Imagination & Creativity

4BD10C8D-9B51-4F97-B1FC-6F31F73F6641Rory, aka A Guy Called Bloke, aka The King of Questions, has decided to grace us with, um, some questions. This time his questions are all about imagination and creativity.

So let’s give it a go, shall we?

What is creativity? 

It’s imagination coupled with outside-the-box thinking.

Is creativity a good thing to have?

It’s a whole lot better than a stick in the eye, that’s for sure.

How much does a mountain weigh?

Just enough to make it hard to move.

If the wheel had not been inventented, where we would be now?

Massaging our sore feet.

How many books in the average library?

An average number.

Why do we wear shoes, l mean is it really important?

Yes, it’s important to wear good, comfortable shoes, especially since the wheel has not yet been invented.

What’s more important, creativity, imagination or knowledge and why?


Do you think that creativity is part of human nature or is it something that must be nurtured and learned? I mean are we born creative?

We are born creative, but we are taught conformity, which kills creativity in a lot of kids growing up.

What’s the worst name you could give a raccoon?

I would say “Rocky,” but the Beatles beat me to it.

What the best name you could give your goldfish?

Filet ‘o Fish

If you could curse someone – what curse would you choose?

May every empty parking space you see in the parking lot have a motorcycle parked in it when you get to it.

If you were in the worst possible natural disaster you could be in would you survive?

I would hope so, but if I didn’t, well, c’est la vie, right? Well, maybe not.

What was your natural disaster then?

An earthquake. Like a really, really big, nasty one.

You have been tasked with the role of imagining a new government – what would you conjure up and why?

One in which all citizens are treated equally, regardless of national origin, race, gender, sexual orientation, or butt size.

What is imagination in your eyes?

Oh, is that imagination? I thought it was an eyelash.

Given the choice would you prefer to be creative, imaginative, inventive, or self aware?



As Scottish poet Robert Burns wrote, “O wad some Power the giftie gie us, to see oursels as ithers see us!

Out-of-Body Experience

6009676C-8D79-4867-9625-3AF9CB3318B3“Yes, of course I believe in astral projection,” the woman standing at the podium said in response to a question from the audience. “I, personally, have had many out-of-body experiences.”

Hank looked at his wife and shook his head. “This is total bullshit. Let’s get out of here.”

“Oh, ye of little faith,” Sandra whispered back. “Sit back and listen, you may actually learn something.”

Hank stood up and addressed the speaker. “What exactly is an out-of-body experience?” he asked.

“Thank you for your question,” the speaker said. “An out-of-body experience occurs when your astral body leaves your physical body and travels to the astral plane. The astral plane is the level beyond the physical, the realm of dreams, spirits, and psychic phenomena, the substance and vehicle for contact between the material and the mystical. It is one of the seven planes of being. Humans generally live on the material plane.”

Hank rolled his eyes.

“I see that you are a skeptic,” the woman said. “But you can’t just dismiss the experiences of a substantial number of people. It often happens when people are in the midst of a near-death event. For example, people report finding themselves floating near the ceiling of their hospital rooms, perhaps observing medical staff attempting to revive them.”

“Your whole concept of an out-of-body experience,” Hank said, “assumes the existence of a soul, or what you call an “astral body,” that is separate from the physical body and is capable of travelling outside it throughout the universe. That’s nonsense.”

“It’s not nonsense. It’s even referenced in the Bible,” the speaker said. “The apostle Paul, in 2 Corinthians 12:1–4, said….”

“Seriously, the Bible? Hank interrupted. “That’s it, we’re outta here.” He grabbed Sandra’s hand and pulled her up. “Let’s hit the road with all deliberate speed before I start having my own out-of body experience and this thing turns ugly.”

Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (astral), The Daily Spur (woman), Your Daily Word Prompt (substantial), Ragtag Daily Prompt (road), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (speed), and Swimmers (ugly).

