These insects don’t do much besides providing nutrition for other animals and because they are so defenseless to their predators, they are considered manna from heaven.  Their sheer numbers help them to survive as a species, as eventually everything gets tired of eating them.  Thus, no matter how many cicadas get eaten, there will still be millions left to reproduce.  Some cicadas appear each summer, and then there are the ‘periodical cicadas’ which emerge on a regular schedule every 13 or 17 years, depending on the species.  Male cicadas make a hypnotic buzzing sound, which is their love song used to attract females for mating.  Cicadas can be annoying to some people, but this is one of the most amazing phenomena that occurs on our planet and it doesn’t last long, so people should enjoy it while they can.

Periodical cicadas spend almost their whole lives being only a foot or two underground, living on sap from tree roots.  When the mature cicada nymphs emerge, they mate and then die, and their newly hatched offspring drop to the ground and burrow in for the next 13 or 17 years.  The periodical cicadas emerge nearly simultaneously in great densities numbered in the trillions to spend a few weeks of life in the open air where they molt, buzzing males call for a mate to copulate with and after they have mated diligent females will deposit their fertilized eggs in nests.  The periodical cicadas begin life above ground as nymphs once they hatch.  These rice-grain sized nymphs immediately fall to the ground, where they burrow their way into what will be their home for the foreseeable future.  The years that follow are spent feeding on the juices of plant roots and slowly maturing in preparation for the upcoming emergence.

Evidence suggests that they don’t feel pain the way other creatures do, so if you are brave enough to try and eat these critters, you can celebrate a victory for being able to do something that makes others cringe, while you are enjoying a feast on these bugs.  There are plenty of cicada recipes that you can try like dry roasted or air fried, but I think the best way is to prepare them to be crispy and crunchy, but you may have to eat them with your eyes closed, otherwise you may have trouble swallowing them.

Groups of cicadas that share the same emergence years are known as broods.  This spring, bugs belonging to one of the biggest broods of 17-year cicadas, called Brood X or the Great Eastern Brood, are making their appearance.  So, love is in the air this spring in the eastern United States, where billions of cicadas are appearing in the biggest emergence event since 2004.  The Brood X cicadas will stretch from Tennessee to New York.  Bob Dylan was given an honorary degree by Princeton University in 1970, which was a year that the Brood X cicadas emerged.  He was moved by the experience to write the song ‘Day of the Locusts’, which was included on his eleventh studio album New Morning.

Written for FOWC with Fandango – Diligent, for June Monthly prompts – Crispy and crunchy and for Word of the Day – Victory.

Pull My Finger

Something of a foul nature is approaching in this post, but as long as you hear noise, that means that your system is working.  People often joke about flatulence and passing wind, but we all do this and the average person passes wind or farts about 15 times a day.  Instead of stomach noises being used for humor, let’s try to learn more about our bodies, as a normal digestive system is going to let some gas escape from time to time, thus bowel noises are part of life.  Intestinal gas, or air in the digestive tract, is usually not noticed until we burp or pass it rectally (flatulence).  Everyone passes gas several times daily, and occasional burping or belching is normal.  The entire digestive tract, from the stomach to the rectum, contains intestinal gas as the natural consequence of swallowing food and air and digesting food.  Borborygmi (audible rumblings) is a normal phenomenon that anyone can experience.  It is associated with hunger, slow or incomplete digestion, or the consumption of certain foods.

