Sunday, Monday, Tuesday – RDP

CHALLENGE RESPONSE – PROSE

Here is my response for RDP Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday.

Let me be blunt from the beginning. The snow was coming down heavy, but the wind blew it sideways. The temperature was dropping rapidly. I didn’t want to be out here, but the gig paid the bills. Prices were so high that you bought a loaf of bread or a gallon of gas. I got a letter in the mail today. An old friend I hadn’t heard from since we both reeked of innocence. I was more than a little envious because he had found the love of his life. He had found happiness. Sighs … good on you, brother! Good on you.

Yeah, they’re a pain, but I love them.

Bloganuary writing prompt
Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I’ve been fortunate enough to have a network of people in my life who let me know daily I’m loved. They have no problem letting me know when I’m full of crap or any other adjective they choose to use at any given time. I can’t blame them or hold any ill will because I’m a handful, as they say.

You may remember a post I made last year about two individuals who were geniuses. If not, here is a link to that post. What I didn’t tell you is these incredible women have been putting up with my crap for well over a decade. Every rant, tantrum, or foul mood, they have endured it all. They have been with me while I was grief-stricken from the loss of my wife. They were there when I rebuilt myself as a writer and educator to witness me self-destruct through my battle with cancer.

My closest and dearest friend, my editor, you’ve heard me complain about on several occasions on this blog. She put down her red pen and helped me through my cancer battle. She stopped everything and came to the initial surgery. Then she returned for my cancer’s aggressive reemergence. 56 treatments later, I took her home and started to rebuild my life once again. Honestly, I would have been a basket case without her support through all of this madness.

A few years ago, I could barely breathe, and my lady showed up and put a foot in my butt and got me back on my feet. Mumbling something about she couldn’t leave it to me to get proper medical attention. Now, that wasn’t the vernacular she used during her time here. I’m sure you can imagine what was said to a stubborn person such as myself. Their words, not mine. I’m an utterly compliant person. I assure you.

It can’t be easy to deal with me, but their devotion, compassion, and love mean everything. It may even seem at times I don’t appreciate you, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I love you and appreciate you both; never doubt this. Yep, you guys are a pain, but I love ya.

RDP Wednesday – Hatch – 01172024

CHALLENGE RESPONSE

My response to RDP’s Wednesday prompt.

This morning, I was reviewing this prompt and trying to figure out how to approach it. I knew I didn’t have any photos that featured hatching of some kind. I ran across an image of an old hatchback and remembered our adventures in high school.

A buddy of mine brought a Datsun B210 hatchback and drove everywhere in that thing. Most of the time, there were three of us. We would travel to a nearby town so he could profess his undying love to his girlfriend. It was the stuff they write stories about for about six months. We would buy a case of beer Saturday night and head to the highway. I don’t remember her name or what she looked like.

We all professed our love at one time or another in that car. We traveled hundreds of miles doing so. I suppose we were allergic to the idea of having a local girlfriend. None of us ended up with any of the women that we loved so dearly. I haven’t seen those guys in over 30 years. However, I remember the times we spent together in that hatchback.

Photo courtesy of BY PAUL NIEDERMEYER
 

The Datsun we rode in looked like the one in the photo. The memories just flood back. In fact, our car didn’t have a reverse. So, whenever we parked, we’d stick our foot out of the car and push backward. I wonder what happened to those guys? I hope life was gentler than mine.

Quote of the Day – 01172024

In the end, he convinced us, and we decided to support him. Bill Russell summed it up for all of us:

I envy Muhammad Ali . . . He has something I have never been able to attain and something very few people possess. He has absolute and sincere faith. I’m not worried about Muhammad Ali. He is better equipped than anyone I know to withstand the trials in store for him. What I’m worried about is the rest of us.

Abdul-Jabbar, Kareem. Black Cop’s Kid: An Essay (p. 26). Kindle Edition.

Sitting Still Long Enough

Bloganuary writing prompt
Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

What I’ve learned over the years in regards to clutter is you never know how much crap you have accumulated until you get ready to move. Also, I discovered the things in the basement, the storage unit, and the garage. You probably don’t need it. I’m aware that somehow we find justification to keep these forgotten treasures or the unknown items contained inside labeled “Misc.” So do your best to load the unnecessary items and take them to your local charity or consignment store.

