Thursday Inspiration — Do You Believe?

232F2553-6FC3-46E1-B3D3-59555A8391FB“We’re nearly there,” Rick said. He had sent her a text message earlier telling her he’d pick her up in half an hour. Anita texted back asking where he was taking her and he said that it was a surprise. “Dress up,” he added.

Anita was giddy with anticipation. She had no idea where he was going to take her but she decided to adorn herself with some of her best jewelry and a lovely dress.

Once Rick picked her up, he drove toward the center of town. “Where are we going, Rick?” Anita asked as he started looking for a place to park.

Rick smiled, “We’re going dancing, baby. And then you’ll see how the magic‘s in the music and the music’s in me.”

Written for Paula Light’s Thursday Inspiration prompt, where the theme in “magic.” Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (nearly), Jibber Jabber (sent), Word of the Day Challenge (giddy), Your Daily Word Prompt (adorn), The Daily Spur (self), Ragtag Daily Prompt (dancing).

Thursday Inspiration — Summer

E2C410E3-915D-4A64-9840-AAC65091E5B1Paula Light’s Thursday Inspiration theme this week is “summer.” As I stepped out to walk my dog this afternoon, I was assaulted by the very hot summer air, which inspired me to share this true life tale.

Back in February my wife and I moved from “the big city” to a small suburb out in the country. We only moved about 35 miles to the east, but now that summer is here, we are realizing that, climate-wise, it’s a whole different world.

The “big city” we lived in was San Francisco. Mark Twain was alleged to have said of that city, “The coldest winter I’ve ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” While that is a slight exaggeration, the fact is that San Francisco does have relatively cool summers, and it’s a whole lot hotter where we live now than it is in San Francisco. For example, right now it’s 62°F in San Francisco.7241691F-0A57-4C66-A20D-AC882CD5167EAnd it’s 94°F where we live now.FEA3DF5B-AE41-4769-B471-F60057BD31C6That’s almost one degree hotter for each mile east that we moved!

Well, even though it’s a lot hotter in the suburbs than it is in the city, Paula’s Prompt also inspired me to post this song by the Lovin’ Spoonful. Enjoy your hot summer!

Thursday Inspiration — Time Is On My Side

FC07FC8F-0192-465A-98A7-66170EA29A3C“Sir, are you worried about the latest polls that show you up to 14 points behind your opinion?” the reporter asked.

“No, I’m not worried at all,” the president said. “Americans have the memory of a goldfish. By the time November comes, they’ll forget about how I mangled this whole COVID-19 mess, my support for white supremacists, neo-Nazis, and police brutality, or my antipathy toward women who object to letting me grab their pussies. They won’t care about how I’ve sold out our country to Russia and other dictators around the world while alienating our global allies. This whole race war will be behind us, as will how I have mistreated immigrants, The corruption coming from the White House will be forgotten and no one will remember that I was impeached, or that I tried to bribe other world leaders to get dirt on my opponent.”

“You don’t think too highly of the people you serve,” the reporter said.

“Actually, I love the American people,” the president responded. “They’re stupid. The stock market is doing great and even though half of the people are clueless about what the stock market really is, they think I’m a genius businessman who has saved our economy. They don’t believe the fake news media and they eat up the thousands of lies I’ve told them.”

“Sir, are you joking? Are you being sarcastic?” the reporter asked.

The president interrupted her. “I don’t joke. Stop asking such stupid questions. Just remember come November that time is on my side. The voters might say today that they want to be free, but they’ll come runnin’ back to me, yeah.”

Written for Paula Light’s Thursday Inspiration prompt, with the theme “time.” Image from the Happy Color app.

Thursday Inspiration — Paradise

CEEEA178-5F61-46D9-B250-7B25C119D476For this week’s Thursday Inspiration, Paula Light has given us the word “paradise.” The Happy Color image of the hamburger, although it does look yummy, didn’t really inspire me, but as soon as I saw the word “paradise,” the lyric, “They paved paradise / And put up a parking lot” came into my head. It comes from the Joni Mitchell song, “Big Yellow Taxi.”

Since I couldn’t get that song out of my head all day today, I became inspired by Paula’s prompt to share my ear worm with all of you.

Thursday Inspiration and #writephoto — The Beast Keeper

A870E5CB-B8F2-4DFC-8CBF-FB96D601C691Everyone referred to you, the stranger who suddenly showed up in our village, as “the beast” just because you didn’t look like them. I felt sorry for you. It wasn’t your fault. You were probably born that way. But your appearance frightened people. You made them feel uncomfortable, even frightened. Your very presence disturbed their peace and tranquility. The townsfolk were so disturbed by you that they were even contemplating doing something extreme: lynching you

I begged my father, one of the village elders, to intervene on your behalf. I told him that you had never harmed a soul since you were first spotted in our village and that there was no call for the townsfolk to harm you. I asked him if you could live in the shed behind our house and I volunteered to be your care keeper.

“It’s a bit of a risk, Lilly,” my father said. “The beast is a large creature and, I’m not sure I’m comfortable having it live in our shed. I’d need to have a sturdy lock and key to ensure the safety of the villagers.”

“Please Father,” I begged, “I would be very thankful and full of joy if you would let me do this.”C8DA4CB0-0E19-4D56-B2FB-E62090D8AE99My father finally relented, impressed by my display of courage. I would be ensuring your survival, even if you felt, at times, that you were my prisoner.

I cleaned out the shed, brought in utilitarian, but comfortable furniture, and made it as homey for you as possible. I brought you meals and I spent as much time as I could with you.

You were unable to speak the language of my village. You seemed only capable of uttering guttural, unintelligible sounds, so I took it upon myself to teach you our language. And much to my surprise, you were a quick learner. Within a few months, we were able to speak in my language.

“How did you wind up in our village?” I asked you.

You got a troubled look on your misshapen face. “My craft crashed in the mountains not far from here,” you responded. “At first I felt lucky to be alive, but then, after meeting your people, I wished I had perished in the crash.”

“I’m so sorry,” I said. “Where are you originally from?”

“I came from a planet far, far away,” you said.

“You came from space?” I asked, astonished to learn you were an alien. “What planet?”

You took a deep breath and said, “Planet Earth.”

Written for Paula Light’s Thursday Inspiration, where the theme is “beast.” Image from the Happy Color app. Also for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. And for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (risk), Jibber Jabber (thankful), Word of the Day Challenge (joy), Your Daily Word Prompt (courage), and The Daily Spur (survival).