Monthly Archives: September 2019

Let’s Chat – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – wrap/rap

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Let’s Chat – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – rap/wrap

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 21/19

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wrap/rap.” Use one, use both (for bonus points), use ’em any way you’d like. Enjoy!

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Today for SOCS, we have the prompt words of rap/wrap. Thanks, Linda!

To join in and see other entries, just click the above link. It’s fun! 🙂

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It’s taken me awhile to do this post. First I thought of wrapping paper, but I don’t use a lot of it any more, because I usually just put a gift in a pretty gift bag with some tissue paper. Looks pretty and is easy to do.

I used to get all creative, but that was a long time ago.

Anyway, I remembered back in the 60s or 70s people would use the word ‘rap’ a lot. It meant they wanted to talk.

Here are some definitions I found for the word ‘rap’ used in this way:

To talk, speak, chat, exchange thoughts with, and have a conversation with someone.

conversation

the use of speech for informal exchange of views or ideas or information etc.

talk or chat in an easy and familiar manner.

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This is a fun song we used to hear all the time, and I remembered I do still have this record. 🙂

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“The Rapper”, by The Jaggerz, was released in 1970. It became a big hit for the band. It was written by Donnie Iris.

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This is my original 45 record of this song:

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Well, when making this post, I couldn’t seem to get the video loaded like I wanted, and kept messing around with it. I accidentally hit the publish button instead of the preview button, and had to trash the whole thing and start over. hahaha – yeah, not all that funny.

Also, I kept thinking this was Friday today. My daughter caught me out on that one, and we did have a laugh over that boo-boo. 🙂

And now I will wrap this rap post up by wishing you all a wonderful weekend without too many mess-ups.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Animal of the Day – Hamster

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Animal of the Day – Hamster

#AOTD – MOUNTIAN SHEEP  – SEPTEMBER 21, 2019

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I think this was a little white hamster. He has some black around his eyes, and tiny pink paws and ears, and is eating pellets from a silver bowl. We saw these at the pet store.

There was a cute sign by them with a cartoon hamster, and was saying, “My Cheeks are as big as my Heart”.

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© 2019 BS

International Day of Peace 9/21/19

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Grant Us Peace

International Day of Peace 9/21/19

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“Give Me Love (Give Me Peace On Earth), by George Harrison, was released from his album, “Living In the Material World”, in 1973. It was written by George Harrison, and is on the Apple label.

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“Peace Train”, by Cat Stevens, was released in 1971, and appears on the album, “Teaser and the Firecat”. It was written by Cat Stevens. The label is Island (UK/Europe, and A & M (US and Canada).

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© 2019 BS

Flower of the Day – Pink & Purple

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Flower of the Day – Pink & Purple

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This is a sweet little bouquet of pink and purple flowers, with a few green stems, and white buds.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – September 21, 2019 – Pampus Grass

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 206

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 206

Warning … adult content

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 206

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As the afternoon wound down, Steve went to admire his car some more. By himself, he let the memories come. First of them was the last time he’d driven the car, before today. The day he had the wreck…so drunk with liquor and despair of ever seeing Ghost again… and then the older memories…the good ones…with Ghost. He smiled at those good times.

Up on the porch, Ghost was on the swing with Linda. He was making the swing rock, as he overheard Steve’s thoughts. Linda could tell there was something going on between them, at this very moment. Steve looked over to them, catching Ghost’s gaze with his own. She’d never seen anything like it, before.

Then, Ghost began talking…to her…to himself…she didn’t know, but she didn’t interrupt. She’d heard Steve tell their story, and now she listened, as Ghost told his.

“Steve saved me in that car. I think I was dead ’cause I saw it all from another place. He was so scared. But, I was so hurt, and because he was with me, I wasn’t scared…I was at peace. My soul was happy, because we’d finally found each other again.” He sighed, remembering.

“Later, we were always riding around in it. It sometimes would break down, but Steve knows how to fix it. I’d sing to him while he worked. He said it helped. And that big ‘ol back seat…uh…well, it’s big…and, we’ve been in that back seat a lot…” His eyes were closed, and he licked his lips, and smiled. “Well, he loves that car, and I had to find it for him.” He trailed off, then, curling up on the swing, with his head on Linda’s lap. As he softly hummed a song, Linda smoothed back his hair, and stroked his temples. He was almost asleep, when Steve came up the porch steps.

“Don’t go to sleep, Ghost, it’s almost time to go,” Steve said. “Linda, you’ve put a spell on him…ever since you’ve been here.” He smiled, shaking his head.

