Monthly Archives: March 2013

What Would You Do If Lucifer Visited Your Home?

 imagesCA4Z5QJ2Daily Prompt: Odd Couple

Does a messy home (or office) make you anxious and cranky, or is cleaning something you just do before company comes over?

Ben answered the phone and came back into the kitchen.

“Who was that? Alice asked about to sit at the table with her coffee.

“Larry and Lucy are in town and they’ll be here in a half hour,” Ben said.

“What!” Alice said. “Your brother and his wife?”

“Yeah,” Ben said. “In a half hour.”

“Quick get the sweeper out,” Alice said in full cleaning mode. “You sweep and I’ll dust.” She dumped her coffee down the drain. “No I’ll sweep, you leave crooked lines, and you dust, and don’t forget the rungs on the chair. Lucy looks at them every time they come over.”

“No she doesn’t,” Ben said. “She’s counting the dust-bunnies under the table; the chairs just happen to be in her line of vision. I know, I’ll get the dust-bunnies.”

They began to clean furiously.

“She was the one who said, ‘What are you doing, planning on knitting a sweater?’” Alice said.

“Lucy is a slob,” Ben said. “You shouldn’t let it worry you like that. She‘s like an alcoholic telling the folks at mass, ’Ya know, ya really ought to not drink so much. ”

“She’s not Catholic, Ben,” Alice said. “She’s a snooty Methodist. They ought to repave their own parking lot at their church before they go telling people how messy their house is.”

“What’s religion got to do with it?” Ben said.

“Nothing! You brought up religion. And I‘m using it.” Alice said. “I’m just gaining motivation. The Methodist girls in school always looked down on us Baptists.” She began to mock, “’If you weren’t so busy rolling around in the aisle you wouldn’t have wrinkled your dress.’ ‘We don’t roll around in the aisles,’ I told Beatrice Ludwig. Than she said, ‘Oh you just don’t iron your cloths, right?’ I could never get one up on them.”

“How does house cleaning always somehow get boiled down into a discussion of theology?” Ben said.

“Because cleanliness is next to godliness!” Alice said.

“Remember the story of Mary and Martha?” Ben said. “Jesus commended Mary and chastised Martha. Mary didn’t run around the house cleaning and straightening things and she was the favored one. Martha was too busy trying to impress.”

“Listen buddy,” Alice said. “Jesus is not walking through those doors in a few minutes. It’s Lucy which is short for Lucifer. She can’t forgive sins, but she can sure make my life a living hell.”

Ben and Alice cleaned furiously until Larry and Lucy pulled into the driveway.

“Quick,” Alice said. “Toss a newspaper on the coach and a magazine in your chair.”

“Why?” Ben said.

“I don’t want it to look as if we just cleaned,” Alice said.

Ben did as he was ordered.

Ben and Alice invited Larry and Lucy inside. They exchanged greetings.

“Oh my,” Alice said. “I wish we’d known earlier you guys were in town. This place is such a mess.”

“It has been a while,” Lucy said. “That’s last weeks newspaper on the couch.”

Alice smiled, well more like gritting her teeth with her lips forcibly curled up. “Can I get you two some coffee?”

“Sure,” Lucy said. “But would you mind rinsing the cups first?”

More odd blogger posts:

  1. Ilya Fostiy. Basement | Philosophy & Photography
  2. 31 Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | Family Photos Food & Craft
  3. When it comes to cleaning, no one tell the OCD self, thanks… | thoughtsofrkh
  4. Odd Couple – I’m Afraid Of The Dark
  5. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple « Mama Bear Musings
  6. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | The Gozum Show
  7. Squeaky Clean? | Stuphblog
  8. Display Duality | Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | likereadingontrains
  9. All Things | paul scribbles
  10. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | szantoanna76
  11. A messy definition | Spunky Wayfarer
  12. Cleaning and Company | The Nameless One
  13. DP – Odd Couple | Life With Pink Princesses
  14. Albert is on my Side « Fly for Icarus
  15. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  16. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | Basically Beyond Basic
  17. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | The Blogging Path
  18. Daily Prompt: Chaos Theory | One Starving Activist
  19. Hoarding gives me the Heebie-jeebies | polysyllabic profundities
  20. Itchy fingers | Head full of Fluff
  21. Artistically Messy vs. Squeaky Clean | Life, Love, and the Pursuit of Happiness
  22. Spring Cleaning! | Eyes Through The Glass – A Blog About Asperger’s
  23. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple: Do my dishes, Oh! | Reviewer Rose
  24. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | My Atheist Blog
  25. Messy? | jaycee68
  26. A solution to the Mess | Whisks & Chopsticks
  27. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | General Brain Dump
  28. The Odd Couple | A Sign Of Life
  29. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple | Amanda’s Blog
  30. The Sunday Post: A little Down Time | Front Porches and Candlelight
  31. Odd couple | Taking time, making time
  32. A little dust never hurt anybody | Chasing Rabbit Holes
  33. Oddly | Tommia’s Tablet
  34. Daily Prompt: Odd Couple: Clean | This and That
  35. Daily prompt: odd couple | Empressnasigoreng’s Blog


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Too Much Of A Good Thing

My ultimate meal, but not every meal!

My ultimate meal, but not every meal!

Daily Prompt: Five a Day

You’ve being exiled to a private island, and your captors will only supply you with five foods. What do you pick?

When I was in my early teens my diet selection was fairly narrow, at least when eating out. It was always the same; Hamburger (mustard, pickle, onion), French fries, banana cream pie. It was all sloshed down with a Coke.

Not counting the Coke that’s three items that fulfilled my dietary and culinary delight.

I suppose that leaves me with two items remaining to choose. I really like tossed salad (I’m assuming a choice of dressings) and chili.

I’m assuming my captors will provide water or some other beverage; a dark roast coffee would be appreciated.

If my captors offered those items they would have little reason to believe I would plan an escape.

This reminds me of an experience from my early twenties. I was an Army cook. There were five cooks on our shift. We came into a large supply of filet mignon and lobster tail. We decided to have it everyday until the supply was exhausted.

I remember by the fifth day we were saying, “Oh no, filet mignon and lobster tail again!” One guy said as if fondly remembering, “I remember the good old days when I was a kid; mayonnaise sandwiches as far as the eye could see, never got tired of ’em.”

Other five food bloggers:

  1. 30 Daily Prompt: Five a Day | Family Photos Food & Craft
  2. Daily Prompt: Crash Diet on an island | My Daily Prompt Blog
  3. Five Foods in a private island | I am Super Istar
  4. Five to survive | Spunky Wayfarer
  5. I’m Afraid Of The Dark
  6. Condiments Not Included? | Daily Prompt: Five a Day | likereadingontrains
  7. Five A Day – I’m Afraid Of The Dark
  8. A Life Without Chocolate | The Daily Dilly Dally
  9. Too Much Of A Good Thing | The Jittery Goat
  10. Daily prompt: five a day | Mud Pie
  11. Daily Prompt: Five a Day I’ve Been Exiled | Lines by Linda
  12. Five a Day: Getting the Balance Right | WanderLust
  13. Balanced diet? What balance? | Angel Frouk
  14. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | Of Glass & Paper
  15. Five Foods | Matthew Vett’s Development Blog
  16. Final Five | ayimas
  17. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | LooknWalk
  18. Five a Day | Kansa Muse on Micro Farming and More
  19. Food – First Five | Bullets & Dreams
  20. A captive ‘a la carte’ menu (Daily Prompt) | Prompt Queen
  21. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | The Road to Published
  22. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  23. Five Food I Would Not Live Without | Creative and Juicy
  24. The 5 Foods To Keep Me Company | Life, Love, and the Pursuit of Happiness
  25. Random Daily Prompt: Five a Day « Completely Random Thoughts
  26. Daily Post: For Good Health | One Starving Activist
  27. Fantastic Foods . . . | amateurxpress
  28. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | My Atheist Blog
  29. Five a Day | thelissachronicles
  30. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | writinglikeastoner
  31. Five-Alive | sat n’ all that
  32. Daily Prompt: Famous Five | it’s just abOut Me 🙂
  33. Daily Prompt: Five a Day | Dree Speaks Freely
  34. Five a Day | The Nameless One
  35. Five Foods to Make Being Exiled Grand (Daily Prompt: Five a Day) | My Abbitude Problem!
  36. Exiled but Survived | L’S THOUGHTS….


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Don’t Cross Your Eyes!

imagesCAIMTKCHDaily Prompt: Trading Places

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a member of the opposite sex for a day? What do you think life would be like?

There is value in a man thinking what it would be like to be in a woman’s place and vice versa, but only as far as empathetic thinking. A person who does that or suggest that for a whole day is weird; likely having identity issues themselves. If you want to do that kind of thing for a day, go ahead and do it, just don’t tell me about it.

I’m wondering if such an exercise is like when you’re a kid and you cross your eyes. Some adult or teacher will warn, “If you do that too much your eyes will stay that way.”

Now that I think about it, there was this guy I worked with; a nice guy, a little weird, but nice. His name was Robert. He dressed as Marie Antoinette for some costume party one day. He walked around all night carrying a head with a bouffant hairdo under his arm. He went around telling people, “She eats cake if you feed it to her.“ (I don’t know what that has to do with anything, but I just had to mention it.) He changed his name to Roberta and never dressed as a man again.

I take that back, the next year he dressed as Louis XVI, but just for one night. Wait now, it may have been the other way around. Nevertheless, it had to do with the French.

Oh crap! I did it. Now my eyes are stuck.

More cross bloggers:

  1.  DP – Trading Places | Life With Pink Princesses
  2. What do you mean the fella’s gone? | thoughtsofrkh
  3. Daily Prompt: Trading Places « Mama Bear Musings
  4. If I Were a Boy! | Jill-of-all-Trades
  5. The Tiresias Suit | Matthew Vett’s Development Blog
  6. Daily Prompt: Trading Places Happier Being Me | Lines by Linda
  7. a Question. | jaycee68
  8. WordPress Daily Prompt: Trading Place | a Portia Adams adventure
  9. Ode to Gender Bending (Daily Prompt) | Prompt Queen
  10. Thanks to Billy Bob | Charming South
  11. It’s A Boy Girl Thing | Life, Love, and the Pursuit of Happiness
  12. A clean swap | Pigments of Life
  13. Daily Prompt: Trading Places | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  14. Daily Prompt: Trading Places | My Atheist Blog
  15. Trading shoes | Bullets & Dreams
  16. If I were a Boy… « Fly for Icarus
  17. Trading Places?: You Must be Joking! | motherofnine9
  18. Daily Prompt: Trading Places With My Hubby For A Day? | My Daily Prompt Blog
  19. Trading Places | The Nameless One
  20. Salt n Peppa | paul scribbles
  21. Daily Prompt: Trading Places | Of Glass & Paper
  22. Write Now! 29 March 2013 & The Daily Post: Other | One Starving Activist
  23. Daily Prompts | Scorched Ice
  24. I make me feel like a natural woman | Natalie Elizabeth Beech
  25. Daily Prompt: Trading Places | Giving Thought | Giving Sight

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I Have A Kneed To Cry

 happyDaily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy

We cry for lots of reasons: sadness, pain, fear . . . and happiness. When was the last time you shed tears of joy?

These occasions happen more and more frequently the older I become. It doesn’t take much to get me crying anymore.

Sometimes one of my children (now adults) will share something with me; an accomplishment, a feeling, an experience, or so on. I tear up. I immediately think of them as children and telling me the same things, but now in more adult terms, but it’s the same person. It is just a reminder no matter how old, wise, or mature they become they are still my children and that gets me going. They are good tears.

Recently my wife had a knee replaced. It was a knee that had given her trouble since an injury as a teenager. In recent years it has become horrendously debilitating. She has had her share of surgeries over the years and succumbs to them only after all other alternatives have been exhausted.

This problem with the knee was unbearable. It has effected her back which gives her excruciating pain also.

We found a highly recommended surgeon and he recommended a knee replacement.

A few weeks ago she walked from the living room to our bedroom using her walker. Well it would be more correct for me to say shoved the walker ahead of her like it was a person in the way and needed to move faster. She walked better than I’d seen her in several years.

