Day 17 of the month long challenge. I had the weirdest dream early this morning. I tend to have some pretty odd dreams, but this one just seemed so ridiculous, even to my sleeping self, that I woke up yelling “Oh, come on, that’s stupid!”. The cat wasn’t impreased by my yelling and lurching upright awakening…he yowled and shot off the end of the bed as if it were on fire.
The lovely word’o’the’day is riff. Riff. RIFF. Yea, it doesn’t get any better by capitalizing any of the letters either. Riff.
I haven’t written a daily prompter post in almost two weeks! What is WRONG with me? I ALWAYS write a daily prompter post…it’s required…sort of. Well, drat it all now I have to catch up and do all the words I failed to do for the past….Almost…two weeks! Here goes……………………… Continue reading
egg huh? All I can think of is Mork and Mindy. Mork was Robin Williams first big TV part…it made him “semi-famous”. His character was an alien from another planet not an alien from Mexico or Brazil….
He came to Earth in an Egg-shaped rocket ship……….
His son was Jonathon Winters….and those two would regularly just make up dialogue as they went along. It made for some truly strange and wonderful comedy television.
Now, I can’t get my mind off of eggs in TV….there was Vincent Price’s character of “egghead’ on the old Batman show.
Vincent Price as Egghead
The only thing I remember about Egghead is that he was the “most intelligent criminal in the World” and he had some wierd weapons made from eggs. He had:
- Stinking Egg Bomb – A bomb that explodes when tossed to the ground, releasing a nauseous gas that will effectively clear a room.
- Radar Egg – It becomes activated when placed on the ground. Is sensitive to the slightest vibrations and will explode if disturbed. Oddly, however, the device is only sensitive up to 6 feet.
- Laughing Gas Egg – It explodes upon impact releasing a quick acting laughing gas.
- Tear Gas Egg – It is collected from hens that were fed nothing but onions. Explode on impact and cause anyone inhaling the gas to cry uncontrollably.
Oh wow, there’s also an old film that I loved watching when I was young…it was called “the egg and I” and starred Claudette Colbert. I adored her. Yes, she was way before my time. I just have a thing for old movies.
Poor Claudette married a fellow who suddenly decided to purchase a “chicken ranch”..and knew NOTHING about farming, chickens or anything else that was found outside an insurance office. She, being a good wife, went along with his dream and their “adventures” made up the comedy in the movie. I explained it VERY badly, but that was the gist of it all. Loved it.
Yea…stuff Suze remembers from childhood. This could be a book in and of itself!
With emotions high as a kite her heart did take flight,
awaiting her love at the alter.
She turned towards the back and was surprised by his proxy
He explained “Mark won’t wed a doxy”.
The solution she supposed was a gunfight.
yes, I know…it sucks. but that’s all yer gonna get at 8 am….
When we lived in Texas we knew three of our immediate neighbors. THREE! I had tried to meet the others but none of them were interested in meeting a “yankee”. These were “real Texans”..those who could count their relatives back to the state of Tejas before the war (Mexican-American War that is)…those whose ancestors fought with “Steven Austin”. yea right. Continue reading
Once I finally learned how to read books became my best friend. I have always had a book or two in my purse or backpack at any given time. I read when I wake up and get the first coffee of the day. I read before bedtime and at meals when I am alone. I read while waiting in offices or in the grocery store line. Continue reading
Fluff?? George just said “Fluff? They should have a prompt about cow pies! That would be more interesting.”
I tend to agree.
Gratitude…….a noun. Meaning to feel thankful for something. From the Latin Gratis (to please) and Tudin (to actively feel). Wow, I always impress the heck out of myself when I remember my high school Latin. Remembering the college Latin course is so much easier as I was older then and it isn’t so far in the distant past!
Yes, I did go there. I don’t know why people seem to expect me to write a novel…or even a book of any sort…but they do! I’m no Dickens after all.
I have had several now ask me “why haven’t you written a book about that?” Not that I know what “that” is. Continue reading