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.

Sine Qua Non

“Without which not”, missing an indispensable element, that should be an absolute prerequisite, something deemed essential, without which we cannot bear living, making life in general loose some specific value and turn into an abstract mess of desperationWhen I joined WordPress, I was happy to see a group of dedicated writers here, but there are also many people here that don’t write very well.  Maybe they had poor teaching, or perhaps English is a new language for them.  I take great pride in my writing and maybe some people think that I am some kind of a pompous jerk for feeling that way, but coherence is an essential quality for readability.  My paragraphs and sentences need to be clearly linked to each other, so that my logic will flow from point to point.

When I complete a post that is written properly, I’m happy to share it with others, because I feel that I have created or produced something worthwhile and that is an accomplishment for me and then I can say the words, “I am a writer”, and this allows me to continue to write.  I write every day as I am compelled to write and I try to be versatile tackling many topics and I admit that some of the stuff that I write may not be all that ingenious.  I prepare each post; I try to abide by the rules and I hope to avoid trouble that way.  I don’t get paid for any of my posts and soon after they are finished, they are easily forgotten.  I see so many bloggers here that write about nothing, yet they have many more followers and they get a lot more views and likes than I receive.  I know that I am putting much more effort into my writing than they are into their rapid posts and maybe my posts are unpopular because of my quirky opinions, or my rapscallion attitude.  I think of myself as being last but not least. where I don’t have a lot of fans, but I think that my writing is important and my writing is not dependent on how many readers show up to view my posts.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Rapid, for the Daily Spur prompt – Dependent, for FOWC with Fandango – Ingenious, for December Monthly Writing Prompts – Last but not least, for Ragtag Community – Rapscallion, for Di’s Three Things Challenge #442 prompt words – Prepare, Trouble and Rules and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Desperation.

High‐Tech Terrorist

Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read.  The books were just illusions to impress others, and they made his life bearable, because they impressed his friends.  He had no intention of ever reading any of them, as knowing too much would take away his individualism, and his sense of style.  He was as phony as a three-dollar bill, but what nobody knew was that the book shelves were hiding a secret passage to his panic room.  He was not sorry for all of the lies that he feed to the press and he hoped that Trump would exonerate him one day.

They finally caught up to Julian Assange and his long-time friend Pamela Anderson felt he would not survive an extradition from the U.K. to the U.S.  He breached his bail in June 2012 and took refuge in the Embassy of Ecuador in London.  In January 2018, Julian was granted Ecuadorian citizenship.  Assange was arrested in 2019 after being evicted from the Ecuadorian Embassy in London, where he had sought refuge to avoid being sent to Sweden over allegations of rape and sexual assault.  The 48-year-old Australian has been indicted in the U.S. on 18 charges over the publication of classified documents.  Prosecutors say he conspired with U.S. Army intelligence analyst Chelsea Manning to crack a password, hack into a Pentagon computer and release secret diplomatic cables and military files on the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Trump stood on his soap box and threw a conniption saying that he loves Wikileaks and he publicly encouraged Russians to hack Hillary’s emails, but now he changed his mind and he is currently saying, “I know nothing about Wikileaks”.  Assange chose to play around in espionage and the First Amendment doesn’t give anyone a license to jeopardize national security, especially an unsavory character that is using dubious methods.  Julian has set a bad precedent for the future of the internet and he made his bed, so he should have to sleep in it.  Whether he is found guilty or innocent, doesn’t really bother me, but I am interested in what the final decision is about him.  Many people think he is a good guy who got a bad deal, but I disagree as united we fell to the hackers.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Exonerate, for the Daily Spur prompt – Feed, for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday hosted by Dylan, for FOWC with Fandango – Survive, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Box, for August Monthly Writing Prompts – United we fell, for Ragtag Community – Lies, for Reena’s Exploration Challenge prompt 150 – Illusions, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Play Sorry Final and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Conniption.