Let’s change direction for a minute. We are still discussing the reduction of clutter but in a different way.

“The unexamined life is not worth living”
― Socrates

I’ve come to realize that the area with the greatest need for decluttering is one’s self. I’ve been ill these last few months, and it doesn’t seem I’m going to get any relief in the near future. However, I’ve had an opportunity for self-reflection. Let me tell you, some wickedness has been passing through my mind. Despite this, I’ve had moments of clarity.

I’ve taken the time to really look at what I need to live my best life. I need to take the time to let go of my preconceptions about myself and the world around me. This isn’t as easy as it sounds. I find self-examination to be the most challenging endeavor I ever embarked on. It’s going to be a work in progress. Yet, it is a task worth doing.

Once you let go of your internal baggage, I believe you can tackle the basement, storage unit, or garage with a clear mind and spirit. You just might be able to get something done.

~thank you for reading~

Glyn’s Mixed Music Bag: Week 3 – Billy Preston

ARTICLE – MINI BIOGRAPHY

Here is my choice for Glyn’s Challenge for January – Week 3

The Musical Journey of Billy Preston

Billy Preston, often dubbed the “Fifth Beatle,” was an American musician whose impact on rock and soul music is immeasurable. His collaborations with some of the most iconic bands and artists of the 20th century, including The Beatles and The Rolling Stones, helped shape the sound of modern music.

Early Life
Born on September 2, 1946, in Houston, Texas, Billy Preston started his musical journey at a young age. He was a prodigy, playing the piano and organ in his church by age three. At ten, he debuted on the big screen, portraying young W.C. Handy in a biographical film about the blues musician. His early exposure to music set the foundation for his future career.

Notable Collaborations
Preston’s first significant collaboration came in 1962 when he joined Little Richard’s band as an organist. During this stint, he met The Beatles in Hamburg, Germany, beginning a long-standing relationship. In 1969, Preston joined the legendary band in the studio, contributing to their final two albums, “Abbey Road” and “Let It Be.” His skill on the keyboard earned him the nickname the ‘Fifth Beatle.’ Preston also worked with The Rolling Stones on several of their albums in the 70s, infusing their music with his unique soulful touch.

Lasting Legacy
Billy Preston’s contributions to music extended beyond his collaborations. As a solo artist, he charted numerous hits, including “Outa-Space” and “Nothing from Nothing.” His work earned him several awards, including a Best Pop Instrumental Performance Grammy. Even after he died in 2006, Preston’s influence can still be heard in modern music. His blend of rock, soul, and funk has inspired countless musicians, testifying to his enduring legacy.

Conclusion
Billy Preston’s life was a testament to his immense talent and musical versatility. From his early start in the church to his collaborations with some of the biggest names in rock and roll, his impact on music is undeniable. His legacy continues to inspire, making him a true icon in music history.


Quote of the Day – 01162024


Vernon Johns, often overlooked in American civil rights history annals, made significant and impactful contributions to the movement. Known as Martin Luther King Jr.’s predecessor at the Dexter Avenue Baptist Church in Montgomery, Alabama, Johns was a fiery and fearless advocate for racial equality. This comprehensive essay delves into his early life, extensive civil rights activism, and enduring legacy.


Early Life
Vernon Johns was born in 1892 in Darlington Heights, Virginia. From an early age, he demonstrated a remarkable intellect and an insatiable appetite for learning. Despite the limited educational opportunities available to African Americans during this era, Johns pursued his studies relentlessly. He fully utilized the few resources available, eventually earning a divinity degree from Oberlin College.

His passion for education was not merely a personal pursuit; it became a central theme in his civil rights work. He fervently believed in the transformative power of knowledge. Johns saw education as the key to personal growth and societal change, a belief that would influence his approach to activism.


Civil Rights Activism
Vernon Johns began his pastoral work in various churches, but his tenure at the Dexter Avenue Baptist Church in the 1940s and early 1950s would define his civil rights activism. Unlike many of his contemporaries, Johns was unafraid to challenge the status quo. His sermons were not merely spiritual messages but powerful calls to action that highlighted the systemic injustices faced by the African American community.

