Sharing My World 10-02-2019

February 10, 2019 30 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World. There’s a special Valentine’s banner this week!

What’s wrong but sounds right?
A massive bar of chocolate, to be eaten in one sitting.

Wait, what am I saying. How can chocolate ever be wrong? 🙂

What physical action or gesture do you find romantic?
I really like it when CENSORED

Pretty spicy stuff, eh?

What’s something you really resent paying for?
Thieves and fraudsters. We all pay a small premium on our weekly shop to compensate supermarkets for loss through shoplifting. We all pay a not so small premium on insurance to subsidise fraudulent payouts. We all pay extra for music and films to cover money lost through illegal downloads. Grr!

What’s your favourite romance movie? A movie you may find romantic, even if that’s not the genre.
Hmm. Most films I watch lead to two people getting together after a couple of hours of slaughter. So leaving them alone, I’ll go for a choice of two – “Pretty Woman” and “There’s Something About Mary”.

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FF – Out of the Fire

February 6, 2019 82 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Anshu Bhojnagarwala.

 

“We call in humility.”

“And the Dark Lord shall answer!”

“We ask for his presence.”

“And the Dark Lord shall come!”

“To step out of the flames.”

“And the Dark Lord shall appear!”

“Arise! Arise! Arise!”

Phaaa-boooom!

“I AM COME!”

“Oh, Lord of Darkness, hear these pleas of your humble slaves…”

“YES, MORTALS, I AM HERE TO DESTROY AND MAIM AND…”

Michael? What are you and your friends doing down there?

“Arse, it’s my Mum.”

If you’ve lit another fire, so help me I’ll tan your hides…

“RIGHT, I’M OFF. I DON’T DO MUMS, MUMS ARE SCARY.”

Phaaa-boooom!

“Bugger.”

 

Sharing My World 03-02-2019

February 3, 2019 17 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

Are you thin or thick skinned? Are you easily offended or tend to let it just roll off your back like a duck does with water?
I’m so thick-skinned, you wouldn’t believe it. Nothing, and I mean nothing, touches me. Except for upsetting things. And sad things. And people aren’t very nice to me 😦 And people who are nasty to each other. And whatnot. Maybe “thin skinned” would be a better description of me.

How important are morals in a healthy society? What are the most important morals for citizens to have?
You have to have mortals in a healthy society. If everybody were immortal, we’d run out of room.

Oh, moral. Yeah, like, well important. Otherwise we’d be a society of sociopaths. In the immortal words of Bill and Ted – “Be excellent to each other”.

What will your epitaph be?
“Here lies wossname. He sat in the corner. I think he was in IT or something. Rest in peace and stuff.”

French toast, pancakes or waffles?
Doughnuts. What, that’s not an option? This question is flawed.

I haven’t had French toast for decades. I’m assuming “waffles” is that American thing you see on the TV, so I have no idea what they are (we have Birds Eye potato waffles). So I’ll go with doughnuts Scotch pancakes with butter and jam or Cornish Clotted Cream and jam.

Please note, before you think how disgusting that sounds, Scotch pancakes are very different to the pancakes you have on Shrove Tuesday.

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FF – Dude

January 30, 2019 87 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo was contributed by Renee Heath.

My story hasn’t really got a beginning, middle or end and isn’t really a story as such either, but I’m short on ideas and time 😦

Copyright Renee Heath

 

“Dude.”

“Dude.”

Puff puff

“This is some good shit.”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s sit here some more and watch our tent. It’s, like, swayin’ an’ driftin’.”

“Dude. It’s multicoloured. What is this stuff?”

“Peyote. All natural.”

Natural? Gotta be good for you then.”

“Dude.”

“Storm coming up. Should we move?”

Can’t move, dude.”

“Man, this wind is bad. Where’d the tent go?”

“Blew away, dude.”

“Dude. SAVE THE WEED!”

Scramble scramble

“Weed is saved!”

“Dude!”

“Dude!”

“Car’s blown over.”

“Don’t care.”

“We’re gonna regret this tomorrow.”

“Live in the now, dude! What d’ya do?”

“Brain surgeon. You?”

“Airline pilot.”

“Dude.”

“Dude.”

 

Sharing My World 27-01-2019

January 27, 2019 15 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

What’s the closest thing you’ve experienced to real magic?
Ooh, ooh, that thing with the cups and there’s a ball under one of the cups and the sorcerer moves the cups around and you have to guess where the ball is and you do and you’re absolutely sure but you’re wrong it’s under one of the other cups and no matter how many times you try you’re always wrong.

Absolutely mind-blowing, that. Don’t even get me started on bending spoons.

Who is the messiest person you know? And why?
Far be it for me to mention the state some people leave the kitchen in at work, so I won’t. So possibly me. I’m quite messy until I get fed up with it and then I have a big clear up. Here my current coffee table state. It’s between clear-ups currently.

If you could know the absolute and total truth to one question, what question would you ask?
Is there a point to this, you know, whole “life” thing? Am I accruing karma points to use in the hereafter? Like, if I get enough will I be able to buy a big mansion to live in?

That’s three questions. Pushing my luck a bit, there.

What benefits does art provide society? Does art hurt society in any way?
Well, it gives thieves something to steal. That’s of huge benefit to all the little old ladies they would otherwise be mugging.

What’s something positive you’d like to share? Can be a smile, a joke, or music… anything that gave you a lift this week!
It was my godson’s fifth birthday! I won’t share any photos as he’s not my child but he had a lovely time playing with his new toys.

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FF – Metaphor For Life

January 23, 2019 67 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Ted Strutz.

Copyright Ted Strutz

 

The car nestled against a tree, headlights smashed, bonnet standing agape, paint peeling, bodywork rusted. Abandoned. Forgotten.

Randall allowed himself a wry smile. A fitting metaphor for my life, he thought. Once hurtling carefree along roads of fortune, city job, gold-digger trophy wife… then cast out to rot and die.

He sat next to the shell, cursing his old alcohol-soaked bones. A curious deer wandered close, bolting as it sensed his eyes on it.

This isn’t so bad, I guess. Nature. Even “dearest” Sophia is here. Say hello to the car, Sophia.

Sophia’s skull grinned at him.

Randall grinned back.

 

Sharing My World 20-01-2019

January 20, 2019 24 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

You’re walking in a forest and you find a black suitcase. Inside it is one millions dollars and a piece of paper, stained in blood and bearing the single word “Don’t!” Would you take the suitcase home or leave it?
Ooh, this sounds nice and safe and in no way a bunch of money belonging to nefarious characters. I’ll definitely take it, and when I turn up at the bank and ask to change a million dollars into pounds they’ll be in no way suspicious. What could go wrong? 🙂

Imagine you lapsed and cheated on your partner. You feel horrible and you know you’ll never do it again, because the feeling is so awful. Would you confess?
I think this is one of those where I’d have to actually do it and then make the decision. It’s a tough one to answer without being in that situation. And no, I haven’t got a partner I’m about to practise this on to find out!

Would you live your life differently if nobody ever judged you for anything you did?
Probably not. I’d still be judging me and that’s the most important thing. I might try some new things I’ve been worried about looking silly doing, though!

Would a fly without wings be called a walk? No? What would you call it?
Yes. No. I don’t know. What would I call it? Totally screwed.

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FF – Inner Voice

January 16, 2019 67 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.

Warning: there are a couple of slightly rude words in my story for comic effect.

Copyright Dale Rogerson

 

“Great, isn’t it?”

“Beautiful.” No.

“We’ll be the talk of the neighbourhood!”

“We certainly will be.” … a laughing stock.

“Just wait till everyone comes round later!”

“It’ll be simply marvellous!” I feel a headache coming on.

“So, are you happy?”

“Deliriously, my love.” Shoot me now.

“What do you think, Benny?”

“It’s crap, Dad. Why can’t we have a proper Christmas tree instead of bits of sticky tape… shit, did I say that out loud? I meant, it’s amazing, father!”

“Thank you, Benny. A little more practice on your inner voice, please.”

“Of course, Father.” Piss off.

“Much better.”

 

Sharing My World 13-01-2019

January 13, 2019 24 comments

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.

Did you have to help out with chores when you were growing up? If so, what were you assigned to do?
You know what, I can’t actually remember. So if I did have chores I’m guessing it wasn’t anything particularly strenuous. Whatever it was or wasn’t, it has successfully prepped me for an adulthood of utter laziness.

Have you ever researched your family tree? What do you know about your family’s roots? 
I’ve not done any research but I know that Dad’s family’s from Cornwall going back forever and Mum’s family is from Scotland, though many generations back I think they originally came from Cornwall too.

What’s your cure for hiccups?
This question has made me realise that I haven’t actually had hiccups for a good long while. When I do, I try the standard “holding my breath”, and also a swig of vinegar. Though I may have made the vinegar thing up as I really like drinking vinegar, but it’s bad for your stomach so I need an excuse. Ooh, is that hiccups coming on…

What makes you roll your eyes every time you hear it? Either figuratively or literally?
Mainly it’s the standard gripe – grammar and punctuation. Grrr. I don’t mind the occasional typo but sometimes you see the same mistake over and over again.

Oh yeah. And “Brexit”, obviously. Just get on with it, will you?

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FF – The Great Mafesto

January 9, 2019 67 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Priya Bajpal.

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The Great Mafesto growled. The sink was full of shells again and his favourite cocktail had transformed into an ornament. Those damn pixies, always causing trouble!

The Great Mafesto looked high and low and found the pixie hiding in a corner giggling. He clicked his fingers and the pixie shrieked, bursting into flames. No-one makes fun of the Great…

TOMMY! The toilet’s blocked! If you’ve been shoving shells down the sink again, young man, so help me I’ll…

The Great Mafesto made a hasty exit through the French windows, cleverly escaping the wrath of the Monumentous Magnificent Mother…