Profanity

In 1972, George Carlin created a list of the seven dirty words that you were not allowed to say on television and this was always fun for me to say shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits.  The Germans actually invented the word Schmutzwortsuche which is used to mean looking up dirty words in the dictionary.  The dictionary actually lists a meaning for the phrase “dirty word”, which is defined as a word, expression, or idea that is disagreeable or unpopular in a particular frame of reference.  People tend to get their knickers in a twist over ridiculous things, as sticks and stones can break our bones, but words can never hurt us.  Some words are considered to be socially offensive and saying them is deemed cursing, cussing or swearing, but for me that is where all the fun is and the really bad words have always been my favorite ones.

A curse implies damning or punishing someone, while a swear word suggests blasphemy, where you are invoking a deity to empower your words, like in saying God dam it.  Both of these words are considered to be profanity, because they are vulgar, socially unacceptable and shouldn’t be used in polite conversation.  An expletive is a bad word that is uttered when you are startled or become mad at something.  Some words can be abrupt, coarse, curt, fresh, impertinent, impudent, rude, saucy, uncivilized, uncouth, uncultured, unmannerly, unrefined, or vulgar.

I figured that I should give this Schmutzwortsuche thing a try today and the first word with potential that I came across was the word aholehole, which I figured would be a winner, till I read that this is the name of a species of Hawaiian flagtail fish native to the central Pacific.  Then I found Assapanick, only to learn that this is another name for the flying squirrel.  I continued my search and came across the word bumfiddler and I first glance I thought this was going to be about ass play, but it turned out that to bumfiddle means to pollute or spoil something, in particular by scribbling or drawing on a document to make it invalid.  I guess that I probably already know all of the really good words in the dictionary.

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Schmutzwortsuche.

Everything He Spews Out

If you look up the word codswallop in the dictionary, there is usually a picture of President Trump accompanying it.  Trump is known for lying about things, making stuff up and inventing his own facts, delivering misinformation, fabricating stories, and telling wild fairy tales.  There is also a good chance that you might see his picture next to words like balderdash, blatherskite, crapola, fiddlesticks, gimcrackery, hogwash, horsefeathers, malarkey, poppycock, rubbish, and Merriam-Webster actually defines the word trumpery as being worthless nonsense.

Most people that have taken a history course will know that the final months of World War I overlapped with the deadly spread of the Spanish flu epidemic, an unusually deadly influenza pandemic caused by the H1N1 influenza A virus, began in February 1918 and lasted to April 1920, but yesterday Trump said that the 1918 Spanish flu probably ended World War II, which did not begin September 1, 1939 which was 10 years after that pandemic was over.  Trump tweeted that he thought it would be a good idea to have his face added to Mount Rushmore and 6,523 people have signed a petition to get this done.

Written for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Codswallop.

What’s Up Doc

Happy Birthday Bugs Bunny, and I want to say that you are looking really great for someone who turned 80 years old today.  I am so happy that I grew up with you and your fellow cartoon characters and that I was able to go on many an escapade together with you.  I never made it all the way down your rabbit hole, but beneath the surface of the night while I was laying in my bed, I did dream about you.  When I was young, I had trouble distinguishing between my R’s and W’s which had nothing to do with the locale that I was from, it was natural for a kid my age that watched Elmer Fudd, and I often said wabbit instead of rabbit.  My speech teacher had me say things like,Bitter bananas” and I had to repeat many things to satisfy her.  Elmer Fudd may have been the worst hunter ever and even though he could never get a break from that wascally wabbit, he would have never made any money at this, despite all of the labor that he put into his hunting.  I just ran out of shows to watch on Netflix and I am thinking about checking out Umbrella Academy.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Locale, for the Daily Spur prompt – Natural, for FOWC with Fandango – Escapade, for Midwest Fantasy Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge – Beneath the surface of the night, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Satisfy, for August Monthly Writing Prompts – Bitter bananas, for Ragtag Community – Umbrella, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Labor Money Break, for GC The Main Aisle and Sue W Nan’s Farm Weekly Prompt – Characters and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Dream.

