Monthly Archives: October 2020

Fibbing Friday -By the Numbers

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Fibbing Friday – By the Numbers

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This weekly challenge presents some questions that we are to give wrong answer to. It’s all in fun.

To join in this weekly challenge, and see other entries, just click the link below:

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/10/23/fibbing-friday-23rd-october/

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1. What is a pince nez?  … Pince Nez was an ancient Egyptian prince who founded the practice of Zen meditation.

2. Who had the original telephone number Whitehall 1212? … The Pigeon Fanciers Organization first established this number. Click to view

3. Who reportedly lived at 221B Baker Street? … I believe that would have been Tammy Faye Baker and her husband Jim.

4. What happened in Pudding Lane in 1666? … An ice cream truck gave out free pudding pops to young and old, therefore the street was named for this. Click to view

5. Who resides at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue? … I’ve heard that there are a bunch of clowns that took over this resident some time ago. Click to view

6. What happened on the 8th August 1963? … The heat wave of 1963 began on this date. 100 degree temperatures lasted up until December.

7. Who lost their head on 16th October 1793? … That girl in the movie whose head kept spinning around until it was completely unscrewed.

8. What was in operation between April 3 1860 and October 24 1861 but failed due to bankruptcy? … Any store that tried to conduct business on a jinx corner. Every town has one, and every business sooner or later fails.

9. What is the significance of The Golden Hind? … This, by proclamation, rules that any dog born with a blonde back leg, shall be awarded 50 gold pieces.

10. Who was Spencer Perceval?  … He was the guy who invented the catalog called ‘Spencer’s Gifts’, that has thousands of silly products you can order.

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31 Days of Halloween – Party

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31 Days of Halloween – Party

Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge – Party

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My painted rock (black) with yellow Party and orange dots

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These are some kid’s Halloween parties where they were wearing costumes.

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 63

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 63

Warning … adult content

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The next morning, people were packing up…some leaving, some going sight-seeing. Steve decided to try fishing again. As he was getting his fishing pole ready, Ghost was writing in his journal, and taking pictures of the lake and Steve. A couple of nearby campers came over.

“Mornin’,” they said.

Ghost smiled, and offered them some coffee they’d made on the little gas stove. Steve walked over to see what was up.

“We heard your singing and playing last night…it was great.” they said. “Did you say you were playing in town tonight?”

“We’re gonna try to. Maybe y’all can come,” said Ghost.

Steve came up behind Ghost, then. “Hey, Steve, these are some people who liked our songs. Oh, this here’s Steve…he plays the guitar.”

They all nodded and said, “Hey.”

“Well, we’re going to be in town, so we’ll look you up, then,” said one. They all walked off. Steve didn’t say much, but he had a wary look, as he went back to his fishing pole.

“Don’t start nothin’,” Ghost muttered to himself, but Steve heard him, anyway.

“What was that, Ghost?”

“Nothin’,” Ghost said, as he went back to his writing.

Steve did catch a few fish, and showed Ghost, who took a picture. “You ready to eat fish for breakfast?” Steve asked.

Ghost looked appalled, but said, “Sure, Steve…not really.”

“Well, which one is it then?” Steve asked, baffled at Ghost.

“Uh, they’re real nice fish, but…but…I’m not hungry…okay?”

“Fine then, I’ll eat them all. First I have to…”

Ghost started running away, up the embankment, and all the way to the car. Steve shook his head, but continued preparing the fish for the pan. After cooking them, he was enjoying fresh, fried fish, when Ghost came slinking back to the campsite. His eyes were dark, and Steve knew he was upset.

“These sure are good…want some?” Steve held out his plate, knowing it would creep Ghost out, but couldn’t resist doing it anyway.

“No…how can you do that, Steve? How can you catch a nice, innocent fish, and then just kill it…and then just eat it like nothing just happened?”

“Easy…I was hungry.” Steve licked his fingers.

Ghost just looked sad.

“Listen, dude, ya gotta get over things like this. Somebody caught the ones in the grocery store, and you eat those just fine. This just eliminates the middle man,” Steve explained. “What’d ya do, go sing a dirge to the fishies?” he snickered.

“Maybe I did,” said Ghost.

“I know you did…I heard ya,” said Steve.

“Whatever,” said Ghost as he looked for something else to eat.

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They drove into town to inquire about performing. The bar said sure, and put them on the line-up of acts. Then having the rest of the day to themselves, they went over to the coffee shop, and asked about their chances of playing there the next night. They got the go-ahead there, too.