His fearless approach made him a controversial figure, yet his messages resonated with many. Johns’s sermons were a source of inspiration and a catalyst for change for many, including a young Martin Luther King Jr., who would later lead the civil rights movement.


Lasting Legacy
Though less well-known than many of his contemporaries, the legacy of Vernon Johns is profoundly significant. His fearless advocacy for racial equality laid the groundwork for seminal events like the Montgomery Bus Boycott and the broader civil rights movement. His influence extended beyond these events, shaping the course of American history.

More than this, his teachings on the power of education continue to inspire generations of African American scholars and activists. Johns’s belief in the transformative power of knowledge endures, fostering a drive for education and personal growth within the African American community.

Conclusion
Vernon Johns may not be a household name, yet his contributions to the fight for racial equality in America are undeniable. His fearless activism and emphasis on education made him a pivotal figure in the civil rights movement. As we reflect on his life and legacy, let us remember Vernon Johns as a man who dared to speak truth to power, setting a path for future generations. Johns’s life serves as a testament to the power of conviction and the transformative potential of education.

Morning Air – 20 Years Later

PROSE – REFLECTION

The morning chill creeps through my layers as I sit on my porch, twirling my finger playfully in my whiskers. I swallow a sip of coffee while tugging at them, lost in the depths of my thoughts. The amber glow of the collision between night and dawn illuminates the horizon. Today, a man was born that brought so much light to the world. His presence hurled us out of a darkness that had engulfed us for nearly a hundred years—a man whose vision, courage, and devotion to humanity will never be forgotten.

Sipping coffee, I watch the lights turn on one by one as the neighborhood awakens. A community in which I could have never lived if it wasn’t for this man’s efforts. Not because where I live now is better than where I grew up. Society’s attitude is better. I remember the speech of this brave man as a child being replayed every year during my youth: a vision of hope, love, determination, and courage. His speech or vision served as a beacon representing one of hell of a dream.

Now a seasoned man, I wonder if my efforts in life have helped fulfill that dream. We fought for God, Country, and the ideal of freedom. We spent countless hours away from home in pursuit of the vision on the mountaintop. The endless miles walked for the dream of the Promised Land. No mile did I walk alone. Each mile walked and every hour spent away was in the faith that a moment of hatred was erased. I hoped they would ring the bell of freedom. A sound heard in the souls of each man and woman in the land. A faith I held on to with all my might, even though it was sometimes fleeting.

Each time I heard the word Jew, it took away a little bit of hope. Whenever I heard the word cracker, freedom’s bell rang a little softer. Every time I heard the word spick or chili pepper, humanity’s love got a little weaker. Each time I heard the nigger humanity’s dignity lessen. However, each time I heard these, we fought harder to fulfill the dream of a man we had never known. We risked our lives to fulfill a dream our forefathers wrote nearly two hundred years before my birth.

I look upon my granddaughter, who shifts under her blanket of freedom provided by the fulfillment of this dream, a granddaughter who turns a year older today. She is allowed to live in a world and taste the crispness of a freedom that wouldn’t have been without his dream. A smile comes across my face as I finish my coffee. I smack my lips because I, too, taste the crispness of freedom in the fresh morning air.

Now, I’m a great-grandfather. I still taste the crispness of freedom in the morning air. It’s rather tasty!

Werewolves of London

Bloganuary writing prompt
What is your favorite animal?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

As a kid, my favorite animal was a dog. Then I watched Ole Yeller and Sounder, and suddenly, the idea of caring for a dog seemed less appealing. Though I’ve had various versions of man’s best friend. I couldn’t help but be enthralled by the mystic of werewolves. In 1981, I was catapulted into the lure of werewolves with the movie American Werewolf in London.

This fascination evolved into my love for wolves. All variations. Quietly, I’ve read many articles over the years, watched documentaries, and read books on wolves.

A clip I put together from stock footage I collected over the years

I can’t explain my fascination with wolves. I can’t explain what makes me stop in my tracks and soak in the beauty of this majestic creature. Perhaps I yearn for its power, its grace, or its presence. No matter, I have to make do with the gifts I possess.

