Nothing Personal

The man in the military uniform shoved me through the doorway and pointed to the lone chair in the middle of the otherwise empty room, motioning for me to sit. I sat down and he proceeded to bind my hands and feet to the chair. Then he told me to stay put. “Your quite taciturn, aren’t you?” I said.

“Huh?” he grunted.

“You don’t have much to say,” I responded. He ignored me and left me alone in the room.

After a few minutes, a short, sinister-looking man in a business suit walked into the room and shut the door behind him. I looked up at him and sarcastically said, “I love what you’ve done with the place, Boris. It’s quite opulent, don’t you think?”

“Who are you working with, James?” he asked.

“Seriously, Boris,” I responded. “No small talk, no clever banter. No how’s the family? How very disappointing.”

Boris leaned in close to me, his face inches from my own, his sour breath fouling the air. “Answer my question, James,” he demanded. “Who are you working with?”

“Boris, Boris, Boris,” I said. “You know I only fly solo.”

“I find your wit strangely quaint under these circumstances,” Boris said, “given that you’re unlikely to leave this room alive. So let me ask you yet again, James. Who are you working with?

“Unlikely to leave this room alive?” I said. “Are you going to tell me next that it’s nothing personal and that it’s just business?”

I’ve always liked you, James,” Boris said in a mocking tone, “but if you don’t tell me what I need to know, I think you will find what happens next will be quite personal and even more painful.”

At that moment the door was pushed open and a flash grenade was tossed in, filling the room with smoke. By the time the smoke cleared, Boris was lying unconscious in front of the chair.

A woman came over and untied my hands and feet. “As usual, Natasha,” I said, “your timing is impeccable.”9B3987E6-81FF-461D-955C-7CB87951E06C


Written for these daily prompts: Scotts Daily Prompt (stay), Word of the Day Challenge (taciturn), Your Daily Word Prompt (opulent), Daily Addictions (solo), Ragtag Daily Prompt (quaint), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (personal).

Share Your World — Coffee and Climate

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Time for another series of Share Your World questions from Melanie. Here goes:

If you drink coffee, how do you like it best? Hot, cold, iced, with cream, with sugar or black as black?

I do, indeed, drink coffee. Only hot coffee, only black coffee sweetened with one packet of Splenda.91AC3DFE-3D90-4FA1-A8D3-84E94D02B5D9

In your opinion, what’s the greatest invention of our age?

I’m using it to respond to Melanie’s SYW questions: the iPhone.94C25DF7-A8B9-4F49-8EBA-4B671FB8D0AE

Global warming? Reality or myth?

Global warming (aka, climate change) is reality. The Bible is myth.Once upon a time

Are you an explorer or more a home body?

I used to be an explorer back in the day. Now that I’m retired (and old), I’ve become more of a home body.DB8ADFC3-4E20-4196-96B8-FA8D97D53972

What were you grateful for this week?

Hmm. Other than I’m still alive and well (as are my wife, kids, and pets), I can’t honestly think of anything else. But maybe that’s enough.C0CAC0E9-781C-4507-8991-576E84794DFD

Why America Doesn’t Go Metric

A605BE5C-C659-43D9-AA6D-1006A0527298I was watching Jimmy Kimmel Live a week or so ago and he had a guest, Australian actress Cate Blanchett, on his show. During part of Kimmel’s interview, Cate pointed out that it’s confusing when people from other countries visit America because most other countries around the globe use the metric system, while the U.S. is still on the imperial system for weights and measures. It’s the same issue with Celsius versus Fahrenheit.

Cate asked Jimmy why the U.S. stubbornly clings to the imperial system when just about every other country uses the metric system.

Jimmy’s response pretty well summed things up nicely. “We elected Donald Trump,” he said. “Do you actually think we’re going to switch to the metric system, like the rest of the world?”

FOWC with Fandango — Personal

FOWCWelcome to September 24, 2018 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 “personal.”

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. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.

3TC — Leftovers

6089801C-407D-4916-93D1-D6BE10ACFE38“What are we having for dinner, Momma?” Toni asked.

“I’m making homemade pasta tonight, sweetie,” Monica said.

“But what are you doing now?”

“I’m using a cheese grater to shred some parmesan cheese to put over the pasta.”

“How long before dinner will be ready, Momma?”

“Maybe an hour, honey,” Monica answered. “Why?”

“I’m hungry now,” Toni said. “Can I have a Snickers bar to tide me over until dinner?”

“No you may not have candy before dinner,” Monica said.

“Why not? I’m hungry!”

“First of all, it will spoil your appetite,” Monica said. “Second, you’ve been eating way too much candy lately and you know that sweets are bad for your teeth.”

“But Momma,” Toni pleaded, “I’m really hungry. I can’t wait another hour to eat.”

“Okay, fine,” Monica said. “You can have some of your father’s leftovers. They’re in the Tupperware container in the fridge.”

“But, Momma, I don’t like daddy’s leftovers,” Toni whined. “He tastes way too gamey.”


Written for today’s Three Things Challenge from Teresa. The three things are candy, teeth, and grater.