The Real Me

F0622FB8-B599-4BB1-8ACF-1DC3C2376ECERory, A Guy Called Bloke, wants to know the real me. He asks, “What is or who is The Really You? No, really, as in really you? Who are you really? That’s basically what this game is about — who are you — who is — the really you!

To that end, every week he’s going to pose three questions to find out who we really are.

So who am I really? Let’s find out.

What is your favorite sweet treat?

Ben & Jerry’s Stephen Colbert’s Americone Dream ice cream.5A47A1CA-8BDE-4CC0-A96E-AEAA7C7B0CEC

If you want to really relax – what is your go to?

I go to the freezer, pull out a pint of Ben & Jerry’s Stephen Colbert’s Americone Dream ice cream, and sit down on the couch and watch a bunch of HGTV House Hunters shows while enjoying the ice cream.

What is your guiltiest pleasure?

At the risk of being redundant, it’s my daily helping of Ben & Jerry’s Stephen Colbert’s Americone Dream ice cream.

The Interrogation

DB9380F7-F0D3-4829-A5CB-F35A31CE1BC0 “We’ve got you dead to rights,” the first detective said.

“So you might as well confess because we’ve got the goods on you, pal,” the second detective added.

“What are you talking about?” I asked. “Why am I here? What are you accusing me of.”

“Oh, playing it coy, are you?” detective one said. “We got a search warrant and found the body in your basement.”

“The body?” I asked. “What body? And what’s the deal with a search warrant?”

“We got a call from your neighbor and she said she saw you drag a body into your house last night,” detective two said.

“You mean old Mrs. Higgenbotham?” I asked. “First of all, she’s blind as a bat. Second of all….”

“We saw the damn body, pal,” detective one interrupted.

“The guy’s face was a mess and you put a plastic bag over his head,” detective two said. “Probably death by asphyxiation.”

I couldn’t help myself. I started laughing. “Listen, my job is to design window displays for the local department store. What I dragged into my house last night was a plaster mannequin that I need to repair. 7F070DE8-E3F2-42C5-BE08-B5C3D0E8E8DBDetective one’s cellphone rang. “It’s the medical examiner,” he said to detective two. Then, talking into the phone, he said, “Yes, Doc, I see. Yes, I’m sorry for wasting your time, Doc.”

Then he looked at me and said, “You’re free to go.”


Written for today’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt from Donna McNicol (photo credit: MicheleBlanche) and for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Sunday Writing Prompt.

Who Won The Week? 11/10/19

10CC3057-4EEA-4C80-B8C1-700C0FC6C906It’s time for another Who Won the Week prompt. The idea behind Who Won the Week is for you to select who you think “won” this past week. Your selection can be anyone or anything — politicians, celebrities, athletes, authors, bloggers, your friends or family members, books, movies, TV shows, businesses, organizations, whatever.

I will be posting this prompt on Sunday mornings (my time). If you want to participate, write your own post designating who you think won the week and why you think they deserve your nod. Then link back to this post and tag you post with FWWTW.

My pick for this week is The Equal Rights Amendment.

What is the Equal Rights Amendment, you ask? That’s an excellent question. The Equal Rights Amendment (ERA) is a proposed amendment to the United States Constitution designed to guarantee equal legal rights for all American citizens regardless of sex. It seeks to end the legal distinctions between men and women in terms of divorce, property, employment, and other matters. No brainer, right?

The ERA was originally introduced in Congress in December 1923 — nearly a century ago. In order for the ERA to be added to the U.S. Constitution, it must be ratified by 38 of the 50 states. Right now, 37 states have ratified the ERA, although five state legislatures (Idaho, Kentucky, Nebraska, Tennessee, and South Dakota) voted to revoke their ERA ratifications. But it remains an unresolved legal question as to whether a state can revoke its ratification of a federal constitutional amendment.

So why do I think the Equal Rights Amendment won the week? This past Tuesday, the elections in Virginia turned that state blue. Democrats won control of Virginia’s legislature and it has a Democratic governor. The incoming state legislators have expressed their intent to hold a vote on ratification, and, if passed, it would make Virginia the 38th state to ratify the amendment, if the five revoked ratifications are included.

Further action from Congress may be required before the ERA can be admitted as a constitutional amendment, but after 97 years since the ERA was first introduced in Congress, America may finally end the legal distinctions between men and women. It’s about fucking time.

And now it’s your turn, folks. Who (or what) do you think won the week?

Song Lyric Sunday — Would You Marry Me Anyway?

For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt, Jim Adams has given us the words Could, Might, Should, and Would as the theme. The song I decided to go with is the Bobby Darin version of “If I Were a Carpenter.”

The song was written by the folk singer Tim Hardin, who performed it at Woodstock in 1969. Hardin dealt with drug problems and died in 1980 at age 39. In 1966, it was a top ten hit for Bobby Darin, reaching number 8 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart. It turned out to be Darin’s last big hit. Darin died in 1973 at age 37.

Hardin was unhappy with the way Bobby Darin had appropriated his vocal style for the song. He apparently hated Darin’s lushly orchestrated version. Hardin appreciated that people were listening to his music, but he wanted them to hear him doing it.

There were covers of the song from Joan Baez, The Four Tops, Johnny Cash and June Carter, Bob Seger, and Robert Plant. Here is the version sung by its writer, Tim Hardin.

The song is the story of a man asking an elegant woman if she would still love and marry him and have his baby if he was just a carpenter. Some have suggested that there may have been some biblical meaning, as Jesus was a carpenter.

Here are the song’s lyrics.

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby

If a tinker were my trade
Would you still find me
Carryin’ the pots I made
Followin’ behind me?

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I’m given you my oneliness
Come give your tomorrow

If I were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your color box
And your soft shoe shining?

If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me?
Answer me babe, yes I would
I’ll put you above me

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?
Would you marry anyway?
Would you have my baby?

FOWC with Fandango — Tout

FOWCWelcome to November 10, 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 “tout.”

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.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please 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.