My Last Photo — September ‘22

Brian, aka Bushboy, usually post his monthly Last on the Card prompt on the first of the month. But this month, Christine Bialczak, at Stine Writing, is filling in for Brian, as his satellite feed has stopped due to a major power outage.

In response to this prompt, Brian asks us to…

  • Post the last photo from your camera’s SD card or the last photo from your phone taken in September.
  • No editing — who cares if it is out of focus, not framed as you would like, or the subject matter didn’t cooperate?
  • No explanations needed — just the photo will do.
  • Create a pingback to Brian’s post or link in the comments.
  • Tag “The Last Photo.”

So here’s the last photo I took on my iPhone in September.

I took this photo yesterday as my wife and I were walking the shoreline in Pacific Grove, California, where we spent the past week on our short vacation. Many of the rocky outcrops just off shore served as a resting spot for local pelicans.


“You look like shit, dude. Your eyes are red and your skin looks yellow and clammy. You are the very portrait of a drunk with a bad hangover,” Dan said when he met Dwight at the coffee shop.

Red and yellow? Oh man, Dan, I’m in a real pickle,” Dwight said. “I got drunk last night and, of course, opened my mouth when I shouldn’t have.”

“What do you mean? What happened?”

“That’s just it,” Dwight said. “I must have said something dumb or irrational that got Barbara really upset or angry because she slapped me and ran out of the tavern in tears. I don’t remember what I said, but based upon the number of empty beer mugs on the table, I can guess it wasn’t good.

“You need to reach out to Barbara and apologize for whatever it is that you said,” Dan advised. “And then you need to stop drinking to excess if you aspire to keep her as your girlfriend.

Written for these daily prompts: My Vivid Blog (portrait), Ragtag Daily Prompt (red & yellow), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (pickle), The Daily Spur (mouth), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (irrational), Word of the Day Challenge (numbers), and Your Daily Word Prompt (aspire).

Now I Understand

It has always baffled me how an ostentatious, megalomaniac billionaire like Donald Trump could be idolized by the masses, particularly the poor, undereducated people who seem to hang on his every word and believe every lie he tells. How could they vote for and continue to support him even though everything he stands for and does is against their own interests.

And then I came across this, an old Turkish proverb, and it explained a lot.

SoCS — Not Me

She said I was mean?
Have you ever met any of her other boyfriends?
Of all the meatheads she’s dated
I was the least meanest of them all
I think she having a total meltdown
She needs to get back on her medications
Because she’s clearly gone mental

To be honest, I deserve a medal
For putting up with her melodrama
Not to mention her mercurial nature
Meanwhile, she gets all the sympathy
And I’m the proverbial messenger
That everyone wants to kill
But she’s the menace
Not me

Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Linda has given us the word “me” and has asked us to gind a word that starts with “me” or use the word “me” as the theme of our post.

FOWC with Fandango — Pickle


It’s October 1, 2022. Welcome 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 “pickle.”

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. Show them some love.