“No…he’s put a spell on me, Steve,” Linda said. “You’re magical, Ghost,” she whispered.

Ghost smiled, and sat up, hugging her. “Thank you for listening, Linda.”

“Okay, y’all, let’s get our stuff and get going,” Steve said, opening the screen door. Inside, he found a box, and Ghost and Linda put the gifts inside, to take over to the Yew. Then, they were on the road, headed for town.

Steve cranked up the radio, and they all sang along to the songs, on the oldies station. The car drove like a ship, floating on the ocean of the night’s darkness…it was so smooth. As they arrived at the club, they could see that Zach’s car was already there, and inside Zach, Trevor, Terry, R. J., and Kinsey were sitting at the bar, having a drink and telling stories.

“Hey, y’all,” Terry yelled over at them. “Just in time for story hour,” he laughed, already feeling his beers.

Steve carried the box of gifts over to the Christmas tree, adding them to the others under there. Linda and Ghost found a seat, and Kinsey got the drinks all around. The storytelling continued…each telling of when this or that happened, while they all chimed in with their own versions of the tales. Linda even told a few of her own.

“Anybody hungry?” Kinsey asked. “Let’s go get a plate; I didn’t cook all afternoon for y’all not to eat,” he said, leading the way to the kitchen. He’d made spaghetti for the occasion, and everyone filled their plate, gathering again at a nearby table. The stories continued, amidst laughter and jokes.

Linda had only met Zach and Trevor once, at the show, the night she arrived, so hadn’t gotten a chance to know them. And, they had a new listener to tell their stories to. She came to understand how they connected to Steve and Ghost. She was astounded at their story of the séance and the haunted house. She remembered the house…it had been a topic that many of her friends from school had talked about. Now she was hearing the real story.

They soon finished their meal, and Steve urged everyone to come see his T-bird, and so they all trooped outside.

“Never thought I’d see it again, Steve,” Terry said. “In fact, it looks a lot better now…there ain’t a bunch of trash in there,” he cackled.

“Yeah, well, I’m gonna keep it clean, now,” Steve said.

“Who’s ready for presents?” Ghost asked. He headed inside, and they all followed, gathering at the Christmas tree. “Hey, there’s a lot of presents here,” he said, getting excited. “More than what we brung.”

“Yeah, we put some under there,” said Zach.

“Me, too,” Terry said.

“Well, so did I,” Kinsey said. “Who’s gonna start?”

“Wait…I have to take a picture,” Ghost said, running to get his camera. Everyone posed, and acted silly for a few minutes. Then Terry grabbed a gift.

“This one says it’s to Kinsey…and what do you know…it’s from me,” Terry said, handing it to Kinsey.

When Kinsey tore off the wrapping paper, he found a photo album with all the pictures he and Terry had taken while on their vacation. “Hey, this is neat, Terry. We sure had a good time. Thanks, man.” He got up to find his present from him, to Terry. “Here ya go, Terry, open it.”

It wasn’t a very large package, but when Terry opened it, he seemed stunned for a second. “What? How? Look, y’all…tickets to the rock concert over in Raleigh next month. Wow, this has been sold out for awhile…how did you manage to get these, Kinsey?”

Smiling, Kinsey said, “Oh, I have my ways. The promoter is an old friend of mine.”

“Well, gee thanks…and there’s two of them. Guess I’ll have to find a date,” Terry said.

Now, Zach reached into the pile of gifts, getting one out. “This one is for you, Steve,” he said.

Steve took the package, opened it, and grinned. It was a set of guitar picks, in several colors, embossed with his name in gold. “These are so cool, Zach. I never had one with my name on it. Thanks.”

“I have something for you Zach,” Ghost said. He brought out the gift he’d bought at the New Age store awhile back. He then handed out all the other presents under the tree, for everyone to tear into.

Steve had held his gifts back for last. Then, handing them out, he said, “Y’all got the same thing from me, so open ’em all at the same time.”

They tore into them, each wanting to be the first to reveal what it was. For a second, it was a flurry of wrapping paper flying through the air.

“Oh, wow, look at this,” Zach said, holding up his keychain. Then, they all held up their own, so the others could see.

“Thank you, Steve…it’s just what I wanted,” Kinsey said.

“And, it’s so useful, too,” R. J. said. They all laughed at how corny that had sounded.

“These things real?” Terry asked, as he eyeballed the diamond chip.

Everyone got quiet at that statement, yet they all wanted to know.

