Sharing My World 2017 Week 41
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
If you were given the opportunity to ride in a helicopter would go?
Of course, yes! Wow, what an experience! All those amazing views, swooping through the air, all that incredible scenery, flying along held up by whirling angled blades counteracted by another blade at the tail in a machine which shouldn’t really be able to fly, forces balancing forces where any little issue could end in flaming death.
No way, no, never gonna happen. Ride in a helicopter? Are you mad?
What are some of your favourite type of proteins to eat? (meat, seafood, eggs, soy, cheese, nuts)
First on the list would be cheese, followed closely by cheese. In a pretty close third place comes cheese.
I like meat and eggs as well 🙂
What would be your preference, awake before dawn, at dawn, or awake before noon?
All of them. I would like to be awake before dawn so obviously I’d be awake at dawn and before noon as well. Shame to waste the day!
What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Once again I fall back on the inspiration robot. Let’s see what it has to say this week.
“If we all work together we can make equality become history.”
Hey, that actually makes sense for a change and is rather good 🙂
FF – Crescent Moon
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Ted Strutz.
To read the other stories, click on the blue froggy.
Copyright Ted Strutz
The moon shone, a bright dot in the night sky. Faces upturned, the passengers oohed and aahed. Some took pictures. They’d never seen it so bright.
A small child, astronomy a favourite subject, insisted that the moon was in its crescent phase, but nobody listened. After all, there it was, a shining bright coin in the sky. No, now a shining bright plate. The passengers oohed and aahed.
As the moon grew from dot to coin to plate and more, the passengers grew scared. Some screamed. Some jumped overboard. It didn’t help. Nothing helped.
It wasn’t the moon.
The world burned.
Pegman – Vera versus Morocco
Here is my story for What Pegman Saw.
I thought I wasn’t going to manage this week – still working all hours – but I did! And… hold your breath, people – it’s the triumphant return of Vera, the old lady from “up North” who never stops talking, which gets her out of all sorts of scrapes. You can read more of her stories here.
This week we are in Casablanca, Morocco.
(Quick update, I Googled “cosh” and it appears to be “British informal”. It’s a baton or cudgel, Americans might call it a “night stick”.)
Copyright Google
“Come on, Auntie, let’s go along here.”
“Eee, no, let’s try this way, oh I say, a bit dismal this, reminds me of home…”
“Uh, Auntie, this doesn’t look too safe…”
“… look at what I’ve stepped in, foreign poo that is, not like the poo back home…”
“Hey! Tourists! Give to me your valuables!”
“… who’s this then? you look just like me grandson, lovely lad, maybe you know ‘im…”
“This a robbery, you give…”
“…robbery? when I were a lass they done it right, black bag, balaclava, cosh, where’s yer cosh? what’s that? a peashooter? where’s yer sawn-off? give it ‘ere, you could ‘ave someone’s eye out, I’ll just put it in me bag where it’s safe…”
“Hey, my pistol, give it…”
“… you could hurt someone, where’s yer mamma? I’ll ‘ave words, hey, you come back ‘ere, no word of goodbye, no manners the yoof of today ramble mutter mutter…”
Sharing My World Week 40
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
What is your favourite outdoor activity?
Outdoor? Outdoor? What is this thing of which you speak?
Ah yes, now I remember. Outdoor is the place without the PlayStation, the TV, the Netflix.
I once ventured there, a place of timeless mystery, of things wondrous to behold, a place of majesty.
Didn’t like it. Not going back.
(Walking along cliffs or on moorland or in forests is the actual answer. Anywhere with water is nice. And of course talking photos while I’m there.)
In a car would you rather drive or be a passenger?
If it’s somewhere I know or a long journey, definitely the driver. In a big city I don’t know, the passenger.
If you could have three wishes granted for you alone, what would they be?
Ooh, for me alone. So I don’t have to pretend not to be selfish and wish for world peace. I don’t know now.
A minibus full of supermodels on their way to a shoot gets lost and they press my doorbell asking for directions…
What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
I’m clicking the link on that website again which Erika sent me. Here goes…
“If you are not letting yourself enjoy purity you are obviously not very mysterious.”
Deep, man.
FF – History Repeats
Here’s my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo is by J. Hardy Carroll.
No time this week so just chucked out a quick story so as not to miss it. Click on the blue froggy for the other stories. I’ll try to read as many as possible, depends how this work project goes.
Copyright J. Hardy Carroll
Harry slumped in the derelict building, swigging vodka and reminiscing on his downfall.
“It’s gotta be this one, Frank. No way it’s a flophouse. No broken windows – bullet-proof for sure.”
“I dunno, Harry. This operation’s cost over a million. Copter support, armoured vehicles…”
“No worries. Go go go!”
They blew the door. A bum looked up in surprise and threw up on Harry’s boots.
His daydream shattered as the door to the old warehouse exploded. Armoured men ran in. Harry looked up – a familiar face!
“Hey, Frank! Wrong building!” he slurred.