She Flipped Out

I called her Frondescence, because she was always seemed to find new ways of leaving me and I doubt that she’ll ever come back.  If only we could have only met later on in life when I was more mature.  She was special to me and I am the one who is culpable for our relationship falling apart.  She warned me from the beginning that she would not stand for me showing interest in anybody but her, but when I saw this tall blonde hitchhiking in the rain, I stopped to offer succor, because I saw she was in distress.  When I got back to our apartment, I told her about the girl that I picked up in the rain, and she flipped out saying, “You can have her if you want her, as I am leaving.”

I said, “Honey, it is not like that, nothing happened and all I want is you.  I would never sink to the level of cheating on you, so you have no reason to be jealous of this girl that I will most likely never see again.  I would not have even told you about her, if I thought that you were going to go off on a virtual tirade like this.  I want our love to soar, but if you already have your mind made up, I did get that girl’s phone number.”  She threw a shoe at me and left.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Succor, for the Daily Spur prompt – Sink, for FOWC with Fandango – Culpable, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Soar, for July Monthly Writing Prompts – If only we could, for Ragtag Community – Frondescence, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Offer Tall Special and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Virtual.

More Than I Need

I had enough toilet paper to last me till Thanksgiving and I was not worried when all the shelves were empty at the store, but yesterday when I went out, I saw that they had toilet paper available on the shelves again, and I bought more.  It is taking up the whole bottom space in my pantry and I can barely close the door and I figure that now I will be good through Easter and my pantry could be called the cupboard of abundance.  I certainly don’t want to run out of toilet paper and it looks like we have a long way to go with this Covid-19 pandemic, as it doesn’t seem to be going quietly away.  I wonder if I was stocking up, or have I become a hoarder.

It seems simple enough, wash your hands, avoid touching your face and when you are out in public, wear a mask and practice social distancing.  Trump came up with a deeply flawed argument, dismissing the severity of the pandemic, downplaying the effect of the disease even as infections continue to spread across the US.  He falsely claimed that 99% of the virus cases are totally harmless and I heard on the news that 4% of the people who get Covid-19 in the US, end up dead.  Almost 130,000 people have already died here from this so-called “harmless” virus and at about 2.9 million people have tested positive for the infection, so a simple observation along with some easy math says that it is closer to 4.5% of the people that contract this virus will end up dead.  These statistics don’t even account for the thousands of people who have spent weeks in the hospital or weeks at home with mild to moderate symptoms that caused debilitating health problems.

In Florida where many people are aging, test results showed that by July 3, that there has been a total of 190,052 positive COVID-19 cases with 3,702 of these resulting in death from the virus.  Since July 3rd, 18 more Florida residents have died from this pandemic.  It is not just the older populations and those with underlying health conditions that are at risk, as Covid-19 is having a severe impact on young people now.  In Florida, the median age of positive Covid-19 cases in March was 65 years old, but within the last week, it has dropped to 35 years old.  Florida has reopened and maybe this was done by Governor Ron DeSantis to oblige the Republican president, but if that is the case, this was done in bad taste.

A significant portion of Covid-19 patients are asymptomatic, so that means that there are a lot of people who are walking around with the virus, but since they are unaware of having it, but they are passing this infection on to others, so the transmission is still spreading.  The Novel Covid-19 is a silent killer and you may not know that you are infected, until it is too late.  The world is different now, especially in the stillness that was created by social distancing, quarantine, and isolation.  Many people feel loneliness and this is apparent in those who wear their heart on their sleeve, but everyone copes differently and you can’t tell a book by its cover.  It is not like we can put on a pair of ruby slippers and tap our heels together like Dorothy did in The Wizard of Oz and have everything go back to normal again, as the genie is not getting back in the bottle.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Oblige, for the Daily Spur prompt – Loneliness, for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Observation, for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 142 prompt – The genie is not getting back in the bottle, for FOWC with Fandango – Taste, for Midwest Fantasy Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge – to write a poem or piece of prose around the words “in the stillness”, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Quietly, for July Monthly Writing Prompts – The cupboard of abundance, for Ragtag Community – Ruby, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Available Book Sleeve, for Linda G. Hill Life in progress What Day is it Anyway? July 7th, 2020 and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Aging.