I Remember Dial-Up

Bloganuary writing prompt
In what ways do you communicate online?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

Yesterday, I stood in line at a local store when the computer system went down. After a wave of groans and disapproving looks, the manager assured us the system would be online shortly. This didn’t help the groans. I understood a possible reason for the atmosphere. We were in the middle of a snowstorm, and the conditions were worsening by the second. However, examining the crowd, I’m pretty sure they would have been complaining regardless. Complaining is the latest trend, like yoga pants and foo-foo coffee.

The system took longer than expected, and the manager declared, “It’s like dial-up!” I shook my head, “Not even close,” I corrected. We had a laugh; the system was up a few seconds later, and all was right in the world. Within a few minutes, the grandson and I were inside, safe and warm.

I see this prompt, and I’m reminded of how impatient we all have become since the advancements of technology. Despite this, I pretty much communicate the same way I did at the start of all this. Other than things being a helluva a lot faster, I’m the same guy. I’ve added social media stuff from time to time, but I basically avoid it. With the exception of Twitter, there is a writing community over there that I’ve been a part of for nearly a decade.

So when things get crazy … I just think … I remember dial-up

What would I do for Free?

What job would you do for free?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

A Writer

The unfinished projects have formed a pile. Ideas, rants, and incoherent sentences fester. Sometimes I wonder what Goofball gave me the idea to become a writer. Where the hell are they at? I need to hunt them down wherever they may cleverly hide. To the corners of the earth if I must. By God, I need to find and look at them square in the eyes and thank them. Pull them into an embrace. Please do not think less of me, for I may weep. They have provided me with a fantastic gift. You see, boredom will never be a problem for me. Inside each project is the potential to create something that never existed before. At the very least, the potential to heal.


Today has been the longest of days for no reason. Nothing I can put my finger on anyway. I got so much accomplished, but so much more to do. There isn’t enough time to get it all done. I never complete it all. My Lord, what will I do? What will I do? We have all said this statement, felt it, or both. It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. It’s fine. Know that wherever you are in your journey, we all have or will walk it. The trail right in front of you. You can get to the other side step by step, word by word, or sentence by sentence. Whatever the method you will be the better for it.


As I lay across my bed, I lit a cigarette, letting it burn in the ashtray for a few minutes before I took another drag. I read a poem in Vietnamese, then I listened to it. Next, I read some prose in Italian; then again, I listened to it. The beauty of the words captured me. I’m reminded of hearing The Holy Quran recited. So beautiful and tranquil. I’m reminded how much I miss Latin Mass. I memorized it as a lad and recited it in English when the priests performed Mass. Though exhausted, hearing these works in their native language healed and recharged me a bit.


I would not have discovered the beauty of our world if I had chosen another profession on the day they whispered to me to become a writer. Although we live in a vast world full of wonder and delight, I wonder why we live so small.

Nope, this is the only profession I would do for free. Nothing else completes me.

A Good Story

When are you most happy?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I find myself the most happy when I’m lost in a good story. It took a long time to figure out how to enjoy reading stories without my imagination taking off, and I lost interest in the story. I began making notes in little spiral notebooks of the thoughts that came to me as I read. Soon, those notebooks were being filled with my own stories. I’m unsure what makes me happier? The words of others or the words of mine? To me, it doesn’t matter, not really. As long as the story is good.

Living Room Vinyl

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

The item I was most attached to as a child was my mother’s album collection. I spent hours listening to her music. It was my mother’s love for music that shaped mine. The Madre turned me on to some of the greatest music classics.

My first concert was with George Benson. I had no idea what jazz was, but I liked what I heard. This love led me to explore more of her albums. Stanley Turrentine, Spyro Gyra, and Ramsey Lewis are a few examples.

I found my Madre jamming to Boz Skaggs, The Doobie Brothers, and Steely Dan. None of my friend’s mothers listened to the same music as my mother. As I listened to the radio, I heard many of the songs that played nights in the living room.

Of course, we had the standards playing in the house. Al Green, Billy Paul, Issac Hayes, and Teddy Penderness. As I dug deeper into her collection, I found some gems I wasn’t expecting: Johnnie Taylor, Solomon Burke, and Otis Redding. My taste kept growing. Soon, I discovered Billie Holiday and Nina Simone.

Then, I discovered what I wanted to be as an adult: a radio disc jockey. I had the knowledge of music and the voice, so why not? Like a lot of childhood fantasies, nothing real becomes of it. I deejayed a few parties and even had a pirate radio show with an army buddy, but I realized my talents were more in tune with writing.

What became of the Madre’s collection?

Well, what’s left of it is stored in my living room. The most important part is that I share its influence with you most days. Well, that’s it for this post, but it wouldn’t be right if I didn’t leave you with a little something.

Here’s a little Otis Redding Live

Singing aloud is allowed. Perhaps, even required!

Evening Writing Grooves – 01122024

TUNAGE – EVENING WRITING GROOVES

Often, I write with music playing in the background. Its purpose is not to inspire but to soothe. It helps focus my mind and lets me get out of my way. Most of you know I have an eclectic taste in music. So, I decided to share a few cuts with you. I hope you enjoy it. Perhaps you’ll remember some favorites or discover something you have never heard before.

More a Treat than a Snack

Bloganuary writing prompt
What snack would you eat right now?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I remember when I was feeling down as kid, my mother would drag my butt over to our local DQ and get me one of these masterfully crafted desserts of deliciousness. She always knew just the right time to take me to get one. It never seemed like I knew the exact time. But I’m thinking I might need one today. It’s been a rough couple of months.

REBLOG: Creative Bug’s Health Benefits of Rice

Over the last few years, my nutritionist has been trying to get me to switch to quinoa. Yes, I hear some of you cringing as you read this. Trust me, I’m there with you. Despite the health benefits and tasty quinoa recipes, I make this dish with kale, sauteed chicken, and quinoa to die for. Anyway, I’m still a rice eater, Jasmine being my favorite.

So, Creative Bug stopped by the Memoirs and left a link to this wonderful article about rice. Give it a read; I’m on my way into the kitchen to cook up some stuff. While we are at it share some tasty recipes.

Questions Like These…

Daily writing prompt
What could you do differently?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

Questions like these make me roll my eyes and shake my head. It seems like the next thing they will be asking is,

“What does it all mean?”

What’s my place in the world?”

And more nonsense questions. I have this attitude because it is the decisions we make that cause us to become who we are.

Sure, we have situations in life we would like to do-over or take back. It’s just the nature of life. However, neither of those things are possible. So, when someone asks questions like these. I respond with the following question:

“You’ve had your entire life to prepare for this moment … why aren’t you ready?”

Every decision we have made in life has led to where we are … the good, the bad, and the ugly. Do we really want to change anything?

As always,

~thanks for reading~

Something Like This …

Daily writing prompt
If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?

Perception is our Reality

Daily writing prompt
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

As a writer of a certain age, I spend time thinking about the past for several reasons. Sometimes, things that happened in the past make interesting ideas that may form a basis for a story. Other times they may lend an expected scene. Typically, I use the past in the following areas in regards to writing.

  • Character Development
  • Plot
  • Theme
  • Resolution

Utilizing the memories of past experiences has crucial in some of my successes as a writer. I have to keep in mind, I must let the story tell itself. I know that may sound strange, but experience has taught to never force anything.

As a man, I often refer back to situations, to see if I still them the same as I did initially. On several occasions, I found some insight hidden in the corners of my psyche. It had been there the entire time. It was just waiting for me to understand what I looking at and why.

The Most Intimate Gift

Daily writing prompt
What is the greatest gift someone could give you?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I’ve been fortunate to have received some amazing gifts throughout my life. However, that depends on how the word “gift” is defined. Most of the time, when talking to others, I find gifts to be defined as something tangible. Something one can display on a desk or show someone. I would define these sorts of gifts as awesome, wonderful, or cool; maybe? Yet, neither rise up to the occasion of the “greatest.” I think if you take a moment and think about it, you may agree with me or not.

However, the greatest gift to me is when someone gives you their time. Time is a precious commodity, something you can’t get back. Well, at least not right now; give me another ten years; the machine I’m building should be thoroughly tested and ready for the public. Until then, I view the time people choose to spend with us as special and intimate. I know I may be a little bent on this point, but it seems to be working.

Poem of the Day – 01052024

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers by Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.

Poem of the Day – 01042024

Changing The Past by Donna

The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads it eats away

Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see

That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.

What happens in your lifetime
Happens for reasons unknown,
So you have to let the cards unfold.
Let your story be shown.

Don’t get wrapped up in the negative.
Be happy with what you have been given.
Live for today not tomorrow.
Get up, get out, and start living,

Because the past is the past for a reason.
It’s been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It’s done, it’s unchangeable; move on.

Donna. “Changing The Past.” Family Friend Poems, July 6, 2011. https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/changing-the-past

FOTD – Bearded Iris

PHOTOGRAPHY – COLOR

Participating in this challenge last year, I actually learned the names of a few flowers. I’ve been organizing my photos and found a few archived photos of the bearded iris that grows in my front yard. I find this flower interesting because it just showed up one year. I didn’t plant it and I haven’t done anything to get it going.

I’d completely forgotten taking this shot and I’m pleased how well it came out. According to my records, I took this picture in the spring of 2020. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Wordless Wednesday

PHOTOGRAPHY – COLOR/MONOCHROME – FLORAL

My submission for Hugh’s Views & News blog, Wordless Wednesday post.

Poem of the Day – 01032024

Renewed By The Morning Light by Patricia A Fleming

I sit upon my front porch stoop
Beneath the morning sun.
Grateful for the moment spent
Away from everyone.

The air is fresh and slightly chilled,
The sky is blue and clear.
The silence that surrounds me now
Is music to my ears.

I love the morning best of all,
It’s my most tranquil time,
When the promise of a brand new day
Can ease my troubled mind.

When second chances seem more possible
And the world less cold and dark,
And hope can somehow pierce the walls
Of my sad and aching heart.

When left alone with nature
All the world seems far away
And the woes of life so trivial
When wrapped in her embrace.

But alas the birds awaken
And begin to sing their songs,
And people slowly wander by
And nod as they go on.

The sun has now grown brighter
As it rises in the sky
And in the distance there’s a whistle
As a train goes lumbering by.

The world is calling out to me
To jump back in the fray.
To have faith things can get better
And let go of yesterday.

So today I get to start again
By the morning light renewed.
Feeling brave and energized,
There is nothing I can’t do.

Distance Learning: The School of Hard Knocks

Daily writing prompt
What colleges have you attended?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

In a previous post, I discussed autodidactic learning. It’s this method of education I’m most familiar with. However, I always wanted to obtain a college degree of some sort. For whatever reason, I convinced myself I wasn’t smart enough to achieve my goal. As I was torn between my beliefs and desires, I spent considerable time trying to further my education. Throughout the years, I attended several colleges utilizing distance learning platforms.

I attended schools located in the following states:

  • Illinois
  • Maryland
  • Virginia
  • Texas
  • Minnesota
  • Florida
  • Tennessee

In most cases, I wasn’t anywhere near the campus. Eventually, I got over my fear and finished my undergraduate degree. I consider my education journey as “The School of Hard Knocks.” If I had believed in myself earlier, achieving the first step of my goal wouldn’t have been so challenging. Throughout my journey, I learned much about life, the world, and, most importantly, myself. Let’s take a moment to explore some of the benefits of distance learning.

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

Distance learning, also known as online education, has become increasingly popular in recent years. With advancements in technology, more and more people are turning to distance learning as a convenient and flexible way to further their education. Recently, we see online education being used to educate our children. Technology has made online learning a viable option for achieving an education.

Flexibility

One of the most significant advantages of distance learning is its flexibility. Distance learning allows students to conveniently access course materials and lectures, unlike traditional classroom settings. This flexibility is particularly beneficial for individuals with other commitments, such as work or family responsibilities. Distance learning allows students to create their study schedules and learn at their own pace, making it easier to balance their personal and professional lives.

Moreover, distance learning allows students to study from anywhere in the world. The constraints of a physical classroom do not bind them, and they can access their coursework from their homes or while traveling. This level of flexibility allows learners to adapt their education to their individual needs and circumstances.