Next, they figured they’d better do some laundry, so they gathered up their dirty clothes, and found the laundromat. As they sat there waiting for their clothes to get washed and dried, they didn’t notice groups of townspeople passing by on the sidewalk, and peering in the window at them. Word was spreading around the small town, that some drifters were going to be appearing at the local bar and coffee shop.

The campers had been talking to shopkeepers, that they’d heard them sing last night, and that they were good.

Ghost and Steve, – or rather Steve – considered what he should wear that night. He didn’t feel he should wear his all out rocker get up, so had to think of something that wouldn’t be so in their face, so to speak. Settling on  his jeans, black t-shirt, and boots, in other words, his everyday clothes, he was done. Ghost never worried about what he’d wear, just grabbing whatever he happened to see first.

Looked like today, it was worn out, faded jeans, with holes in the knees, and a soft blue and white striped hoodie, his striped knee socks, and tennis shoes that he’d written all over. Steve thought he was cute, no matter what he wore…or didn’t.

They decided to sing and play a few older songs, and maybe a new one mixed in. They only had a little while on their turn to play. They didn’t expect such a big crowd, though, when they arrived. It looked like it was a packed house. This place was similar to the Sacred Yew…bar, game room, dance floor, and stage.

They were the last on the list of performers, so they got to hear someone else’s music. They were mostly covers of country bands, some bluegrass, a pop tune or two, and one guy did a rap, and he got booed off the stage. Since Ghost and Steve’s main genre was southern rock, they figured they’d do okay in this crowd.

There were some teens, some college kids from the nearby big town down the road, a few older folks, but they didn’t see any kids dressed in goth clothes, like at home. They were up next, just the two of them…Steve with his acoustic guitar, and no background tape, but they were ready. Ghost felt a tingle of excitement, as usual, as they took the stage.

The announcer, a local DJ, introduced them. “Everyone please welcome a band form the east coast of this great state…”Lost Souls?”

Ghost took hold of the mic and nodded to Steve, and they began their first song, a cover of the Eagles, *Take it to the Limit”.  They figured everyone had heard this one, and it’d get them off to a good start…and it did. People were singing along, and the dance floor filled up. They continued their short play-list, putting in a couple of their own songs.

Most everyone was having a good time, however there was a group of guys who were just drinking at the bar, and hollering rude comments. Steve figured it just came with the territory – gotta be someone who wasn’t happy. They closed with “World”, which most of the audience didn’t understand at all, but seemed to like anyway.

Afterward, Ghost went back stage before Steve, who was packing up his guitar, and accepting a beer from a guy who’d liked their show.

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*Take it to the Limit” by the Eagles, Randy Meisner, Don Henley, Glenn Frey, released November 15, 1975, label – Asylum

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Next Part Coming soon

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© 2020 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 license is taken in including them in this story.

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

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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.

31 Days of Halloween – Forest

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31 Days of Halloween – Forest

Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge – Forest

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My painted rock of the haunted forest

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IF WE LIVED IN THE WOODS

If we lived in the woods,

What would we do?

Watch out for wolves,

And practice “Hoo-Doo”.

If we lived in the woods,

It would never be dull.

We would pick mushrooms and

Light up the Skull.

If we lived in the woods,

We would not have a phone.

We could bake a cake, and

Visit the Crone.

If we lived in the woods,

We would have to be focused.

We’d have to watch out for

Bats and the Locusts.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d light a candle.

It would never be too much

To Handle.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d sit and converse,

With the flora and fauna, and

Things of the Earth.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d chant and invoke,

Spirits of those of whom

Time Never Spoke.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d never be sad.

The rest of the world will

Call us Mad.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d play ‘neath the pines.

We’d make our peace with the

Spooks and the Signs.

If we lived in the woods,

We would howl at the Moon,

And dance in it’s light

From August till June.

If we lived in the woods…

If we lived in the woods…

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A large tree trunk with some green plant leaves beside it

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© 2006 (2020) BS

 

Merry Christmas – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Starts with M

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Merry Christmas – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Starts with M

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 24/2020

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with ‘m’.” Use any word that begins with the letter “m” as the subject or theme for your post. Enjoy!

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Today for SOCS, we have to start with a word beginning with letter M. To join in, and also see other entries, just click the above link. Thanks, Linda! 🙂

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Merry Christmas!

