Day: December 15, 2022

The New Me

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All of my life I’ve been an off-the-rack kind of a man, but now it’s time to reinvent myself. Custom tailored from the finest of fabrics is the way for me going forward.

Let me assure you that, as I initiate this transformation into the man I was always meant to be, I will be sure to keep you in the loop, so you can witness first hand my transition from lemons into lemonade.

Keep in mind that my goal was never not to appease my oppressors. It was, and still is, to rub salt in their wounds. I will metaphorically spray the doubters with the same malodorous cologne I could barely afford.

Indeed, I as I board the plane with the first class passengers, not economy, I will seek no rebate. I will ostentatiously parade in front of those who once derided me.

For I am no longer an off-the-rack kind of a man.

Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One Word Challenge (rack/rebate), Ragtag Daily Prompt (reinvent), Your Daily Word Prompt (assure/appease), Word of the Day Challenge (initiate/lemonade), My Vivid Blog (loop/mind), and The Daily Spur (spray/plane).

Simply 6 Minutes — The Giant and the Beanstalk

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The giant was pissed when he discovered that had climbed a damn beanstalk and had stolen his goose that laid golden eggs. There was no way he was going to let that puny human get away with such audacity.

The giant searched around the cloud upon which his castle was situated until he discovered the beanstalk. Because he was a very big giant, he had to be careful as he gingerly started to climb down it. He didn’t want it to break under his enormous weight, causing him to fall way down below to his death. But he was surprised how the very thick beanstalk could accommodate his weight.

But what the giant didn’t anticipate was how cold it would be down in the domain where Jack lived. The giant, living high up in the clouds much closer to the sun, was used to very warm temperatures. So when he touched down on earth, his feet froze on the cold cement of the sidewalk and he became immobilized.

Within a matter of minutes, the giant’s whole body turned into a giant ice sculpture. When Jack heard about it, he grabbed his father’s power tree saw and used it topple the giant by cutting him across both his legs at mid-calf. Then he poured a concrete mixture over the giants frozen feet to create an everlasting memorial.

Unfortunately for Jack, he was arrested a few days later for giantslaughter and for tax evasion for not declaring the street value of his goose’s golden eggs.

Written for Christine Bialczak’s Simply 6 Minutes prompt. Photo credit: Baldeagle33/imgur.

Thursday Inspiration — Heaven’s Gate

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For Jim Adams’ Thursday Inspiration prompt this week, we can use the prompt word heaven, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Pump It Up,’ or by going with another song by Elvis Costello, or anything else that you think fits.

I think the perfect fit for both the word “heaven” and for the picture is Bob Dylan’s song, “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door.”

Dylan wrote the song for the 1973 Western film, “Pat Garrett And Billy The Kid.” It was written from the perspective of a dying sheriff and plays while Sheriff Colin Baker is dying from his gunshot wounds. The song features two short verses, the lyrics of which comment directly on the scene in the film for which it was written: the death of a frontier lawman who refers to his wife as “Mama.”Dylan cameos in the movie as the character, Alias.

The song was released as a single two months after the film’s premiere, it became a worldwide hit, reaching the Top 10 in several countries. The song became one of Dylan’s most popular and most covered. 

Mama, wipe the blood off of my face
I can't see through it anymore
I need someone to talk to in a new hiding place
Feel like I'm looking at heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Note: corrected lyrics.

FOWC with Fandango — Rebate

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It’s December 15, 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 “rebate.”

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.