“Hell, yeah,” Steve said. “So, if ya go pawning it, make sure they give ya good money for it.” He laughed.

They kept talking, after the gift-giving was done, then Kinsey went to get trash bags, for the clean-up. Ghost and R. J. went back for more dessert, and Steve and Linda went upstairs to get her suitcase.

“Steve, it’s been so much fun here with you and Ghost, and your friends. I have to get back to my kids, but I am coming back here…just as soon as I can.”

“Well, Sis, I’m glad you came, and I enjoyed it too. I was really nervous about it, but now, I can’t wait for y’all to get back here,” Steve said. She gave him a hug. “I think it’s almost time for the bus, isn’t it?” she asked, looking at her watch.

“Yeah, better get out there,” Steve said. “What time does your plane leave from Raleigh?”

“About an hour after I get to the airport, so I’ll have enough time to get checked in and all,” Linda said.

“You’re not afraid to fly?” Steve asked.

“No, why? I love flying on a plane.”

Steve shrugged. “Oh, well, Ghost and I was gonna do that one time, but we got too scared, and so we didn’t. It was a mess.”

She laughed. “Well, someday maybe, y’all can try again.”

They went downstairs, and she told everyone good-bye. She and Steve went out and over to the hardware store’s porch, to wait for the bus. The bus did arrive on time, and Steve hugged his sister one more time, then waved, as she looked out the window. He stood there a few minutes, wishing she was already moved here.

Ghost came out of the club, and walked over to Steve. He hugged him, and put his head on Steve’s shoulder. “Can we go home, now?” he asked.

Steve nodded. “Yeah, looks like you’re pretty tipsy, and about to fall asleep, Ghost.”

“Yep,” Ghost giggled, and swayed, as they began to walk back to the club.

“Go on and get in the car. I’ll get our stuff, then we’ll go home,” Steve said.

“Okay,” Ghost said, as he climbed into the car, shut the door, and leaned back, half asleep already.

Steve went in, and gathered up their gifts. “We’re going, guys. Linda got on the bus, and Ghost is already asleep in the car. Thanks for supper Kinsey, and everyone for the presents,” he said.

“Y’all get home safe…and Merry Christmas,” Kinsey said.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Feline Friday – Baby Wow Wow

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Feline Friday –

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Feline Friday

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Baby Wow Wow.

This little kitty we call Baby Wow Wow, or Wee Wow, because she is Mama Wow Wow’s baby.

She is white, black and brown, and very soft. I get to pet her sometimes. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Flower of the Day – Lilly

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Flower of the Day – Lily

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This is a pink lily, and then a close photo of the middle of the flower. It has some green & yellow, and a black bit, too.

I never can remember if you spell it with one letter L or two LLs. I think it can be either way. 🙂

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – September 20, 2019 – Dahlias

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Fan Of … & CFFC – Pens/Pencils/Crayons/Markers

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Fan Of … & CFFC – Pens/Pencils/Crayons/Markers

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Pens/Pencils/Crayons/Markers CFFC

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pens, Pencils, Crayons, Markers

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Fan Of… Challenge #33 — Arbroath Harbour

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Here’s a new fun challenge! Just post something you like and are a fan of. 🙂

It’s hosted by Jez Braithwaite, and you can find his blog at the above link. Thanks, Jez!

How To Join In

  1. Create a Fan Of… Photo Post.
  2. Add a link to your Fan of… blog post in my comment box.
  3. Title your post Fan Of… or add Fan Of… tag

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I use my crayons, markers, pencils, and pens all the time. 🙂

Photos show a box of 120 Crayola Crayons, Some of my colored pencils, a bunch of my all colors of markers, and last is a set of scented pens that have sugar skull decorations on them, plus a writing notebook with the skulls. The ink pens smell really good, too. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Color Your World – Burnt Sienna

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Color Your World – Burnt Sienna burnt sienna color your world photo challenge badge

Color your World: Burnt Sienna

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Thanks, Jennifer, for bringing back Color Your World!

To join in, just click the above link for details!

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This color is a little bit confusing. The crayon shows a more brown color, while the color tab shows it more reddish/orange brown. I showed a little of both in the photos.

Photos are:

  • Burnt Sienna Crayola Crayon
  • My art – words burnt sienna in black surrounded by crayon marks
  • Burnt Sienna color fact – hue family is brown
  • Dinosaur bones (Triceratops?)
  • Jar of cinnamon cookies
  • Wall decorations (sign says Relax on burnt sienna wall, and a driftwood branch)
  • Squirrel salt & pepper shakers

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS