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I May Not Look So Good, But I Sound Marvelous

Can’t Stand Me

What do you find more unbearable: watching a video of yourself, or listening to a recording of your voice? Why?

Years ago I spoke before a large audience. I rehearsed my talk no less than 15 times. I even rehearsed in front of a mirror.

During and after the talk I knew I did well. I received a lot of positive comments and feedback.

A friend recorded it and I was eager to listen. I listened to it in a private setting. After a minute I stopped listening; I had enough. It was terrible.

Several months later I recorded a friend’s presentation in front of a large crowd. He is a flawless communicator. I listened to it later. It was flawless.

He asked me for the recording so he could self-analyze it. Later we talked. He said he couldn’t stand listening to it and was embarrassed at the quality.

I think this all comes down to expectations and reality.

We see each other in front of a mirror all the time. When we see each other on a video there is little unrealized expectation. I practiced my talk in front of a mirror, but never recorded the rehearsal sessions. I was completely aware of what I looked like. I thought I knew how I sounded (James Earl Jones or Patrick Stewart).

Frankly, I sounded more like Bruce Dern or the male version of Kristen Chenoweth, a real nasal quality.

I suppose if we heard ourselves the way we really sound, instead of from within our heads, we might just talk less. Even though I likely still sound like Bruce Dern and Kristen Chenoweth, I live with the illusion I’m James Earl Jones or Patrick Stewart. Listen to this: “Tea, Earl Grey, Hot.” Pretty good, heh!”


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Ben’s A Creative Genie-ous

Generous Genies

Remember those lovely genies who grant wishes? Well, you’re one and you’ve just been emancipated from your restrictive lamp. You can give your three wishes to whomever you want. Who do you give your three wishes to, and why?

So here’s the real deal; Ben got up late this morning. He checked his computer to see how well received was his Daily Prompt.

“Oh, man, forgot! I didn’t even have anything in mind. What am I going too do? I got it; the old genie 3 wishes thing. It worked on me when I was a sophomore. Wait, not very creative and I am a creative genie-ous. I got it! I’m the genie and I do the choosing. I’m so brilliant. Let me post this and get back to sleep.”



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A Toyota Odyssey

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Is there something you’ve always wanted to do, but never got around to starting (an activity, a hobby, or anything else, really)? Tell us about it — and tell us about what’s keeping you from doing it.

At present I’m looking for a small Toyota motorhome. The dream is for my wife and I to travel a couple of months.

Not possessing tremendous cash flow, (I don’t even know what the words means other than I have none to speak of) I’m looking for a real bargain. There is a fear with buying something old and worn. I worry about things such as the transmission, the motor, and leakage in the unit.

In addition I’ve always wanted to drive through the Yukon and into Canada’s Northwest Territories. I’ve held that dream for 20 years.


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Not My Taste

Picky Tongues

You have to choose one flavor that your sense of taste will no longer be able to distinguish. Sweet, sour, bitter, salty, umami, spicy (not a taste per se, but we’re generous): which one do you choose to lose?

The last two weeks I’ve been absent from the Daily Prompt. I’ve been working on a website in an alternative universe; stop and render an opinion if you like.

The prompts have been weird lately or that may be just the way I perceive them. It’s likely me.  But this one sounds particularly so. Where did it come from? Here’s my guess:

Scene One

The year is 1968, four college students are crowded in a dorm room. They just dropped acid.

One says, “Hey, Moondog, (In group of 4 hippies one always had the name Moondog) You have to choose one flavor that your sense of taste will no longer be able to distinguish. Sweet, sour, bitter, salty, umami, spicy (not a taste per se,) which one do you choose to lose?”

Moondog stares into space. “Man, you can really get creative on this stuff.”

Scene Two

Juan, a drug cartel leader (All Juans are natural born leaders, especially evil ones.) has just found an informant in his organization. The informant, Manuel (the informant is always Manuel) is strapped to a chair in the middle of an empty warehouse in Miami.

“So, Manuel, what do happen to sneetches?” the Juan says.

“I donno,” Manuel says. “You da boss. You smart man, come up with ideas.”

Juan smiles cruelly.  “I give you choice. You have to choose one flavor that your sense of taste will no longer be able to distinguish. Sweet, sour, bitter, salty, umami, spicy (not a taste per se, but we’re generous): which one do you choose to lose? Better yet, I just cut your tongue out!”



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Kenton Lewis, Patron Saint of Daily Prompts and Writer’s Block

thM0D6X5KCA True Saint 

In 300 years, if you were to be named the patron saint of X, what would you like X to be? Places, activities, objects — all are fair game.

I would like to be named the Patron Saint of Daily Prompts and writers block. All writers could pray to me and inspiration comes out of nowhere. Of course there would be a stipulation. A saint is not worth his or her salt or pepper without stipulations. I will demand the customary saintly 30%. That’s right inspirations and prompts come at a cost. If you want that cheap bargain basement prompt and inspiration go to WordPress. I doubt if they’ll be around in 300 years, cheap never lasts; well, cheap suits last forever.  You can’t put a price on inspiration; you can’t, but I can.

It’s also available in prepay, layaway, and installments, so if I don’t start seeing some real cash rolling in, and soon, don’t be surprised if you all the sudden go blank.

Enough of the tomfoolery let’s get down to business. Here is the link to the final episode of Class Reunion.



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A Family Secret

Modern Families

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

Not a good question. It eliminates many. Not all families have shocking elements, perhaps intriguing or interesting would do just as well.

Let’s say my Grandfather Jim (father’s side), who died in 1933, suddenly sprung to life. I could ask him a question about something recently discovered about he and my Grandmother, his wife. “Grandpa, I noticed something; Grandma was just a little more than three months past her 15th birthday when you two married. It was just beyond seven months when she gave birth to your first child. How did you avoid jail time, given the fact you were 24? Just curious. I know Grandpa, you should be turning in your grave right now.”

Here is the link to my short story for the day, The scent of a Woman and Coffee.


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Montezuma’s revenge and the Ring of Fire

Ring of Fire

Do you love hot and spicy foods or do you avoid them for fear of what tomorrow might bring?

It was a bitter and burning lesson. I tried showing my Mexican friend I was as macho as he.

We ate dinner together.  He sprinkled salt on a plate, he dabbed a jalapeño in the salt, and took a bite of it with each bite of food.

“Das de way we do eet in Meckico,” he said.

Eager to show my multicultural diversity, tolerance, and machismo I did the same. “Bien,” I said.

He rolled his eyes. “You mus be careful,” he cautioned. “Eef you no use to it you know for sure what Montezuma’s revenge really ees.”

Approximately six hours later I was cursing Montezuma and the horse he road in on. Spending the greater part of an evening on the throne leaves a red ring – that’s my ring of fire.

Here is a the link to my short story for the day, Sex and Dirty Words Before Publishing, Please.


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