Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember?
Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.
How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.
If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 4th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.
This was originally posted on October 4, 2014 in my old blog.
Honey, Have You Seen My Keys?
Charlie was looking everywhere he could think of in the condo, but he just couldn’t find them.
“Where did I put those goddam keys? Honey, did you see my car keys? I’m running late. Cindy, I can’t find my goddam car keys! Cindy? Cindy? Do you hear me?”
Cindy, who was in the master bathroom in the far end of the condo, called out to Charlie, “Did you check your jacket pockets?”
“Of course I checked my jacket pockets,” Charlie yelled back. “That’s the first place I looked.”
“No! I told you. I already looked there. They’re not in my jacket pockets.”
“Look again,” she repeated. “Indulge me.”
“Fine.” Charlie went to the closet, pulled open the door, and checked every pocket in his two jackets. “Nope, they’re not in my jackets,” he yelled back. “See, I told you they weren’t in my jacket pockets.”
Cindy, rather perturbed, as she, too, was running late and was still putting on her face, trudged from the master bathroom in the back of the condo to the doorway in the front. She walked up to Charlie’s windbreaker, which was hanging on the coat rack by the front door, stuck her hand in the right hand pocket, and pulled out a key chain with Charlie’s car keys on it. “What the fuck, Charlie!” she said, highly annoyed.
“Oh, that jacket. Why the hell didn’t you say that jacket?”