When she returned to the living room I asked, “Do you have anymore pain?”

She smiled. “A little, but it’s from the surgery. The other pain is gone.”

That was it. That’s my tears of joy. It doesn’t take much to get my crying anymore, but maybe it’s more than I realize.

Other bloggers who cry when happy or joyful:

  1. Ever-lasting Joy | sat n’ all that
  2. Daily Prompt: Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy « Mama Bear Musings
  3. Wax On….Wax Off | That Girl Ryan
  4. Let’s rewatch some happiness | Spunky Wayfarer
  5. Happy Happy Joy Joy – I’m Afraid Of The Dark
  6. Varying Degrees Every Day | Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | likereadingontrains
  7. What A Writer Feels Like | Ramisa the Authoress
  8. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | The Gozum Show
  9. Shed a Happy Tear | Stuphblog
  10. Tears of Joy! | Bullets & Dreams
  11. It’s not sexy, but it sure feels good…! | thoughtsofrkh
  12. Tears of Joy | The Nameless One
  13. Gladful Tears | The Temenos Journal
  14. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | Completely Disappear
  15. Daily Prompt: Crying is it for fear, joy, sadness or pain? | My Daily Prompt Blog
  16. Hip hoppy happy tears of joy | Random Encounters of an Inquisitive Mind
  17. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | The Kitchen Ink
  18. The human connection | Pigments of Life
  19. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | My Atheist Blog
  20. Daily Prompt: Happy happy joy joy | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  21. Happy tears (Daily Prompt) | Prompt Queen
  22. Happy Happy Joy Joy | Kansa Muse on Micro Farming and More
  23. Post a Week: Tears | sketches and scribbles (reloaded)
  24. Who are you? | paul scribbles
  25. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | The Blogging Path
  26. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | I’m Making Happiness
  27. Tears of Joy | thelissachronicles
  28. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | Reviewer Rose
  29. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy | Lines by Linda
  30. rhapsodiesofmymind
  31. Progress « Sorta-Ginger
  32. Cry me a river … | theconsciouswriter
  33. Thoughts on Denouement | Mind of a Mouse
  34. Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy, My Happiness | baka’s blog


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Sometimes A Picture Or Book Cover Is Worth Three Words – “Not For Me”

When I saw the cover of Tortilla Flat I knew it had to be a good story. It's one of my favorite books.

When I saw the cover of Tortilla Flat I knew it had to be a good story.
It’s one of my favorite books.

Daily Prompt: Judgment Day

If you were to judge your favorite book by its cover, would you still read it?

When ever the expression is said ‘you can’t judge a book by its cover’ I normally follow it by saying, “Of course, that was first said when book covers were all alike.” The expression is akin to, ‘First impressions are the lasting impressions.’

The Daily Prompt has much deeper implications, more than books – people.

Not so long ago a friend and I stopped to get a coffee at a 7 – 11 (Yeah, we were that desperate.)

My friend owned a business that employed around forty people. It was a service type business. Many of his employees entered homes to do restoration work.

At the 7 – 11 a large man stood in line at the register in front of my friend. The man was muscular, had a beard, shaved head, tattoos, piecing in the ears and nose.

The large man turned around and said to my friend, “Didn’t you interview me for a job a couple of weeks ago.”

My friend smiled and said, “Yes, I remember you.”

“Why didn’t you hire me?”

“At the moment I can’t remember, but I’m sure there was a reason.”

My friend was smaller than the man who seemed to be trying to intimidate him. But my friend, in his younger days was completely immersed in the Kung Fu culture and had played parts in several movies. That didn’t make him a tough guy, but it wasn’t going to make him stammer and stutter either.

“Is it the way I look?” the man said.

“Well that might be one place to start,” my friend said.

“Can’t you judge people by who they are on the inside?” the man said.

“Think about this, sir,” my friend said. “You’re already telling me who you are.”

When we got to the car my friend said, “Let’s get out of here before he has time to think.”

