3TC/MLMM Tale Weaver — The Wall

B8B4E75B-C70C-499D-A442-5E32EB6DCA94The idea was to have a bipartisan brunch where both sides could have a civil, productive discussion about border security issues. Twelve senators and representatives, plus a handful of business executives, had been invited and the hope was that each side would demonstrate at least a little empathy for the arguments put forth by the other side.

But by the time the meeting had entered its second hour, the temperature in the room had risen, the volume of the voices had gotten louder, and passions were ignited.

The Republicans insisted that the only way to ensure border security was to build Trump’s wall. The Democrats called the wall Trump’s vanity project and nothing but an empty campaign promise.

Any hint of civility had broken down when Larry Ellison, the chairman of Oracle Corporation, and Tim Cook, the CEO of Apple Inc, simultaneously pushed back their chairs, stood up, and left the room together in disgust.

Once outside of the meeting room, Cooked looked over at Ellison and said, “What a bunch of imbeciles.”

Ellison shook his head in agreement and said to Cook, “We should take a broadsword to the bunch of them.”


Written for Paula Light’s Three Things Challenge, where the three things are “oracle,” “brunch,” and “volume.” Also for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt where the challenge is to write about a wall. And also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (empathy), Ragtag Daily Prompt (temperature), Word of the Day Challenge (passion), and Your Daily Word Prompt (broadsword).

50 Word Thursday — Just Hanging Out

715BC291-B361-4219-B514-B56061E73F75.jpeg“Hello,” said Kermit the frog. “I don’t think I’ve seen you hanging out here before.”

“You haven’t,” said the Pink Panther. “But I like it here. I think I’ll hang around.”

“Funny little thing, aren’t you?” Kermit said.

“Well,” said Pink, “I never thought that was possible.”

“You never thought what was possible?” asked Kermit.

“I never thought I’d be hanging out with the infamous Kermit the Frog,” Pink said.

“But I’m the one who is green with envy,” Kermit said. “You’re a big movie star.”

“But so are you,” Pink said. “I’d be honored to hang out with you.”

(100 word)


Written for this week’s 50 Word Thursday prompt from Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith. The idea is to write a story, which must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments, about the picture above, and to include the line, “Funny little thing, aren’t you?” from Chris Hall’s A Sextet of Shorts.

I also wrote this for Teresa’s Story Starter Challenge, where the line, “I never thought that was possible” should be included in the story.

Rory’s Provocative Questions

2BCDB910-1F46-4510-9D53-06DE165B34B5.pngRory, A Guy Called Bloke, has come up with a series of thought provoking questions. Since I post my own weekly provocative question, how could I refuse to answer Rory’s questions? So off we go.

What is one life lesson that you have had to learn the hard way?

Don’t take yourself so seriously.

What can you do today that you were not capable of a year ago?

Hosting a bunch (three) blogging prompts. Well, I suppose I was capable of doing that a year ago, but until WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt, it never really occurred to me to do so.

What is the difference between living and existing?

Hmm. You must exist in order to live and you must live in order to exist. I guess the difference is, for both living and existing, how you go about it.

If the average human lifespan was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?

I’d have been dead for 30 years, so who cares?

If the average human lifespan was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?

I think I’ve heard this question somewhere before. I just can’t remember where.

Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?

At this point in my life, I know full well how to do the right thing, so I’m not worried about that at all. But when it comes to doing things right, well, that’s why there are contractors.

What impact do you want to leave on the world?

When I’m gone, I’m not likely to have left much of an impact at all, and that’s fine with me. I like being anonymous.

What impact do you want to leave on the world?

Déjà vu all over again.

To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?

To about the same degree as flotsam and jetsam.

Beyond the titles that others have given you, who are you?

I yam what I yam an’ tha’s all I yam.7F978A39-0DA7-46F8-ACBD-ABD00EB556BC

Tell The Story — New Beginnings

803749E7-D070-45F4-9FB5-D8B89A435023I’ve been tagged by Dr. Tanya at Salted Caramel to tell the story about this image.


Dan and Diana first met one another at the breakfast bar at the resort hotel. They began to talk and discovered that each of them had just gotten out of a dysfunctional relationship and had traveled to this island paradise for a new beginning.

They talked for about two hours and discovered that they really had a lot in common. And best of all, they each found the other to be very attractive. At the end of their extended breakfast, Dan asked Diana if she had any specific plans for the day, and when she admitted that she did not, he suggested that they change into their bathing suits and head to the hotel’s beach.

“It will be way too crowded there,” Diana said. “I was here two years ago with my ex, and we found a beautiful beach not too far from here that was practically deserted. We should rent bikes and cycle there.”

“Sounds like a great idea,” Dan said. “Let’s meet at the bike rental desk in half an hour.” Before heading to his room, Dan stopped by at the concierge desk and ordered a picnic lunch basket and a bottle of wine.

Dan was thrilled with Diana, and his depression over his recently failed relationship was lifting. Diana, too, was excited about having met Dan. She had just escaped from an abusive situation and Dan seemed to have a sweet, gentle soul. What a welcome change he would be.

They rented two bikes and rode for about 20 minutes until Diana instructed Dan to follow her off the paved trail. She led him to a pristine beach with fine, white sand gently kissed by calm, aqua water. Other than two beach chaise lounges under a large, straw beach umbrella, the beach was empty. They left their bikes next to a small glade of coconut trees and carried their beach towels, along with the picnic lunch basket that Dan had had ordered, to the chaise lounges.

Once there, Diana gave Dan a sensual look and started to remove her bikini top. Dan stared at her, dumbfounded. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“There’s no one else around,” Diana said, “so I thought it would be fun to go skinny dipping in these gorgeous, calm waters.” By the time she had finished her sentence, she had pulled the string on her bikini bottoms, which fell down to the sand in front of her feet. “Your turn,” she said.

Dan just stood there immobilized, staring at the naked woman standing before him. Growing impatient, Diana walked over to him, still smiling, moistening her slightly parted lips with her tongue. She reached for the waistband of his swimming trunks, but he grabbed her hands and stopped her. “Have you ever heard the expression, ‘it’s not the size of the wand that counts, it’s the magic behind it?’” he asked.

“No. Why?” Diana asked, and then, in one swift move, she yanked his trunks down to his ankles. Her eyes got wide and a puzzled expression appeared on her face.

Dan blushed.

Diana said, “Oh my God, is that all there is?”


So I know I’m supposed to tag three other bloggers to write their own Tell The Story Challenge post to a picture I select. But instead while I’m going to select a picture, I’m not going to tag any particular bloggers. Instead I am going and ask anyone who is interested in running with it to write their own Tell The Story Challenge to this image by Jonathan Kemper at Unsplash.E6E7EA27-2366-45D2-BD71-3571ECBA150E

FOWC with Fandango — Empathy

FOWCWelcome to March 7, 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 “empathy.”

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.