sappy and overly sugary QUESTIONS about love.”

Truth be told, I’m not really the romantic, squishy booby hug, sappy, and overly sugary type. I’m more of a practical, pragmatic kind of a guy. Hence, I’m going to opt out of her “heartfelt” questions and stick with her “matter of fact” ones. But if you’re interested in seeing her sappy, Valentine’s Day questions, click HERE.

So with that said….

What’s your favorite way to spend a weekend?

As a retiree, my weekends last seven days. That said, our two grown kids are not retired and both work during the week. So weekends are the opportunity we have to spend some time with them, whether it’s heading to their respective neighborhoods or them coming to visit us.

Who do you admire most in the world?

Hmm. These days I don’t find too many truly admirable people. That said, I think that as a class of people, I’d have to focus on teachers. They are overworked and underpaid and are expected to shape the minds of our most precious possessions, our children. They should be much more admired — and valued — than they are.

 What do you regret not doing?

Not winning the Powerball or Mega Millions lottery.026DE52E-7C07-4F0E-8ED9-46794C3A2D68

If you see a puddle on the ground, do you walk around it or over/in it?

It depends upon what kind of footwear, if any, I have on. If I’m barefoot or wearing rain boots, I’ll definitely step in. Otherwise, I’ll step over or around it.

Been There or Not

8DD10808-A2AA-4659-B358-7464172A9527I used to think of myself as a man of the world — a well-traveled, fairly learned, and sophisticated man. But it’s just not true. Not by a long shot.

A friend of mine told me about an app for the iPhone (and I assume there’s an Android version as well) called “Been.” The app allows you to identify all of the countries across the globe you’ve ever been to. I thought that would be cool, so I downloaded the app from the Apple App Store.

I started tagging all of the countries I’ve traveled to. I even went so far as to tag all of the states in the United States I’ve been to.

The good news is that I’ve been to all 50 states in the U.S. And I’ve been to three countries (Canada, U.S., and Mexico) in North America.

But then my “man of the world” self-image got destroyed. I’ve been to just 12 countries in Europe and only one in Asia (Israel).

And I’ve never been to any of the countries of Central America, which “Been” considers to part of North America. Or to any countries in South America. Or Africa. Or Oceania (Australia, New Zealand, South Pacific islands, etc). Sheesh!

I’ve never been south of the equator. And the furthest east I’ve ever been is western Russia.

The map below, from the “Been” app, shows in orange the countries of the world I’ve been to. The counties I have never been to are shown in gray.DA03A0BF-A799-4995-9577-90E946947DBBYes, I know. Very little orange and a whole lot of gray.

I’ve never had a bucket list, but I think I might start one. And at the top of that list will be to turn this map a whole lot more orange than it currently is.

Now all I have to do is win the lottery so that I can afford to fund the one and only item on my bucket list.

FOWC with Fandango — Reason

FOWCWelcome to February 11, 2019 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 “reason.”

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.