SoCS: What’s New Pussycat?

For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, blogger Linda Hill gave us our marching orders: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “song.” First, find a picture–the closest one to you. Your prompt is the title and/or the lyrics of the first song that comes to mind when you look at the picture. Have fun!” I’m still working at home, in my bedroom, with a fairly small work space. However, I manage to find space for my coffeeRead more

SoCS: Tossing it Out

I‘m going to toss this out there on a bold dare Launch a message at will while the neighbors fire up the grill I’m a stone’s throw away from saying what I need to say The line shall be cast far out and you’ll know what this is about The pitch is soon to be known without use of a cell phone Catapluted in your direction with a blogger’s affection Propelled as a response to a prompt’s nonchalance Heaved intoRead more

SoCS: In This Joint

What is this joint, where I sacrifice? It’s barren, lonely, dark What is this place, where I walk? The path of crushing pain Why am I here? What have I done, my friends to deserve this horrid end? Have I not loved you enough? Not forgiven you enough? I thought I kept you well fed. Yet, here I am. In this joint, this Calvary, I spend my final hours, alone and with bretheren. Eating, hanging out, walking in a gardenRead more

Work, Home and Out There

Welcome to my new temporary normal! For the time being. Parts of it may look like your new temporary normal. With the current state of pandemic affairs, here’s what the past week has been like for this blogger. WORK Oh my word, it has been crazy busy. I have been going to work, but only because ours is a small office (less than 10 people) and I’d rather spreadsheet with two large monitors than squint at a laptop while listeningRead more

SoCS from the Pod: The Word

Hey Gibbs? Hang on a minute. Finishing up some business in the sandbox. I hope you’re not leaving a stinker again. Maybe. Make sure you cover. Why? I like the smell of me. Yeah, but mom doesn’t. Be considerate for a change. Whatever. Okay, I’m done. What do you want? What are we supposed to be writing for mom today? I think it has to do with a stream of something and a word. I did that in the box.Read more

SoCS: When Knives Attack!

This post is based solely on the movie name of “Knives Out,” per direction from the fabulous Linda G. Hill. Have I ever told you of my relationship with knives? I love using knives. They make cooking much easier – slicing instead of pounding with a rock or tearing with my teeth. Knives, on the other hand, don’t always love me back. Take, for instance, the time many years ago when a bread knife decided to take a journey offRead more

SoCS: A Knowing Hound

Ow! said the sparrow to the cat Why do you chow on me like that? Cat had no reply other than meow and furrowed his shaggy brow   Ow! said the cat to the dog Why do you plow over this mog? Dog smirked at the tailless fellow and pointed to the sparrow   You’re being mean and unmellow! Listen to the creature bellow! So what? said the uncaring cat Why must I be a hallowed diplomat?   Ow! saidRead more

SoCS: Around the Sun in 12

Three hundred sixty-five and one-quarter times around the sun. Twelve months. Another year has passed by and 2019 is almost finito. I thought I would take each month of the past year and share one or two things I remembered about it (good or bad) and see what kind of picture is left. January – Horrible winter month. I worked from home one day, toward the end of the month, because the wind chill was -50F (-45.5C). Brrrr. February –Read more

SoCS: Kohl’s and Prose

I do not have a flyer in hand I do not have an ad under nose Only a mailing filled with prose The Kohl’s twenty percent has been used And the five dollar bonus too Toward pretty sweater of teal blue I threw the fast food coupons away Into the garbage last week with the remnants of a smelly leek Internet has been a special friend Spending here, spending there A little bit of a credit card tear Searched forRead more

SoCS: If He Could Talk

“Oh boy…” “What is it Gibbs?” “Why don’t you ever stay home?” “I am home, sitting here in my pajamas.” “I mean all day.” “Oh…” “It’s one of those two days when you don’t have to earn money for kibble.” “Yes it is.” “Then why don’t you stay home?” “Because I have other things to do.” “Like what?” “Like shopping for food, my own kibble if you will. Or shopping for clothes, having lunch with friends, going to church, ridingRead more

SoCS: There’s Always Another

One last post about September biking vacation and then I’ll shut up. The aftertaste, the honeymoon period, has been sweet. On the Sunday of that glorious week, biking buddy and I were on the trail during most of a Green Bay Packer vs. Minnesota Viking football game that started at noon. However, in doing so, we were burning a lot of calories and around 1:00 pm, our tummies told us it was time for fuel. Carbs and protein. We decidedRead more

SoCS: Another Left Turn

The way I travel to work is filled with lines and blue skies and an airport fence. It’s straightness follows a curve, a detoured right turn, a left turn, then up a hill. Past houses both small and hugely expensive, past groves of green and yellow trees, past a trail crossing. Another left turn. Driveways on the left, a narrow road, the foliage of green weighs heavy on a barrier fence. Almost there and then I stop. The light isRead more