“Elizabeth is a strong woman who has a tradition of perseverance,” Diane said. “I support her 100 percent.”
“Oh come on,” Irene said. “Joe is clearly the best solution for healing the wounds that divide our nation.”
“Are you serious?” Betty asked. “He’s like that familiar old hemorrhoid balm that you apply to soothe your burning butthole. It makes you feel better for a little while, but it doesn’t address the root cause of your irritation.”
That’s just gross, Betty,” Irene said.
“All of you are living in some kind of weird fairytale if you think either of those candidates are the answer to beating Trump,” Barbara said. “We need someone who’s going to be more than just a candidate who fills some perceived political gap.”
“Okay, Barbara, I’ll bite,” Diane said, “Who do you think the Dems should nominate?”
Barbara looked from one woman to the other in the small group. She took a sip of her coffee, leaned in and softly whispered a name.
The other three women let out a simultaneous audible gasp.
Written for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (tradition), Your Daily Word Prompt (perseverance), Ragtag Daily Prompt (balm), Word of the Day Challenge (fairy), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (gap).
Melanie’s Share Your World prompt asks us to answer questions that enable us to share our worlds with our fellow bloggers. So let me answer her questions so I can share my world with all of you.
What do fish do all day? What thoughts do you think they have?
Fish, at least the ones who haven’t been caught by fishermen, swim around all day. What thoughts do they have? Well today, the fish in San Francisco are probably thinking how happy they are to be fish swimming around in nice, cool water. Because the humans in San Francisco are dealing today with freakishly hot temperatures.
What celebrity would you have as a SPOUSE, if you HAD to choose?
I don’t know. Maybe that “washed up psycho Bette Midler” since she earned the ire of that crazy fuck, Donald Trump.
What’s the most expensive thing you’ve ever broken?
A car that I totaled in an accident, although it wasn’t my fault. It never is, dammit.
When was the last time you slept more than 9 hours in a stretch? Why?
Nine hours? Seriously, I feel lucky if I can get six hours in a stretch. Why? Why what? Why can’t I sleep for more than nine hours in a stretch? Probably because I can’t go for nine hours in a stretch without having to get up an take a piss.
An Attitude of Gratitude!
Share something you were really grateful for this year (so far):
I’m grateful to all of the people who take time out of their busy days to read, like, and comment on my posts and who follow my blog. Thank you all.
Hello Fandango Fans! Today is voting day in [insert wherever you live here]. Yes, Linda G. Hill is holding her annual badge contest for her One-Liner Wednesday prompt. As Linda noted, thirteen people, including yours truly, are completing for the honor of having their badge serve as the official #1LinerWeds badge for the next 12 months. Here’s my entry:But there are 12 other worthy contenders who have posted some truly creative badges.
So head over to Linda’s voting site and cast your vote. And don’t vote often. Just once.
And remember who sent you there when casting you vote, Fandango Fans!
It was one week ago today. My wife and I were walking our dog at around 9:30 in the morning. It was a gray, cloudy, windy day and it was around 51°F. I said to my wife, “It’s June, for crissake. When is it going to start feeling like summer?” Now I’m sorry I asked.
You may be aware that San Francisco is known for its cool summers. In fact, Mark Twain once asserted, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” It’s a damn shame Twain never actually said that, but that’s beside the point.
So what is my point? My point is that San Francisco is going through one of its rare, highly unusual heat waves. The forecast calls for temperatures to exceed 90 today. The headline on the local paper app on my iPhone informed me that:Isn’t that special? Then I looked at the weather app on my iPhone and saw this.Yikes! Damn you, climate change!
Like most San Francisco city dwellers, our house doesn’t have air conditioning. Why would we? San Francisco high temperatures rarely get out of the 70s even at the height of summer. So when temperatures get into the 90s, things can get uncomfortable. We do have some ceiling fans and one large portable fan, but all they do is circulate hot air.
I know. I’ll pretend I live almost anywhere else on the globe, where people use Celsius rather than Fahrenheit to measure the ambient temperatures. Perhaps if I just think in terms of Celsius, where 91°F equates to 32.8°C, it will seem cooler…or at least sound cooler.
This time I got tagged twice, once by Teresa over at The Haunted Wordsmith, and once by Melanie over at Sparks From a Combustible Mind, to carry the torch for Rory’s 3-2-1 Quote Me! challenge. This time the topic is “success.”
So thanks Teresa and Melanie. Here are my two success quotes.Next I’m supposed to tag three other bloggers to post two (each) quotes about success. However, I am, instead, going to throw this challenge open to anyone who is inspired by my success in responding to this challenge. See if you can match me!