And the Rest is History

C19869DA-4C9A-4251-84C3-B9309EFD549AThe year was 2001 and the tech industry was in freefall. Carl was the first of the three to suffer a layoff. Shortly thereafter, his two best friends, Ben and Aaron, were also laid off from their jobs. Such was life in the days after the dotcom bubble burst.

But Carl and his pals were not the types to just sit around grousing about how life was so unfair. They were men of action, and soon after each of them found themselves without jobs, they decided to get together as a tripartite and to start their own business.

“We need to strike while the iron is hot,” Carl said. Under these circumstances, we can’t afford to be tardy bringing whatever we come up with to market,” he added.

“Let’s see if we can devise an idea for something that people who have been laid off, like us, really need,” Ben said.

“And, by definition, it needs to be something they can afford,” Aaron said.

“Yeah, that’s a given,” Carl said. “Anyone have any ideas?”

“How about a multifunctional gadget of some sort?” Ben asked.

“I’ve got an idea,” Aaron said. “Maybe we can create a cellphone that can access the internet, surf the web, send and receive email and text messages, has a camera, and on which you can play games.”

“That sounds fantastic, Aaron,” Carl said, “but doesn’t the BlackBerry do a lot of that?”

“The BlackBerry is basically a souped up cellphone with email and texting capabilities,” Aaron said. “No camera, no internet access for web surfing, no games. “I’m talking about developing the next level communications device.”

“Hey, I know Steve Jobs from my days at NeXT,” Ben said. “Now that he’s back at Apple, this is something he might be interested in investing in.”

“Great!” Carl said. “Can you reach out to him and set up a meeting?”


This little bit of fictional history was written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (layoff), Your Daily Word Prompt (tripartite), Jibber Jabber (hot), Word of the Day Challenge (tardy), The Daily Spur (definition), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (gadget).

Tale Weaver — A New Start

AA6C0F0B-F8C9-43D9-A1D8-93BC714A3775My plan was to go down to Cancun in Mexico, where beautiful young women abound — I’m talking ubiquitous, you know what I mean? — and to carouse around the whole summer. It was going to be grand.

But after just a week in Cancun, I developed a horrible case of flatus. I couldn’t go five minutes without letting go of some really stinky farts. Talk about being mortified. I was totally embarrassed. It doesn’t take much imagination to see how that malady could twist my grand plan around.

I needed to get some advice from a reliable source, so I asked my buddy if he could recommend a good doctor. I needed to get to the bottom of my excessive gas, no pun intended.

So this doc ran a bunch of tests and everything seemed normal. Then he asked me about my diet since I arrived in Cancun. I told him I live mostly on beans and beer. He urged me to cut down on the beans, saying the more beans you eat, the more you fart. Instead, he told me to eat more fish.

Long story short, I took his advice and, within a week of my bean-free diet, my flatus was gone. And now my summer is off to a great new start.


Written for the Tale Weaver prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, where we’re asked to discuss the notion of a “new start.” And for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (ubiquitous), Your Daily Word Prompt (carouse), Ragtag Daily Prompt (flatus),  Word of the Day Challenge (imagination), The Daily Spur (twist), and Jibber Jabber (advice).

The Frozen Tundra

8E704C5F-43A1-4551-922F-935A902DB6EE The large sign read “Entering the Gelid Zone — Authorized Personnel Only.”

Harry looked at the guy sitting next to him on the bus. He seemed to be napping. Harry nudged him and said, “Welcome to your new home, Buttercup. We’re almost there.”

“Stop calling me that, asshole,” the guy said. “My name is Jack.”

“Then you need to change your behavior and stop acting like such a pussy if you don’t want me calling you Buttercup” Harry said.

“Listen,” Jack said, “like it or not we’re going to be stuck here together for a long, long time. So how about if show some respect to one another and try to make the best of a bad situation?”

The guy sitting behind them on the bus started laughing. “You two jokers think this place is one of them all-inclusive resorts or something?” he said. “Well, you’d better get over that real quick because there ain’t no respite from the the shit you’re gonna be dealing with at this hell hole. I knew a guy who was here and he said that you can’t even begin to imagine….”

Just then the bus came to a stop and a uniformed office who was sitting in the front of the bus stood stood up and addressed the dozen men in the bus. “Welcome to the Gelid Zone, gentlemen,” he said, “where you’ll be spending the rest of your miserable lives. Welcome to the frozen tundra in the middle of nowhere and from which there is no escape. Welcome to the most remote penal colony on the globe.”


Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (gelid), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (zone), The Daily Spur (buttercup), Word of the Day Challenge (behavior), Your Daily Word Prompt (respite), and Jibber Jabber (imagine).

Enough Politics Already

9539D001-DE79-44BE-A4F7-9DCA1DD446FFI’ve made a decision. I’m going to throw caution to the wind. I’m going to stop posting about Trump and about politics. I know what you’re thinking: finally! Let me explain.

We have a leader who doesn’t understand what it means to demonstrate leadership. And the empirical evidence shows that Trump has turned what he called the swamp into a zoo filled with corrupt, incompetent sycophants.

But you all know that. Deep down inside, even you Republicans know that he’s destroying the Republic. But people are gonna believe what they’re gonna believe and do what they’re gonna do, no matter what the reality is.

So I’m tired of pissing in the wind. Nobody gives a shit what Fandango thinks, anyway. Enough is enough. I’m calling it quits. No more posts about politics or about Trump. I promise.

For now, anyway.


Written for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (caution), Jibber Jabber (finally), Ragtag Daily Prompts (explain), The Daily Spur (leadership), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (empirical), and Word of the Day Challenge (zoo).

Like Candy From a Baby

BC22ED24-A993-46D2-B263-09AC1E8BF6B9“It’s like taking candy from a baby. I can do it with ease,” Mitch said.

“You’re an irredeemable windbag, you know,” his assistant said.

“Maybe so, but I inspire people,” Mitch said. “I get them to do things they don’t really want to or like to do.”

“And you honestly think they don’t begrudge you for that?” his assistant asked.

“Who cares? Resistance is futile. I own them,” Mitch said.

“Until the next election,” his assistant said under his breath as he left the room.


Written for these daily prompts: Jibber Jabber (candy), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (baby, begrudge), The Daily Spur (ease), Ragtag Daily Prompt (windbag), Your Daily Word Prompt (inspire), and Word of the Day Challenge (futile).