Fibbing Friday — Substitute Teacher

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. This week was actually Frank’s turn, but he’s been busy so Di stepped up to the plate, and she want to know…

1. Lucky dip is self explanatory when it comes to gifts, but how did it originate?

It’s not self-explanatory to me, as I don’t know what a lucky dip is. But if I had to guess, I’d say that going swimming in shark-infested waters and not getting bitten would be a lucky dip.

2. Why is seven considered a lucky number?

Because seven ate nine.

3. Why is thirteen considered unlucky?

Because it is the first year of being a teenager, which is a very awkward age.

4. Why do they say elephants never forget?

They’re wrong. Elephants never remember.

5. How did slippers get so called?

They are called slippers because when people wear them, they often slip and fall.

6. What are the doldrums?

They are dull drums.

7. Do igloos have central heating?

Most are heated with large chucks of dry ice, which are very hot to the touch.

8. What was a jamboree bag?

It was a bag filled with typical jamboree instruments, like banjos, accordions, harmonicas, and doldrums.

9. What were blackjacks?

They were — and still are — winning hands in a card game when you are dealt an ace and a jack.

10. Little Boy Blue blew what exactly?

Little Jack Horner while he sat in the corner sucking his thumb.

What You Don’t Know…

You know that old saying, “What you don’t know won’t hurt you,” right? Well, that’s just not true. I learned this week that there is something going on inside my body that I didn’t know about and it’s something that could, in fact, kill me. Let me explain.

About a month ago I had my first “annual” physical exam since 2019 (thanks to all this COVID crap). My doctor said that my blood test showed that my PSA count was high, which is often an indicator of prostate cancer in men. So as a precaution, he suggested that I get an MRI of my prostate.

When I got home from than annual physical exam, I googled “Prostate cancer” and was relieved when I saw the list of symptoms that included:

  • Urinary frequency
  • Difficulty starting or stopping urination
  • Interrupted or weak or slow urinary stream
  • Blood in urine or in semen
  • Discomfort (pain or burning sensation with urination or ejaculation)
  • Intense pain in the low back, hips, or thighs, often present with aggressive or prostatic cancer spread to other organs

I was relieved because I was not experiencing any of the symptoms on the list. But, to humor my doctor, I went ahead and had the MRI. This Thursday, my doctor asked me to come in to discuss the results. The news was not great. The MRI showed two cell masses in my prostate and he said that at least one of them showed a strong possibility of being cancerous. Gah!

The next step is to set up an appointment with a urologist to have a biopsy, which will confirm whether or not either of the masses are, in fact, cancer. And if that’s the case, well, that’s when the “fun” begins.

So why am I telling you this? The news was unexpected and I’m kinda bummed out by it. And as I’m attempting to cope, I have found that I’ve just not been in the frame of mind to write my usual lighthearted, witty, engaging posts. So you’ll probably see fewer posts from me than normal.

I will still be keeping up with my prompts, but probably won’t be posting much more than that until I come to grips with my situation, which I hope won’t take too long.

FOWC with Fandango — Experimental


Welcome to November 13, 2021 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “experimental.”

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.