The gastrointestinal (GI) tract is part of the digestive system, which processes nutrients in foods that are eaten and helps pass waste material out of the body.  Chewing your food helps to break it down, and when it is lubricated with saliva, it forms a cohesive mass known as the food bolus.  Food moves from the throat to the stomach through a hollow, muscular tube called the esophagus.  Muscular contractions in your stomach walls help to mix food and digestive secretions turn this into chyme.  Chyme is a waste product derived from the pulpy acidic fluid which passes from the stomach to the small intestine, consisting of gastric juices and partly digested food.  After leaving the stomach, partly-digested food passes into the small intestine and then into the large intestine.  The colon (large bowel) is the first part of the large intestine.  The large intestine is connected to the sigmoid colon, which is the last section of the bowel and its job is to hold feces until you’re ready to defecate or expel feces by controlling your sphincter muscle to push the stool out.  I don’t think that it is necessary to dig too deep into the anal canal and describe the squamocolumnar junction or the anal verge, but basically the anal canal ends at the anus (the opening of the large intestine to the outside of the body), although I do need to mention peristalsis.

Peristalsis is a series of wave-like muscle contractions that move food through the digestive tract, and this involuntary constriction and relaxation of the intestine or another canal muscles pushes wastes out of your body.  This movement begins in the pharynx which is connected to the esophagus, once a food bolus (a semi-solid mass of food) is formed, and it ends in the anus.  If your stomach starts gurgling, and grumbling, this is most likely a sign that you are hungry, but borborygmi can also occur when you are not hungry and this noise is caused by an excessive gas moving back and forth in the intestine.  Intestinal gas comes from either swallowed air or the fermentation by bacteria of poorly digested carbohydrates in the colon.  Anytime you swallow food, you are also taking air in with it and this may be why your mother told you to chew your food with your mouth shut.  Having excess air in your gut causes your food to be improperly absorbed and if these gases remain trapped in your digestive system, it will produce bloating and abdominal distention.

Abdominal sounds (bowel sounds) are made by the movement of the intestines as they push food through.  The intestines are hollow, so bowel sounds echo through the abdomen much like the sounds heard from water pipes.  Most bowel sounds are normal and they indicate that the gastrointestinal tract is working.  If you hear your stomach making noise, most of this is caused by gas and intestinal contractions of the muscles that mix and propel contents in the gastrointestinal (GI) tract.  Even when you’re not eating, your gut is moving.  If you have food in your intestine, it should muffle the sound, but if you have air in there, and that’s all you’re moving, that is what you’ll hear.  If your stomach produces more than one gurgling sound, then that makes borborygmus plural and you have borborygmi.

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Borborygmus.

Remove That Smile From Your Face!

Joe said, “Stop smiling, as that smirk of yours is irritating and you don’t have any good reason to be so pleased with yourself.  Nobody likes a smiker!  It is so freaking hot, this intense sun is scorching my skin and I am sweating like a pig.”  Eddie said, “What in the hell is a smiker?  Joe said, “Dude, did you not study English in High School, as a smiker is one who smirks.  When you go around smirking, people think that you are laughing at them, or taking some type of sarcastic pleasure at someone else’s unhappiness or misfortune.”

Eddie started singing, “Smirk, smirk, smirk, they call me the smiker.  If I want to be happy, I don’t need your permission and I have an awful lot of really good reasons to be happy.  I have two loving parents and my dog loves me also.  I have a date tonight with Cindy and we are going to see that new Jason Statham film Wrath of Man.  I was not smirking, as that is just the way my smile looks and if you want to know why I am smiling, it is because I was just thinking about ice cream and then that ice cream truck started coming up the street.  What do you say, how about me buying each of us an ice cream so we can cool off, OK bro?”  Joe said, “Sure buddy, as that sounds much better than splitting wood and honking geese.”  Eddie said, “Pass that joint over here, as you have already had too much.”

Written for FOWC with Fandango – Remove, for May Monthly Writing Prompts – Splitting wood and honking geese, and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Smiker.

The Loo

This is a slang term for toilet, and it was supposedly derived from the practice of the French yelling out the warning, “Gardez l’eau!” (pronounced gardy loo – meaning “mind the water”), before emptying the chamber pot from an upper level onto the street below.  Following the devastation of the Bubonic Plague, some areas of Europe attempted to improve sanitation by outlawing the practice of discarding waste on public streets.  When privacy slowly emerged as an issue, sanitation improved.