Accessibility

Another advantage of distance learning is its accessibility. In traditional education, individuals who live in remote areas or have physical disabilities may face challenges in accessing educational institutions. Distance learning eliminates these barriers by providing access to education regardless of geographical location or physical abilities.

Through online platforms, students can participate in classes, submit assignments, and interact with instructors and fellow students from anywhere in the world. This accessibility opens up opportunities for individuals who may not have had access to education otherwise. It also fosters a diverse and inclusive learning environment where students from different backgrounds and cultures can exchange ideas and perspectives.

Furthermore, distance learning allows individuals to pursue their education while juggling other responsibilities. Many students who are working full-time or taking care of their families find it difficult to attend traditional on-campus classes. Distance learning allows them to continue their education without compromising their other commitments.

Cost-Effectiveness

Distance learning can also be a cost-effective option for many students. Traditional education often involves additional expenses such as commuting, accommodation, and textbooks. Students can save on these costs by studying from their homes with distance learning.

Additionally, many online courses and programs are more affordable than their on-campus counterparts. This affordability makes education more accessible to a broader range of individuals, regardless of their financial circumstances. It also allows students to explore a variety of courses and programs without worrying about the financial burden.

I Don’t Have Time for This … I’m a Grown @$$ Man.

Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?

While working on my undergraduate degree, I had the Psychology of Play course. I immediately tried to drop the course as a grown-ass man; I had no time for play. The idea was ridiculous. The whole affair was an utter waste of time. It was a required course, so I had no choice but to complete this buffoonery. Over the preceding weeks, I actually learned a great deal about “play,” and the only buffoon; was me.

Play is a fundamental aspect of human behavior that has intrigued psychologists for decades. From childhood to adulthood, play serves various purposes and significantly impacts our mental and emotional well-being.

The Benefits of Play

Play is not just a frivolous activity; it serves several important purposes. One of the primary benefits of play is its role in promoting cognitive development. When we engage in play, our brains are actively processing information, problem-solving, and enhancing our creativity. Play provides:

  • A stimulating environment for learning and exploration.
  • Allowing us to develop essential cognitive skills such as problem-solving.
  • Critical thinking.
  • Decision-making.

Moreover, play also aids in the development of social skills. Through play, we have interaction, cooperation, and conflict-resolution opportunities. Whether playing team sports, engaging in cooperative board games, or participating in imaginative play, we learn how to communicate effectively, work together, negotiate, and compromise. These social skills acquired through play are crucial for building and maintaining relationships in childhood and adulthood.

Play as a Stress Reliever

Play has the remarkable ability to alleviate stress and promote relaxation. When we immerse ourselves in play through sports, games, or hobbies, our minds focus on the present moment, diverting attention from daily worries and concerns. This mental shift allows us to recharge, reduce anxiety, and improve our overall mood.

Engaging in play also activates the release of endorphins, commonly known as “feel-good” hormones, which further contribute to stress reduction and a sense of well-being. The enjoyment and pleasure derived from play can act as a natural antidote to the pressures and demands of everyday life, providing us with a much-needed escape and a sense of rejuvenation.

The Therapeutic Power of Play

In recent years, psychologists have recognized the therapeutic potential of play. Play therapy has emerged as a valuable tool in helping individuals, particularly children, express their emotions, cope with traumatic experiences, and develop problem-solving skills. Playing allows individuals to explore difficult situations in a safe and non-threatening environment, leading to emotional healing and personal growth.

Play therapy allows individuals to communicate their thoughts and feelings symbolically, making expressing and processing complex emotions easier. Through play, children can act out scenarios, create narratives, and use various play materials to represent their experiences and emotions. This process helps them gain insight, develop coping strategies, and resolve their challenges. Play therapy can be a transformative experience, enabling individuals to overcome difficulties, build resilience, and improve their overall well-being.

Conclusion: Nurturing the Playful Spirit

In conclusion, the psychology of play reveals its profound impact on our lives. Play enriches our mental and emotional well-being, from cognitive development to stress relief and therapeutic benefits. As we navigate through the complexities of life, it is essential to nurture our playful spirit and make time for activities that bring us joy and fulfillment.

