Other Fish in the Sea

72C5F241-C822-4995-834F-02DECC658D3E“Dammit,” Jack said. He was visibly upset as he stormed into my dorm room.

“Hey, dude, what’s got you so shaken?” I asked.

“I asked Barbara to the formal,” Jack said. “She’s such a fox, right? But do you know what she said?”

“Did she turn you down, buddy?”

“Oh yeah, she turned me down, all right,” Jack snarled. “She said I was trash. She called me an animal. She said my family had no money to speak of and that I was beneath her. She made me feel like a real piece of shit.”

“Don’t worry about her,” I said. “She thinks, just because her family comes from wealth, that she’s some sort of hot-shit debutante. But she’s just a snooty bitch and is not worth wasting your time and desire on. There are plenty of other fish in the sea.”

“Yeah, well, I suppose that forgetting about her would obviate the need for me to rent a tux for the formal,” Jack joked.

“Oh come on, buddy. You’ll find someone even finer to take to the dance in no time, Jack,” I said.

“That’s true, dude,” Jack said, a confident smile returning to his face. “They don’t call me Jack B. Nimble for nothing.”


Written for Paula Light’s Three Things Challenge, where the three things are “trash,” “animal,” and “debutante.” Also for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (money), Your Daily Word Prompt (desired), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (obviate), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (nimble). Image credit: Pinterest.

Share Your World — The Month’s End

SYWHere’s Melanie’s latest Share Your World prompt, and the last one for April 2019. So let’s see what she wants us to share and how much I’m willing to go along with sharing.

If you could interview anyone from your life, living or dead, but not a celebrity, who would it be and why?

It would be my father. As I’ve mentioned in a few previous posts, I was too self-absorbed when I was young and when he was still alive to ask him to tell me stories about his youth. He was born in the Ukraine and ended up coming to America when he was around 14 years old, but I don’t know any of the details of his life before reaching the U.S. or his early days in this country. I really regret that.

As a child, did you have a nickname?  Did you carry that with you throughout life or was it only in childhood that you used it?

My father used to call me “Butch,” as did some of my friends, but it never transcended into my adult life. 

Give us three words that describe you:

Old, liberal, young at heart.

Sneaking into a second movie at the theater (if you go to a movie house)? Is that wrong or just harmless ‘fun’?

It’s not something I’ve ever done, but it doesn’t sound to me like a heinous crime.

If you had a time machine would you go back to the past or forward into the future?Why?

B63230AC-5ECE-412D-9074-8D8C205F2E8FIf I had a Wayback Machine, and Sherman and Mr. Peabody could go with me, I’d visit the past. To me, the future looks pretty bleak.

What were you thankful for during April?

That no one I know personally died.

Y is for Yankees

9B98C3B5-973C-4665-A5FD-6746012E81A1The New York Yankees — the baseball team I love to hate.

When I was a lad growing up in the Washington, DC area in the mid-fifties and sixties, my favorite baseball team was the Washington Senators. They played in the American League and their arch rivals were the New York Yankees. Back then, the Yankees were the perennial American League champs, while the hapless Senators were the basement dwellers.

There used to be this saying, “Washington: first in peace, first in war, last in the American League.” Most Senators fans, including me, hated the Yankees.7715B4F8-1531-462C-884B-0C32EC35431CThere was even a 1956 Tony Award winning Broadway musical and a 1958 movie version titled “Damn Yankees.”

It was about a frustrated Senators fan who makes a pact with the Devil to help the baseball team win the American league pennant against the Yankees. I loved that movie!

About 35 years later, my family and I moved to the Boston area, where, once again, my home town team, this time the Boston Red Sox, and the New York Yankees were — and still are — fierce rivals.

And even though it’s been a decade since I moved to San Francisco, I still, to this day, hate the Yankees just as much I did when I was a kid in DC and for the almost 20 years we lived near Boston.

In fact, the only thing I hate worse than the Red Sox losing is the Yankees winning.


Previous A to Z Challenge 2019 posts:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #11

FFFCWelcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

I want to sincerely thank everyone who has participated in these challenges so far. Your posts have been very creative. I hope this week’s image will also generate some great posts as well.

So now it’s time for my eleventh weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from Ekrulila@pexels.com. 9B2E06EA-4FF0-48A8-90EB-E53654352CF4If this picture inspires you and you wish to participate, please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to this post.

Note: some bloggers have had issues with pingbacks showing up lately, so if you don’t see it shortly after you published your post, you might want manually add your link in the comments.

Please take a few minutes to read some of the other responses to this photo challenge. And most important, have fun.

FOWC with Fandango — Obviate

FOWCWelcome to April 29, 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 “obviate.”

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.

Note: some bloggers have had issues with pingbacks showing up lately, so if you don’t see it shortly after you published your post, you might want manually add your link in the comments.

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