“Shit.”
“Saved you a seat right here! Vodka?”
Pegman – They Saved the World!
Here is my post for What Pegman Saw, which this week is at the Sambor Prei Kuk temple in Cambodia. It’s a bit small, but the sign says “No Entry” in various languages, and there’s scaffolding up.
To read the other stories, click on the blue froggy.
Copyright Google
“After millennia, I return to the temple of Sambor Prei Kuk, my ancient home.”
“Your time is nigh, Master!”
“Correct, minion. I shall absorb the ancient power and I shall kill, smash and destroy! The world will BURN!”
“Yes, Master. Burn!”
“Let us enter, let us… NO! THIS CANNOT BE!”
“What is the matter, Master?”
“Cannot you read, minion? There is no entry. The site is currently unsafe.”
“But, Master, you are Death Incarnate, Destroyer of Worlds…”
“SILENCE, MINION! Do you seriously suggest that we ignore the sign? It could be dangerous. It clearly states that construction work is underway.”
“But Master… burn… destroy…”
“We cannot go around ignoring signs willy-nilly. It would be ANARCHY! We shall return next week. Perhaps they will be finished.”
They were not finished. The workers drank a lot of tea and leaned on their shovels for hours, but the work was unending and the world was safe.
Sharing My World Week 39
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
Complete this sentence: I want to learn more about…
… life, the metaphysical vagaries of existence, existentialism, the mysterious phenomenon of the creation of being, the evolution of species, the…
no, wait, that’s not it. I want to learn more about chocolate. Mmm, chocolate.
On a vacation what you would require in any place that you sleep?
Somewhere softish to sleep would be good, but the main thing would be proper bathing and toilet facilities. Camping in a snug sleeping bag would be fine as long as there are shower facilities in the vicinity 🙂
What is your greatest extravagance?
Tech stuff, I guess. Sometimes I have to hold myself back. Fortunately a lot of it is so expensive I won’t buy it, but I can be a sucker for it sometimes.
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Good news! Erika from Dorky Mom Doodles has kindly supplied me with a link to a fully automated inspiration robot. So here is what inspired me this week:
“Don’t attempt to shrink what others find unshrinkable.”
Wise words indeed.
FF – Pre-Worn
Here is my story for this week’s Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo comes courtesy of Sarah Potter.
I nearly did a serious one this week, thinking about cobwebs in the brain or some such in an attempt to look past the picture, but it didn’t quite pan out…
(On a hunch I Googled “knackered” and discovered it’s British slang, so if you haven’t heard it before, it means worn out/tired out/damaged by use.)
Copyright Sarah Potter
Billed as a perfect complement to their Pre-Worn-LookTM sweaters and ripped jeans, comes Distressed ShoesTM. CEO of Frightful ClothingTM, Matt Moronik explains:
“Who wants to wander down the high street in their Pre-Worn-LookTM clothes wearing brand new-looking pearly-white trainers? People would laugh.”
That’s not why people are laughing, Matt. Moronik goes on:
“For a limited period, pre-order our Pre-Worn-LookTM Shite ShoesTM and get a can of cobweb-substitute absolutely free!”
So there you have it. A world gone mad. Don’t I feel silly in my immaculately-pressed shirt and perfectly-creased trousers.
Next week, the CEO of Pre-KnackeredTM Cars explains his new range, Already-CrashedTM.
Pegman – Mayhem in Russia
Here is my post for What Pegman Saw, which this week takes us to St. Petersburg. The other stories for this week can be found by clicking on the blue froggy.
Some high octane excitement this week!
Copyright Google
The sound of sirens came closer. Around the corner sped a sports car, followed by a host of police cars. One of the pursuit overshot, smashing into a wall.
The sports car accelerated, spewing a thick, dark substance. The closest of the police cars skidded, flying into the river. The sports car spun to a halt, facing the remaining pursuit and accelerated in a deadly game of “chicken”. Two police cars smashed into a shop, another joined its friend in the river. The sports car vaulted the railing and shot across the water, executed twelve spins, bounced off a boat, flipped end over end and sped away.
Two old men watched the scene.
“That’ll be James Bond.”
“No, Alexei. Too flashy, yes? And not an Aston Martin. It’ll be that Jason Bourne.”
Alexei nodded. “Or Ethan Hunt, maybe. Just once I wish these foreign asshole spies trash their own city.”
Sharing my World Week 38
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
Would you want $200,000 right now or $250,000 in a year? It’s safe to assume all money is tax free.
I’ll have the bigger amount next year, thanks. And I’ll take it in local currency, too. None of this dollar nonsense. The extra I’d pay on my mortgage this year is not nearly as much as the extra money I’ll get next year, at which point I’ll pay the mortgage off.
Is it more important to love or be loved?
I dunno. Can I have both?
List things that represent abundance to you.
Hmm. The definition of abundance is “a very large quantity of something”. Currently there is an abundance of cars on the road. There is also an abundance of rain falling from the sky.
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Nothing, dammit.
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