During the Middle Ages, flush toilets and indoor plumbing did not exist.  There were several ways in which people ‘did their business’.  A popular way was using the garderobe, which means ‘to guard the robes’.  This was a private room, a bed-chamber area that was also referred to as a privy.  It got this name because people kept their clothes in them, and they believed that the foul odor in these chambers repelled moths, which would otherwise eat the fabric.  It is from ‘garderobe’ that the modern word ‘wardrobe’ is derived.  Basically, these were seats (either made of stone or wood) attached to a shaft leading to a pit.  These toilets were installed in castles and manor houses, so they were available only to the rich and powerful.

Less privileged people had to settle for more communal facilities, such as cesspits, which was simply a hole in the ground similar to an outhouse.  Excrement would stay stagnant in the hole, so these cesspits needed to be emptied every once in a while, as excrement sank to the bottom and liquids flowed out between the spaces in the brick lining.  In 1183, Frederick I Barbarossa (1122–1190) Holy Roman Emperor and Duke of Swabia held a Diet (legislative assembly) in the Great Hall of Germany’s Erfurt Castle, when suddenly the floor of the main hall collapsed, and the Emperor his knights and many of the dinner guests fell thirty-nine feet into the cesspool below and drowned.  Emperor Frederick pulled through as he was able to grab on to the iron grates of a window, whereat he hung by the hands till he was rescued, but it was a while before any of his guests accepted another dinner invitation at the castle.

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Gardyloo.

Peace and Tranquility

Harold Ray Ragsdale better known as Ray Stevens is an American family-friendly entertainer, a country and pop singer-songwriter and comedian who has won several Grammys for comedic hits such as ‘Gitarzan’ and ‘The Streak’ as well as ‘Misty’, and this one ‘Everything Is Beautiful’.  He wrote the uplifting song as the theme for the 1970 TV variety show called The Ray Stevens Show.  He wanted to write a very special song, so he went down into his basement for about three days, and there were crumpled up papers all over the place, but eventually he got the idea for this song he wrote it in about 45 minutes.  This was released in 1970 on his Everything Is Beautiful album and the single reached #1 in the US and it charted #6 in the UK.  Stevens is probably better known for his novelty recordings, like ‘Ahab, The Arab’, and ‘Harry The Hairy Ape’ and he may hold the record for writing a song with the longest title ever, ‘Jeremiah Peabody’s Poly Unsaturated Quick Dissolving Fast Acting Pleasant Tasting Green and Purple Pills’.

Beauty is a relative notion that involves a combination of qualities, such as shape, color, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, but this especially relates to sight and we use this term to measure things against each other.  Something that gives intense pleasure or leaves you deeply satisfied and is thought of as being enjoyable, would be considered to be beautiful.  In the fashion industry, the idea of beauty is always shifting, as what looks good today maybe passé tomorrow.  Beauty is said to reside in the eye of the beholder, because it cannot be judged objectively so you may see something that you feel is beautiful, and this same thing may not appeal to another, thus beauty is actually created by observers.

This song gives the listeners an affirmative way of looking at all the aspects of life to create harmony, peace, tranquility and bring back those halcyon days to restore the human spirit.  It talks about God and heaven and it contains a Biblical quote based on Jeremiah 5:21, “There is none so blind as he who will not see”, which basically states that people will ignore facts even when they are staring them right in the face.  It is a song of hope that can get you through dark times, letting you believe that the “world’s gonna find a way.”

Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in his sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world

Everything is beautiful in it’s own way
Like a starry summer night
On a snow covered winter’s day
And everybody’s beautiful in their own way
Under God’s Heaven
The world’s gonna find the way

There is none so blind
As He who will not see
We must not close up minds
We must let our thoughts be free

For every hour that passes by
You know the world gets a little bit older
It’s time to realize that people lies
In the eyes of the beholder

And everything is beautiful in its own way
Like a starry summer night
On a snow covered winter’s day, ah, sing it children
Everybody’s beautiful in their own way
Under God’s Heaven
The world’s gonna find a way

We shouldn’t care about the length of His hair
Of the color of His skin
Don’t worry about what shows from without
But the love that lives within

And we’re gonna get old again now
Everything is gonna work out fine
Just take a little time to the look on the good side my friend
And spittle in out in your mind

And everything is beautiful in it’s own way
Like a starry summer night
On a snow covered winter’s day, ah, sing it children
Everybody’s beautiful in their own way
Under God’s Heaven
The world’s gonna find a way, one more time

Everything is beautiful in its own way
Like a starry summer night
On a snow covered winter’s day

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Halcyon.

Winklepicker Stilettos

I have a fetish for long pointy shoes, or as I like to call them bedroom fuck me high heels and this might be a result of watching too many strippers dancing at clubs in their hooker heels.  If I can get a woman to wear them for my special private enjoyment and excitement then she is a keeper.  If she can get naked, but keep the heels on while we are in bed, that is even better, because that always keeps me aroused.  When a lady decides to parade around in this type of shoe, this becomes a real boner starter for me, because I know that this type of woman is more concerned in turning on a man then she is interested in her own comfort and she is secretively saying, “Do me”.  I have experimented with femdom play from time to time, where I let my mistress command me to lick her toes, and kiss or caress them.  I enjoy being able to remove them from her feet and then re-fitting them on her, as she flaunts her control over my manhood.  I am not interested in wearing a collar, or any type of bondage, whips or handcuffs, but some gentle play without pain or humiliation is right up my alley.

My preference is black or high gloss cherry red and if they wear a matching leather outfit that partially exposes their breasts, that always seems to work for me.  When a girl walks around in winklepicker stilettos, I know that her intentions to attract a man are deliberate and these shoes should be confined to the bedroom, as wearing them out in public, is like putting a sticker on yourself that says, “I want it”, and people will think that you should be standing on a street corner.  This type of shoe takes it up a notch, as even my grandmother would look good in these, well maybe not so much.  They tend to expose the maximum amount of foot flesh and this cannot be over done or exaggerated.  A shoe that features a long, sharp toe, one that is teamed up with a stiletto heel (or spike heel), can become a formidable weapon and it deserves respect.

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Winklepicker.

Hippie Cousin to the Camel

Lilly named her llama Pauciloquent because she thought that was a cute name for such a fluffy animal.  It made some groaning noises, it hummed and it made these adorable gargling sounds when it became sexually aroused from time to time, but it mostly stayed silent.  Lilly enjoyed riding on Pauciloquent and she thought it was better than being on a camel with humps, but she did not weigh that much.  Lilly loved taking selfies while riding on her pet, which she would hashtag, Instagram, and facebook all over the net, and this increased her bonding with this fuzzball creature

Lilly had owned an alpaca before, but she found out that are more distant to affection like cats usually are, while llamas are more like dogs once you earn their trust.  Lilly was having a lot of fun hanging out with Pauciloquent and although she was warned that llamas might try to spit in her face, but as she got to know Pauciloquent, she realized that he would never do such a nasty thing.

Lilly became the president of the Life is Better with a Llama Society and she was now sending out over 150 newsletters every month.  She included a section on llama humor, which everybody seemed to enjoy.  Some of her favorite jokes were: What do you get when you cross a turtle and a llama?, where the answer is a turtleneck sweater.  What do llamas call the end of time?, answer Llamageddon.   Did you hear about the woman who broke up with her boyfriend and moved to Peru?, she became a real llama queen.  What’s a llama’s favorite song?, Llama Chameleon.  Her llama never laughed ay any of the jokes that she told him, but he was never big on words anyways.

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Pauciloquent.

Call Me Jentacular

Call me psychopomp
Throw in Nudiustertian too
Do my shaved eyebrows bother you?
Well, I’m not ambidextrous, I just like to screw
Call me hifalutin, tell me I’m like Putin
Reality, I’m inclined to pursue
Call me facetious, yes, I’m pretentious
But it’s consequently true
I have this predilection for you
Call me incongruous, yes, I’m notorious
But it’s heuristically true
I’m concupiscently into you

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Jentacular.