While I Was Sleeping

When I wake up in the morning, one of the first things I do is go to my WordPress app and check my stats to see how many views my blog got while I was sleeping. Typically, that number is between 85 and 120. But this morning I saw this.B301FCED-E6AC-494F-A483-E19788820D71Yes, that’s right. Almost 600 views, a number of views that is higher than what I usually get in total on an average day!

And then I saw this in my Reader.66F58CDC-9742-493F-98B5-3BBD1634C608464 hourly views when my normal hourly average is more like 22! What?

Of the 599 views when I awoke this morning, 306 were “Home Page/Archives,” and I noticed that a lot of the posts viewed were older ones. Only 60 of the views were of the three posts that I had scheduled to be published overnight.

I checked my Spam and Trash folder and there were a few posts in each, which all appeared to be legitimate spam and trash comments.

So either my blog has been hacked or there is yet another glitch in WordPress, this one dealing with how it tracks blog visits.

Is anyone else having an unusually high number of views showing up in your stats page today?

Sunday Photo Fiction — The Revenge of Smaug

B7B508CD-0DFD-4CA6-A0BB-35E85796F17FPeter was excited about showing off the dragon he had made for the oral book report he would be giving to his class.

It took Peter only a few days to read J.R.R. Tolkien’s book, “The Hobbit,” But even with his father’s help, it took nearly three weeks to build a model of Smaug, considered to be the last great dragon of the Middle-Earth.

Peter and his father worked together almost every night when Peter’s father came home from the office, plus several hours each weekend, until they had finished the model. They even constructed a fulcrum-like mechanism, which enabled Peter to manipulate Smaug’s head to swing both up and down and from side to side. Peter was so proud.

On the day of the book report, Peter carefully put the dragon into a large cardboard box, and Peter’s father drove him to school. Peter got up and gave the oral book report and then unveiled Smaug to the oohs and aahs of his classmates.

After school that day, the class bully demanded that Peter give him Smaug, which Peter reluctantly did.

A few days later, the class bully was reported missing, never to be seen again. Neither was Smaug.

(200 words)

Written for this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt from Susan Spaulding. Photo credit: A Mixed Bag.

Song Lyric Sunday — Ouch

For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday, the Marquis de Sade, I mean Jim Adams, has gone sadistic. His theme is “Hurt/Pain/Agony/Suffer.” To me, all of those words apply to many of us who have experienced a love gone bad. We feel hurt, we experience at least emotional pain, we suffer, and we agonize. And for me, the song that epitomizes such pain is the 1965 recording from Little Anthony & the Imperials, “Hurt So Bad.”

The Little Anthony & the Imperials song was written by Teddy Randazzo, Bobby Weinstein, and Bobby Hart. The song reached number ten on the Billboard Hot 100 and it has become one of Little Anthony & the Imperials’ best-known songs, one which has inspired numerous cover versions.

“Hurt So Bad” is a song about a man who feels intense pain when he sees his former love. According to mutual friends, she is doing quite well without him. And even though she caused him so much pain, he still begs her to come back to him, saying, “You loved me before/Please love me again.”

Here are the lyrics to the song.

I know you
Don’t know what I’m goin’ through
Standing here
Looking at you

Well, let me tell you that it
(Hurt) Hurts so bad (hurts so bad)
It makes me feel so sad (hurts so bad)
It makes me hurt so bad
To see you again

Like needles and pins, people say
You’ve been making out okay
She’s in love, don’t stand in her way

Well, let me tell you that it
(Hurt) Hurts so bad (hurts so bad)
It makes me feel so sad (hurts so bad)
It’s gonna hurt so bad
If you walk away

Why don’t you stay and let me make it up to you
(Stay) I’ll do anything you want me to
You loved me before
Please love me again
I can’t let you go back to him

Please don’t go, please don’t go
Oh, hurts so bad
Come back, it hurts so bad
Don’t make it hurt so bad
I’m beggin’ you please