Day: June 18, 2021

Fibbing Friday — Weather Report

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Frank (aka PCGuy) and Di (aka Pensitivity101) alternate as hosts for Fibbing Friday, a silly little exercise where we are to write a post with our answers to the ten questions below. But as the title suggests, truth is not an option. The idea is to fib a little, a lot, tell whoppers, be inventive, silly, or even outrageous, in our responses. Today is Di’s turn to host and here are her questions.

1. What is meant by a break in the weather?

It’s when the winds are so severe, for example when a hurricane or a tornado hits, and the limbs from nearly all trees in the path of the storm break off and cause significant property damage.

2. Why does thunder clap?

Because it can’t talk and say “bravo!”

3. What is a heat wave?

It’s what you do with your hand when you grab the handle of a hot frying pan without wearing an oven mitt.

4. What are hot pants?

It’s that pair of pants that you grab right out of the clothes dryer and put on before they cool off.

5. Who or what is canned heat?

6. Who sang ‘The heat is on’?

Hot Tuna.

7. Where will you find hot air?

Inside a hot air balloon.

8. Who starred in the film “Heat”?

Pyro.

9. Who or what is Hot Gossip?

It’s when women get together and talk about their hottest sexual encounters.

10. What is a hot toddy?

It’s what happens when you’re roasting marshmallows over an open fire and put a hot roasted marshmallow in your mouth right after removing it from the flame.

Rest In Peace

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Simple wooden tombstones with their letters burned onto their surfaces in a slipshod manner stand askew in the paupers wing of the cemetery reserved for the anonymous dead.

Written for the following daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (simple), MMA Storytime (tombstone), Ragtag Daily Prompt (burn), Your Daily Word Prompt (slipshod), The Daily Spur (wing), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (anonymous).

Friday Fictioneers — The Dollhouse

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“I know it’s around here somewhere,” Donna said. “My grandparents once owned this land.”

Bill, Donna’s husband, was hot, sweaty, and losing his patience. “We’ve been walking through these woods for hours, Donna, and I’m getting eaten alive by mosquitoes.

“Bill, I know we’re close. Let’s keep looking for another half hour. If we can’t find it by then, we’ll head back to the car.”

“Fine,” Bill begrudgingly said. Then he stopped and pointed to a small structure between the trees. “Is that it?”

Donna ran to the structure. “Yes, Bill, this is the dollhouse grandfather built for my mother.”

(100 words)

Written for the Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Alicia Jamtaas.

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — June 18th

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Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your 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 18th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.

This was originally posted on June 18, 2014 on my old blog.

A Day in the Life

I wake up
I wash up
I brew a cup

I log on
I blog on
I work on

I eat
I meet
I greet

I stare
I share
I care

I eat some more
I do a chore
I’m such a bore

I read some blogs
I drop some logs
I fix some clogs

I earn my pay
I end my day
I hit the hay

This post is in response to yesterday’s Daily Prompt, Rare Medium. We were asked to “describe a typical day in your life — but do it in a form or in a medium you’ve rarely — if ever — used before.” I rarely write poetry primarily because…

I am not good at poetry.
What I wrote above was a poem.
Or my version of poem.
It had no set meter.
But it had a rhyme.
Albeit forced at times.
And it had stanzas.
So it was a poem.
Or not.
I don’t know.
I am not good at poetry.

FOWC with Fandango — Anonymous

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FOWCWelcome to June 18, 2021 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 “anonymous.”

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. Please 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.