In my view, if a book or a person wants me to judge by what is on the inside and not the cover, than the cover should reflect what is on the inside. What the cover looks like is likely what is on the inside. That is what the publisher is selling and that is what the person is telling us about who they are.

imagesCAR8BFZOThat said, and back to the prompt; I have commented on this book before. It was To Kill a Mockingbird. I recall on the front cover of the copy I purchased was a picture from the movie by the same name. The cover was Atticus talking to his daughter, Scout, before bedtime. I knew immediately all that was needed to know; a lesson being passed on to a child.

If for a moment there is the feeling of being seduced or hoodwinked by a title or a cover it’s rejected. A cover must do more than titillate me, it must touch my heart.



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Déjà Vu By Another Name

I'd bee willing the wager a good bartender can accomplished more good than therapist and doctors prescribing drugs.

I’d be willing the wager a good bartender can accomplish more good than therapists or doctors prescribing drugs.

Daily Prompt: Deja Vu

Have you ever truly felt déjà vu, the sensation that you’ve already had the experience you’re currently having?

Years ago I walked into a place and sat down at the bar. It seemed strangely familiar even though I was quite certain of never being there before.

The bartender ask, “Whatcha havin’?”

He looked incredibly familiar. ‘Did I go to school with him? Did we meet before someplace else? Is he my cousin, Ralph?’

I ordered a beer and a sandwich.

He brought the beer and I said. “Have you ever had the feeling you’ve been someplace before and you just can’t put your finger on it; like as if you were there?”

“I’ve heard of that,” the bartender said.

“I think I’ve been here before,” I said. “But I’m certain I haven’t.”

“It’s called déjà vu,” the bartender said. “I don’t believe in it. I’ve read that one eye or side of the brain actually records things in like a micro burst of time faster than the other side of the brain. The other side of the brain interprets it as happened before. It can all be explained physiologically.”

“Wow,” I said. “I’m glad there is some logical explanation. I just wouldn’t want to live a life thinking it had all been played out before hand and that I’m visiting places I don’t remember.”

“Actually in your case there may be yet another explanation,” the bartender said.

“Oh no,” I said. “Don’t tell me there’s something wrong with my brain.”

“No, sir,” the bartender said. “Actually you staggered in here a week ago and caused quite a disturbance and had to be tossed out.”

“Thank goodness,” I said. “For a minute I thought of the possibility of alternate universes and stuff like that.”

“It’s strange,” the bartender said. “That’s what you were raging about last week while being hurled out the door.”

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Mayberry Is Okay With Me

Andy and Barney didn't alway see life eye to eye, but they did see it heart to heart.

Andy and Barney didn’t always see life eye to eye, but they did see it heart to heart.

Daily Prompt: Idyllic

What does your ideal community look like? How is it organized, and how is community life structured? What values does the community share?

The Andy Griffith Show’s Mayberry left an indelible imprint on my mind of what an idyllic community should be.

That community seemed to move at its own pace, nothing nor no one was going to speed it up or slow it down. Though the people seemed simple-minded and petty but they knew who they were and what was important.

Every time an outside force tried to wield its influence on the community or change it, the community changed them.

The sheriff, justice of the peace, judge, and town counselor was Andy Taylor. He held the town together with wit and wisdom and never carried a gun.

Their moral code and values were simply, “That don’t sound right,” “You hadn’t ought to do that,” and “What didja do that for?” They really didn’t need laws.

Well today that sort of community wouldn’t have a chance. Andy profiled, never read a suspect their rights, and due process was something done at the butcher shop.

Some might clamor there was no racial diversity. Yet there was that feel that no matter who came to live there they would be welcomed for who they were as a person. Andy saw into a person’s heart and Aunt Bea never met a person she didn’t like.

Mayberry today would have to have the obligatory wise, sensitive, and caring homosexual couple. I always had my doubts about Floyd the barber and Howard down at the hardware store, but they were fine with who they were one way or another. Floyd gave good haircuts and Howard could fix you up with a two pounds of ten penny nails or a new mower. The people there didn’t brag about their sexual exploits or wave their preference on a banner. The knew who they were without telling the world.

There are thousands of communities much like Mayberry. They are slowly disappearing. The modern world is overtaking them. The very thing that brought Mayberry to millions of living rooms in the 60’s has now taken it away. It has perverted the minds of many in the areas of character, ethics, sexuality, and civility. It is the TV.

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