“An educated person is one who has finally discovered that there are some questions for which nobody has the answers.”
Written for today’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill.
Written for today’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill.
Egads! I’ve been so focused on all of the tasks that have to be addressed between now and the time we move into our new home in early February that I completely forgot about my Friday Flashback post this week. Please forgive me for being a day late.
Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember?
Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.
How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.
If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 10th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.
This was originally posted on January 10, 2014 on my old blog.
When I clean my ears with Q-tips, why is there always so much more earwax on the Q-tip I used in my right ear than on the one I used in my left ear?
Am I the only person whose finger sometime pushes through the sheet of toilet paper when wiping my butt after taking a dump?
If you can be overwhelmed and you can be underwhelmed, can you be just whelmed?
Why do women ask stupid questions like, “Do these jeans make my butt look fat?”
How many men, when asked by a woman, “Do these jeans make my butt look fat?” answer that question honestly?
Have you ever heard a man ask if his butt looks fat in his jeans?
Do Christians who deny evolution as “just a theory” also deny gravity as “just a theory”?
Am I the only one who can’t eat a pasta dish without getting at least a couple of stains from the sauce on my shirt?
Speaking about food, why do all of the foods that are not healthy for you taste so damn good while those that are good for you taste so damn awful?
If corn oil is made from corn and olive oil is made from olives, what is baby oil made from?
Is mauve really a color or is that just some sort of nonsense word that women use to make men feel stupid?
Why does hair now grow (and thrive) on parts of my body where it never grew before (and shouldn’t grow at all) and not grow at all where it used to and should, but doesn’t?
Why is it always so easy to say the things that you shouldn’t have said and so hard to say the things that you should have said?
Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways?
Do all men pee while taking a shower, or is it just me?
Do women pee while taking a shower, or is that too uncouth and not lady-like?
What do you say when someone says you’re in denial, but you’re not?
If a woman wears a pair of pants, a pair of gloves, and a pair of earrings, why doesn’t she wear a pair of bras?
Has anyone ever been fooled by a comb-over?
Why do you get on a train and on a bus, but you get into a car?
My blogger buddy, Rory, over at A Guy Called Bloke, was kind enough to gift me with the Sunshine Blogger Award. According to Rory, “the Sunshine Blogger Award is an award for bloggers who are creative, positive, and inspiring — people who spread “sunshine” to the blogging world!” So I’m very honored that Rory thought of my blog and me to give the gift of this award.
And now to answer Rory’s five questions.
When looking to create a question and you are faced with a blank canvas – where is your go to for inspiration?
I’ve been posting my Fandango’s Provocative Questions for about a year, and it’s becoming a challenge to come up with new and interesting provocative questions each week. I search the internet for provocative stories, I listen when I hear others talking about philosophical matters, and try to leverage what I see, hear, and read in order to come up with questions that will be compelling enough to prompt other bloggers to respond. It ain’t so easy anymore. But I’ll keep trying until I run out of questions I find provocative enough to ask.
Why do you think politicians feel compelled to lie as blatantly as they do?
Because they know that people want to hear what makes them feel better and voters don’t really want to hear the truth. And politicians pay a surprisingly small price for dishonesty. Look at how frequently Donald Trump has lied and yet more than 40% of voters and almost 90% of Republicans still support him. They clearly don’t care about being lied to.
What is Time?
It’s a magazine.
Do you dream? If so, are they in color, black and white, or sepia or indeed a mixture, and what do you think determines the dreams a person experiences if anything?
Yes, I do dream every night. But to be honest, while I think they’re in color, they might not be. I can barely remember what my dreams are about shortly after waking up, much less what color they are. As to what determines what a person dreams about, I have no clue. Most of my dreams make no sense to me whatsoever.
Is success, as Thomas Edison claimed, 10% inspiration and 90% perspiration, or the other way around?
What exactly is success? Well, I look at success as achieving desired visions and personal goals. In my opinion, success does require vision, which some might describe as inspiration, but turning inspiration into achievement requires a lot of hard work. Whether it’s 90% of one or the other or 50/50, I have no idea. If I ever actually achieve my desired visions and planned goals, I’ll let you know. Besides, is how you get there is as important as arriving at your destination?
So, how about you? Do you want to answer Rory’s questions? I pass on his gift to you all!
Credit for image at top of post: jessicanelson1.
“Wanna start a cult?” her best friend asked her. Sara was looking for an answer to a question she didn’t even realize she had. All she knew was that something was missing from her life, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. So when a friend of hers suggested that she start a cult with others who also had unanswered questions, she readily agreed. However, she soon discovered that the answer she was seeking was unlike any answers the other cult members were trying to find.
Sara left the cult and shared her experience with a different friend who suggested that Sara seek her answer at the church. So Sara decided to give it a try and she went to talk with her friend’s priest. Unfortunately, the rigid formality of the place suffocated her.
Frustrated, Sara began to look elsewhere for her answer. Yet another friend told her about her amazing guru, suggesting that he might help Sara find the answer she was seeking. And so Sara went to visit the guru.Sadly, her experience with him was also disappointing. She felt no closer to her answer than she had before her quest began.
Desperate to find her answer, she sought out a fortune teller she found on Craigslist. The woman asked Sara what answer she was hoping to find. Sara said, “Whatever is missing.”The fortune teller simply said, “Look inside your soul, my dear girl. It’s there alone where you will find the answer to your quest.”
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday prompt. Also for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write Prompt, and for Kristian’s 50 Word Thursday prompt.
In a series of questions, Rory, over at A Guy Called Bloke, has challenged us to “name three things“ one might do in various scenarios. So, since I’m always up for a challenge, here are my three things…
that I can dunk in tea or coffee?
Doughnut, bagel, biscotti, but only in coffee. I don’t drink tea.
that I can enjoy at a carnival?
Funnel cake, cotton candy, rides.
that I can’t enjoy when it’s windy?
Depends upon how windy, but I’m going with tropical storm windy, in which case I’d say sailing, flying a kite, and skydiving. Actually, I wouldn’t even skydive were the wind speed at zero!
that my body can’t do?
My old body can’t run a marathon, bench press 300 pounds, or dance the night away. Okay, to be honest, my young body couldn’t do any of those three things either.
that I didn’t learn at school?
If we’re talking about pre-college, the my three things would be Spanish, calculus, or much of anything practical.
that I can put onto a pizza?
mushrooms, pepperoni, and onions.
that I can eat with?
My wife, my kids, and my friends. Or, alternatively, a knife, a fork, and a spoon.
that I don’t suggest doing these at home blindfolded?
Play darts, throw knives, and cook dinner.
that are important to me?
My wife, my kids, my dog and cat.
that I love to do at the beach?
Swim, read a book, play with my dog in the surf.
that I do in the morning?
Pee, check my iPhone, and drink a cup of coffee while reading the morning newspaper.
that I do every time I log in to my blog?
Check my stats, respond to comments on my posts, and read new posts in my reader. Eventually I get around to drafting some new posts.