I think I’m right in believing this is still October? ummm hmmm …

So why, when I look at one of our usual TV stations, have they turned all programming to Christmas movies. All – the – time- ??

I don’t like Christmas movies even when it is near the holiday, never mind so early it’s annoying.

That got me remembering that one of our favorite radio stations will be doing the same thing with Christmas songs pretty soon. Not looking forward to that either, because by the time Christmas gets here, I’m so tired of it all.

They’ve already started airing Christmas commercials on TV, too.

Stop with the Madness!

Bah humbug to all the Merry!

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© 2020 BS

Ding Dong the Witch is Dead – Song Lyric Sunday – Halloween Edition

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Ding Dong the Witch is Dead – Song Lyric Sunday – Halloween Edition

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https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2020/10/24/dress-up-day/

For SLS today we have songs that feature the words ghost, witch, pumpkin, trick or treat. Thanks, Jim!

To join in this fun weekly challenge, and to see other entries, just click the above link.

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This is one of the songs from the 1939 movie, “The Wizard of Oz”. I’ve liked this movie for years, and I remember when it only came on TV once a year.

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An interesting fact from the Wiki article:

Nearly all of the Munchkin voices were dubbed in by uncredited voice actors, who sang in their normal voices at a specific tempo, and the recordings were electronically pitched up to create the Munchkin “voices” that the audience hears during playback

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“Ding Dong the Witch is Dead” is the name of the song sung by the Munchkins in the 1939 film The Wizard of Oz after the Wicked Witch of the East is crushed by Dorothy Gale‘s house.

Lyrics

Munchkins:
Ding-dong! The Witch is dead
Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding-dong! The Wicked Witch is dead
Wake up you sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead
She’s gone where the goblins go
Below, below, below
Yo-ho, let’s open up and sing and ring the bells out
Ding-dong’s the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low
Let them know the Wicked Witch is dead!

Mayor:
As mayor of the Munchkin City
In the county of the land of Oz
I welcome you most regally

Judge:
But we’ve got to verify it legally
To see

Mayor:
To see

Judge:
If she

Mayor:
If she

Judge:
Is morally, ethically

Munchkin 1:
Spiritually, physically

Munchkin 2:
Positively, absolutely

Munchkin Men:
Undeniably and reliably dead

Coroner:
As Coroner, I thoroughly examined her
And she’s not only merely dead
She’s really most sincerely dead

Mayor:
Then this is a day of independence for all the munchkins
And their descendants
Yes, let the joyous news be spread
The wicked old witch at last is dead

Munchkins:
Ding-dong the witch is dead
Which old witch, the wicked witch
Ding-dong the wicked witch is dead
Wake up you sleepyhead
Rub your eyes, get out of bed
Wake up the wicked witch is dead
She’s gone where the goblins go
Below, below, below
Yo-ho, let’s open up and sing and ring the bells out
Ding Dong’s the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low
Let them know the Wicked Witch is dead

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© 2020 BS

Flower of the Day – Red Leaves (the change)

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Flower of the Day – Red Leaves (the change)

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These are more leaves on the Virginia Creeper Vine on our fence. They turn a pretty red in the fall. This one is just beginning it’s change of season from green to red.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – October 25 – Autumn Crispness

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© 2020 BS

October Squares – Kinda Cracked

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October Squares – Kinda Cracked Squares Logo

Kindred Spirits

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This is just one of the many cracks in our back yard. It’s been so dry here this summer that the ground is cracking up.

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“Cracks in the Ground” by Dokken.

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© 2020 BS

31 Days of Halloween – Leaves

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31 Days of Halloween – Leaves

Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge – Leaves

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My painted rocks for leaves (with faces) in brown, red, yellow, & orange.

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REVIVAL

A nagging pain, like cotton wool, muffles my thoughts

My head hurts, just need to close my eyes

Maybe a breath of fresh, fall air will ease my senses

Sunny, mid-morning yellow, surrounded by cool, blue skies

Listening to the silence of the falling leaves

One, two, three, then more

They touch me like soft butterflies

Raining down in golden drops of autumn

A crispy carpet at my feet, I smile as I hear my cat

Pouncing and leaping to catch the falling curiosities

My tree laughs and smiles, as a soft breeze tickles her branches

She shakes herself, releasing her finery for us to enjoy

We have nothing to fear, as winter comes near…

Her words are felt in my soul

As I open my eyes, looking upward,

I am thankful for this gorgeous fall day,

And find my pain gone away

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© 2020 BS