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!
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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.
FF – Miracle Face
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Kelvin M. Knight.
A sombre and thoughtful piece this week. Only joking! It’s craziness 🙂
I have included a short glossary so you can understand what Mr Nutman is saying.
- Oi = I
- sarnie = sandwich
- Mouf = mouth
- peepholes = eyes
- monkey = £500
- fought = thought
Copyright Kelvin M. Knight
“Miracle” face appears in slice of bread!
Chiswick resident Bingo Nutman, 67, discovered the staggering phenomenon after opening his lunchbox. Nutman explains:
“Oi came ‘cross this ‘ere mir’cle face in me sarnie. Mouf, peepholes, ev’ryfink. There’ll be a monkey in this fer me if oi sells it to the tabloids, oi fought.”
Unfortunately for Nutman, it later transpired that his wife Imelda, 71, had been cutting heart shapes in his lunchtime treats because she “thought it would be romantic”.
Nutman, denied his payout, is understood to be seeking divorce, citing “irreconcilable differences” and “theft of bread with intent to starve”.
Pegman – Under New Management
Here is my story for What Pegman Saw. This week we’re in San Juan, Puerto Rico.
It took ages to find a reasonably old-fashioned-looking building. It’s all so new-looking! Also, sorry to be fixated on American oversees territories, but I needed to find a reasonable timeline with a starting point in Puerto Rico. I wanted to get in a dig at the British and their pie and mash and warm beer, but it was not to be 😦
I did a lot of Wiki research 🙂 and the timeline appears to be – Puerto Rico became American in 1898 (ex-Spanish), the Danish West Indies became American (American Virgin Islands) in 1917 and Guam became officially American in 1950. Apart from that, please ignore historical inaccurcies 🙂
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“Hey, Juan, yesterday we were Spanish, today we’re American! This world, eh? I’ll celebrate with a sangria!”
“Any excuse, Alejandro, you varmint.”
“Why are you suddenly talking like that? Urk, yeuch! What is this muck?”
“It’s called ‘Bud Light’. It’s what we serve here now.”
“Since when?”
“Since now.”
“Humph. Give me food to wash away the taste.”
“Today’s special. Enjoy. Ya varmint.”
“What? What is this? Where’s my paella? Stop saying ‘varmint’.”
“It’s called ‘hamburger’. It’s actually cow.”
“Amigo, this nationality conversion is playing havoc here at the taberna.”
“Bar, this is a bar now.”
“I can’t keep up. I’m moving to the Danish West Indies.”
19 years later…
“Hey, Viggo, yesterday we were Danish, today we’re American! This world, eh? I’ll celebrate with a mead…”
After finally getting fed up with hamburgers and Bud Light, Alejandro moves to Guam in 1949…
Sharing My World 2017 Week 37
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
What colour do you feel most comfortable wearing?
Dark blue. And black. So I can sneak around without being noticed. Like a ninja. But without the sword-waving.
What is your favourite type of dog? (can be anything from a specific breed, a stuffed animal or character in a movie)
The Lads.
List at least five favourite flowers or plants.
Five? I’m not sure I know the names of five. I like heather and lavender. These blue ones in my back garden are nice. I expect they’re bluebells because they’re blue and they look like bells. But they might not be.
These are nice too. There’s at least two different types of flowers here, so that makes five!
Some of these might be my favourite flowers (taken at Bodnant Gardens, North Wales)
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Oh boy, this again. Am I the only person who just goes through life, day to day, without getting particularly inspired? I blame fifty hours at work and then being very tired after all that.
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