3TC — What Goes Up…

“I’m gonna get up on that stage tonight and I’m gonna sing my fuckin’ heart out,” Deana said. “I’m going to be energetic, mesmerizing, dynamic, and downright nuclear. Tonight is the night that some music producer is going to hear me perform and will discover his next superstar diva.”

“Keep dreaming, Diva Deana,” Anita said. She and Deana were sitting together backstage, each awaiting their own turn to perform before the small audiences at the open mic night. “For your own emotional protection, Deana, you need to stop already with these fantasies of fame you keep happening,” Anita continued.

“You’re such a liar, Anita,” Deana said. “One day you’ll look up at a marquee and see my name up in the lights.”

“Whatever, Deana,” Anita said. But just remember, when you’re looking up at that fantasy marquee and admiring your name, who it was who told you that what goes up, must come down.”

Written for the Three Things Challenge from Di at Pensitivity101, where the three things are “up,” “down,” and “told.” Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (stage), Your Daily Word Prompt (energetic), MMA Storytime (nuclear), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (discover), Word of the Day Challenge (protection), and The Daily Spur (liar).

Up down told (3TC)

Who Won the Week? 11/29/2020

FWWTWIt’s time for another Who Won the Week prompt. The idea behind Who Won the Week is for you to select who (or what) you think “won” this past week. Your selection can be anyone or anything — politicians, celebrities, athletes, authors, bloggers, your friends or family members, books, movies, TV shows, businesses, organizations, whatever.

I will be posting this prompt on Sunday mornings (my time). If you want to participate, write your own post designating who you think won the week and why you think they deserve your nod. Then link back to this post and tag you post with FWWTW.

Back in 1970 I was a long-haired hippie. I was proud of my long hair. It was my freak flag, so to speak, and had no intention of getting it cut, even though my boss at a job I had just gotten at a local RadioShack was putting some pressure on me to at least trim it back in order to be more “presentable” at my customer-facing job.

I was debating on my drive home from work whether or not to succumb to my boss’ demand that I cut my hair, when I heard this song from Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young on the radio.

After hearing David Crosby’s song, I decided to quit my job at RadioShack.

Speaking of RadioShack, do you remember RadioShack? It used to be a fixture at large shopping malls, small strip malls, and small town main streets across America for decades. At its peak, it operated stores under either the name RadioShack or Tandy in the United States, Mexico, United Kingdom, Australia, and Canada.

But between large electronics box stores like Best Buy, and online sites like Amazon, RadioShack fell on hard times. Somewhere along the way, “The Shack” got lost. Even with the early successes of its TRS-80 (sometimes referred to as the “Trash-80) personal computer, RadioShack was not able to capitalize on the PC boom that began in the mid-’80s. It also found itself largely on the outside of the portable device revolution as it drifted toward irrelevancy. In February 2015, RadioShack Corporation filed for Chapter 11 protection under United States bankruptcy law after 11 consecutive quarterly losses.

Well, after two bankruptcies, it seems that RadioShack has, once again, been pulled from the brink. An entrepreneurial investment firm hopes to make RadioShack competitive again, this time online, rather than with brick and mortar stores on street corners or in shopping centers. The plan is to build a vast online marketplace on top of the RadioShack brand.

So, in its effort to resurrect itself. I’m designating RadioShack as this week’s Who Won the Week winner. Good luck, RadioShack. Maybe the third time is the charm.

What about you? Who (or what) do you think won the week?

In addition to my Who Won the Week prompt, this post included the words “hair,” “flag,” and “home from today’s Three Things Challenge prompt from Di at Pensitivity101, and the word “succumb” from Fandango’s One-Word Challenge.

Sunday Writing Prompt — The New Restaurant

“So, what did you think?” Anita asked.

“The food in the new restaurant was different,” Clark said. “I wish the chef’s style was more in line with my tastes.”

“You make me laugh, Clark,” Anita said. “Ever since you recovered from that mild case of coronavirus, you said you’ve lost your sense of taste. So how could the food have been more to your tastes?”

“That’s not the point,” Clark said. “All I’m saying is that it was a letdown. And this whole idea to trudge to this restaurant in the midst of a snowstorm because you read a good review on Yelp was your idea.”

“Hey, why are you taking a jab at me?” Anita asked. “We’re moving at the end of the month and we might not have had another chance between now and then to give it a try.”

“And since we’re moving anyway,” Clark said, “why even bother giving it a try?”

“You’re impossible,” Anita said.

Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt, Creating Context. This week we are to selecting one of the highlighted words in the following sentence:

“The food in the new restaurant was” delicious/different/challenging.

Also for Pensitivity101 Three Things Challenge, where the three things are “food,” “wish,” and “style.”

Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (laugh), Your Daily Word Prompt (trudge), Word of the Day Challenge (jab), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (moving).

Sunday Writing Prompt — Cards on the Table

What the hell? Alan thought after he opened the package he received from his editor. He picked up his phone and called the guy.

“Josh here,” the editor said when he answered the call.

“You arrogant son of a bitch,” Alan yelled into the phone.

“Ah, Alan,” Josh said calmly. “I guess you got your manuscript with my edits.”

“Don’t pull your down-home, woodsy routine on me, you worthless, spurious bastard,” Alan said. “Who do you think you are to redline my entire draft and to replace entire sections of it with your revisions? I hired you to edit my book, not to rewrite the damn thing.”

“Alan, you’re just like all of the rest of the wannabe novelist who write shit and then claim you can publish your claptrap independent of editors and publishers,” Josh said.

“Are you calling my manuscript shit?” Alan asked. “You so-called editors couldn’t write your way out of a wet paper bag. All you do is take other people’s creative work and tear it to shreds.”

“You think you’re a creative artist, do you, Alan?” Josh said. “Your manuscript has about as much creativity as a carbon copy.”

“You weren’t saying that when you wanted me to hire you, Alan said. “You claimed, with that deceitful smiling face of yours, that my draft covered a wide sphere of interests and with your great prowess to tidy it up, it could be a best seller. Were you lying then, Josh, you unscrupulous dick?”

“Okay, Alan,” Josh said, “I’m going to put all of my cards on the table.”

“I wish you would, Josh,” Alan said.

“Alan,” Josh said, “Don’t quit your day job.”

Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt (cards). And for the Three Things Challenge (sphere, arrogant, smiling) from Di at Pensitivity101. Also for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (editor), Ragtag Daily Prompt (woodsy), Your Daily Word Prompt (spurious), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (replace), And Word of the Day Challenge (independent).

3TC — Liquid Lunch


Betty looked at the clock on the kitchen wall when Danny walked through the front door of their apartment. It was 2:30 in the afternoon. She knew what was coming, and sure enough, Danny walked into the kitchen, marched up to Betty, put his arms around her, and planted a sloppy, wet kiss on her mouth. Betty pushed him away.

“Come on, Baby,” Danny slurred. “I’ve got a hunger in my gut to get some sugar from my little love bunny.”

“That feeling in your gut, Danny,” Betty said, “is from your bellyful of booze because of your liquid lunch at the tavern. Now go sleep if off if you know what’s good for you, you bad boy.”

Written for the Three Things Challenge from Di at Pensitivity101. The three things are “belly,” “liquid,” and “hunger.”