Weekend Writing Prompt — Unrepentant

He is a philanderer
He is a misogynist
He is an egomaniac
He is a narcissist
He is a racist and a bigot
He is dishonest
He is a liar
He has no scruples
He has no morals
He is unethical
He is a criminal
He is corrupt
He is an anarchist
He is an insurrectionist
He belongs in prison
He is totally unrepentant
He will probably go scot-free

(Exactly 69 words)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “unrepentant ” in exactly 69 words. Illustration: Sarah Grillo/Axios.

One-To-Three Photo Processing Challenge — April, 2023

For this monthly prompt from Kate at The Squirrel Chase, the idea is to pick a photo we want to play with and process it using three different methods. The photo I’m featuring today is one I took of an oceanfront house adjacent to the Pacific Ocean near Half Moon Bay, California. I thought it was a unique and interesting looking abode

All processed photos were made using apps available for the iPhone at Apple’s App Store. Also, all images, including the original, were resized (shrunk) to make them quicker to load (and to take up less space in my WordPress media folder).

Original Photo
Processed using Prisma
Processed using Distressed FX
Processed using Sketch Master

Which image do you like best?

My Last Photo — March ‘23

Brian, aka Bushboy, posted his monthly Last on the Card prompt, where he asks us to…

  • Post the last photo from your camera’s SD card or the last photo from your phone taken in the month of March.
  • 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.”

I took this photo on my iPhone the day before yesterday in my backyard. After an extraordinarily wet and relatively cold January, February, and March, it looks like spring has finally sprung. Temperatures are warming up, there’s no rain in the forecast, and my backyard is starting to turn green and colorful again.

A is For “A Whiter Shade of Pale”

It’s time for this year’s A to Z Blogging Challenge to get underway. My theme is classic rock songs. Each day during the month (except for the first four Sundays, I will post a classic rock song: a video from YouTube, along with a brief bit of background about the song and the recording artist(s).

My first song is “A Whiter Shade of Pale,” from the British rock band Procol Harum. It was released in May of 1967 as the group’s debut record and it reached number 1 in the UK Singles Chart and number 5 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100. It was considered to be one of the anthems of the 1967 Summer of Love, and is one of the most commercially successful singles in history, having sold more than 10 million copies worldwide. In the years since, “A Whiter Shade of Pale” has become an enduring classic, with more than 1,000 known cover versions by other artists.

The song was composed by Gary Brooker and Matthew Fisher, while the lyrics were written by Keith Reid. Reid told Songfacts that, “It’s sort of a film, really, trying to conjure up mood and tell a story. It’s about a relationship. There’s characters and there’s a location, and there’s a journey. You get the sound of the room and the feel of the room and the smell of the room. But certainly there’s a journey going on, it’s not a collection of lines just stuck together. It’s got a thread running through it.”

Reid got the idea for the title when it came to him at a party. He overheard someone at the party saying to a woman, “You’ve turned a whiter shade of pale,” and the phrase stuck in his mind. That became his starting point for the song. Reid said, “I feel with songs that you’re given a piece of the puzzle, the inspiration or whatever. In this case, I had that title, ‘Whiter Shade of Pale,’ and I thought, There’s a song here. And it’s making up the puzzle that fits the piece you’ve got. You fill out the picture, you find the rest of the picture that that piece fits into.”

I have found the song to be kind of surreal. The song’s lyrics and meaning have been analyzed countless times and many have come to the conclusion that the song deals in metaphorical form with a male/female relationship, which, after some negotiation, ends in a sexual act.

Reid said it was, indeed, metaphorical, but it was essentially a girl-leaves-boy story. “With the ceiling flying away and room humming harder, I wanted to paint an image of a scene. I wasn’t trying to be mysterious with those images, I was trying to be evocative.”

The original lyrics had four verses, of which only two are heard on the original recording. The third verse has been heard in live performances by Procol Harum, and more seldom the fourth.

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, "There is no reason"
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was...


Extra verses:

She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'
though in truth we were at sea
so I took her by the looking glass
and forced her to agree
saying, 'You must be the mermaid
who took Neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly
that my anger straightway died

If music be the food of love
then laughter is its queen
and likewise if behind is in front
then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
and attacked the ocean bed