The Sure Thing

I woke up in 2021 caught in an intimate relationship and I guess that I just got used to having her around.  When we met, she told me that there was no need to romance her, as she was a sure thing.  I became distracted by her beauty which was mesmerizing, but romance was one aspect that I certainly wanted to have in a relationship.  I wanted more and I turned into a basket case because I started ignoring the ignorance of this situation.  I wanted to kiss her and she insisted that wasn’t necessary, so we argued constantly till I got tired.  She looked just like Elizabeth Taylor and I asked her if we could go up on the tin roof with a blanket where we could be like street cats making love.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Distracted, for the Daily Spur prompt – Aspect, for FOWC with Fandango – Intimate, for Linda G. Hill’s ‘Life in progress’ JusJoJan January prompt – Caught, for January Writing Prompts – Ignoring the ignorance, for Ragtag Community – Blanket, for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #167 – I woke up in 2021, for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver hosted by Michael prompt – A basket case, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Tired Tin More and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Mesmerizing.

I’ve Seen Covid and I Smelled Death

I woke up this morning and I wrote this post after listening to James Taylor sing his song ‘Fire and Rain’, so there may be a little of his song buried in my words.  2019 was moving along just fine and in some ways, it seems like it was just yesterday morning, but now 2020 is almost gone.  I have seen anguish and pain in the face of George Floyd saying, “I can’t breathe.”  I learned about QAnon absurdities and I heard a lot of Rudy Giuliani nonsense.  Donald Trump has made over 5,700 Tweets this year and he still thinks that he won the election and many of his supporters continue to send him money.

Florida’s Governor DeSantis directed that COVID-19 vaccines initial phase will be a priority for long-term care facility residents and staff, persons 65 years and older, and health care personnel with direct patient contact.  This was one of my wishes and it means that I can get a vaccine, but since they are no longer taking any appointments, Ima tell ya that I will not be standing in line and waiting till they serve me, which I am not about to do.  I refuse to become a little silhouetto of a man, as I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain and it sounds like this line that would never end, making me a featureless silhouette of a person for spending my whole day standing in it.  They are advising anybody who wants to wait to bring food, water and something to do and this signals me that the vaccines are being mishandled.

I just signed up to take over a community Newsletter, not because I am lonely or I think that I need a friend, it is just that I enjoy writing and I think that I am good at it.  I hope that I didn’t bite off more than I ca chew and this ends up becoming a punch in the gut for me.  I will be responsible for reporting items of special interest, letting people know what is going on around town, what is happing in the association and in the specific section where I live, providing helpful hints and bringing good tidings to those who will receive the newsletter.

My mouse was acting up today, so I cleaned the optical sensor on the bottom and now it is back to normal, which made me happy that it recognized where I was telling it to go.  I am not sure how often I should be cleaning it, but for now it will see me through another day.  I have been walking my mind to an easy time with my back turned towards the sun to ridicule, expose and criticize people’s stupidity in this satire that I call life.

My eye doctor follow-up appointment is set for 3 PM today and I will find out how the latest laser surgery went on my right eye to correct the Posterior Capsule Opacification which manifested after my cataract procedure was done earlier this year.  I hope that this puts an end to all of my vision problems and then I will have more time on my hands to keep writing.  My body’s aching and my time is at hand, but my hope is that we don’t see Trump again in 2024, unless it is at Hall of Presidents at Walt Disney World.  I will cook up some leftovers for dinner tonight and I still have some grocery shopping to do, so later tater.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Tidings, for the Daily Spur prompt – Punch, for FOWC with Fandango – Silhouette, for December Monthly Writing Prompts – Ima tell ya, for Ragtag Community – Satire, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Cook Hall Recognized and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Wishes.