On a day that was to be dedicated to celebrating the solar eclipse (though only partial here), I was instead shadowed by scammers. Three tried their routines on me but I wasn’t patient enough to play with the first two. Here’s #1, a classic: I do wonder what “Roman dishes” means. Italian? #2 also usesContinue reading “Eclipsed by Scammers”
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Black Velvet
If you please: I have a strange relationship with this song. A few years ago, after visiting my mother in the nursing home, I’d go for a walk on a nearby walking path. For entertainment, I found an app called “Zombies Run.” The object was to spur the listener on to run (or walk, IContinue reading “Black Velvet”
Dueling Scammers (Part 2)
In my previous post I wrote about a failed “wrong number” scammer. This one was better, and could handle the improv longer. And thus ended another convo. And may I add: 🥰
Dueling Scammers (Part 1)
One day, within 25 minutes of each other, I received two of those scammy “do I have the right number?” kinds of texts. However, in spite of the temporal proximity of the messages, the senders were very different. We begin with the failure. At least “she” asks if it’s my phone number. But her abilityContinue reading “Dueling Scammers (Part 1)”
A Maturing Palate
Recently I was working on adapting a short story of mine to a short animated film (using AI graphics). “American Dream Girl” is about an encounter between a young man and someone he went to high school with; it’s three years later, his fortunes seem to be on the rise, but she’s working as aContinue reading “A Maturing Palate”
Misplaced Religious Fervor
As I write this, we’ve just passed the Easter weekend celebration. That makes this an ideal time to once again reference the document mentioned previously that includes the note: “GI Joes crucified.” I mentioned this blog to my cousin a few weeks ago, but I have no idea if he ever looks/looked at it. IContinue reading “Misplaced Religious Fervor”
Dream…Dream, Dream, Dream…
It amazes me how some dreams can be so memorable that the mind still conjures clear images of them years later. I previously wrote about the last 3 items, and so now we come to the end of this note page with the “soul leaves body” dream. I had this dream in my early teens.Continue reading “Dream…Dream, Dream, Dream…”
Hold the Last Note
Or maybe the next to last notes, while I’m still working on this list: I can not remember what I had in mind with “scared straight school of acting.” “Scared Straight” was the program where they’d bring at-risk youth face-to-face with convicts who would attempt to frighten them into a life outside of crime. WouldContinue reading “Hold the Last Note”
Down On Your Knees…
The title of this post is a line from a Christmas carol. It’s also a suggestive line from Madonna’s “Like A Prayer.” But, foremost in my mind, it’s an imperative from Catholic grade school—and it found its way into the repertoire for nun methods of torture. Incidentally, one of our nuns in grade school usedContinue reading “Down On Your Knees…”
More After Than During
For years I’ve taken quick notes on a variety of things. Some are story ideas, some pieces of dialogue, some jokes, and some brief reminders of longer things I’ve conceived. On that set of notes I found recently, we see: I’ve been using these notes as fodder for recent blog posts, and I see thatContinue reading “More After Than During”
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