We should embrace play as an integral part of our lives, regardless of age or responsibilities. Whether it’s engaging in recreational activities, pursuing hobbies, or simply allowing ourselves to be spontaneous and playful in our daily lives, we can experience the transformative effects of play.

So, let us prioritize play, create opportunities for playfulness, and uncover the immense benefits it has to offer. We can enhance our cognitive abilities, strengthen social connections, reduce stress, and promote emotional well-being by fostering our playful spirit. Let play be a source of joy, creativity, and personal growth.

America’s Favorite Pastime

If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

As a child, I remember watching baseball on television with my mother. I didn’t understand what I was watching, but I enjoyed my mother’s excitement as she watched her beloved “Cubbies.” However, the idea of playing the sport never really stuck. I played softball for a while but lost interest. I still enjoy watching the games when I have time to catch them. So, when I read this prompt, I knew I had to write a baseball story of sorts.


Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus

Rico Strong’s Traveling Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus Baseball Team

Once upon a time, a man named Rico Strong lived in a small town called Willowville. Rico was known far and wide for his extraordinary talent in training animals. He had a special connection with ferrets and platypuses and a dream – to create a baseball team like no other. But not just any baseball team; Rico wanted to form a team with pink ferrets and an angry platypus.

Rico had always been fascinated by the agility and quickness of ferrets. He believed their instincts and nimbleness would make them perfect for the outfield. As for the platypus, Rico had observed their fierce determination and strong-willed nature, which he thought would be ideal for a powerful pitcher. It was a crazy idea, but Rico was determined to make it a reality.

He traveled far and wide, scouring the world for pink ferrets and an angry platypus. He visited rainforests, deserts, and even remote islands in search of these unique creatures. He encountered countless challenges along his journey, but Rico’s determination never wavered. He faced treacherous terrains, wild animals, and even unexpected weather but pressed on, fueled by his unwavering passion.

Finally, after months of searching, Rico found what he was looking for. In a hidden valley deep within the mountains, he discovered a group of pink ferrets with shimmering fur. They were playful, agile, and had an undeniable charm. Rico knew he had struck gold with these ferrets.
But his journey wasn’t over yet. Rico had heard rumors of an angry platypus living in a far-off swamp. Determined not to give up, he ventured into the swamp despite the warnings of its dangers. And there, in a murky pond, Rico found the angry platypus. It was bigger and fiercer than he had imagined, with venomous spurs and a fiery gaze. Rico knew he had found the missing piece of his team.

With his team of pink ferrets and the angry platypus, Rico set out to fulfill his dream. He built a baseball field in Willowville with state-of-the-art facilities and a cheering crowd. Word quickly spread about his unique team, and people from all over came to watch the Traveling Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus play. The team’s agility, speed, and determination were unmatched, making them a force to be reckoned with.

As the team played their games, they faced many challenges. They encountered teams with stronger hitters, faster runners, and more experienced pitchers. But Rico’s team had something special – their unbreakable bond and unwavering spirit. They supported each other, cheered on, and never gave up.

The Traveling Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus became the talk of the town with their incredible plays and electrifying performances. They won game after game, leaving their opponents in awe. Rico’s unique team captured the hearts of the locals and, media and baseball enthusiasts worldwide.

Ultimately, the Traveling Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus became more than just a baseball team. They symbolized courage, unity, and the power of following one’s dreams. Rico Strong’s extraordinary vision had turned a seemingly crazy idea into a remarkable reality.

And so, the legacy of the Traveling Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus baseball team lived on, inspiring generations to come. Their story was passed down from one baseball fan to another, reminding everyone that anything is possible with passion, determination, and a little imagination. The team’s success paved the way for more unconventional and innovative approaches in sports, proving that sometimes, the most extraordinary things can come from the most unexpected places.

The Traveling Pink Ferrets & Angry Platypus left a lasting impact on the baseball world, forever etching their names in the annals of sports history. Their remarkable journey was a testament to the power of teamwork, dedication, and belief in the impossible. Rico Strong’s dream had not only come true but had exceeded all expectations, leaving an indelible mark on the hearts and minds of all who witnessed their extraordinary feats.

Aurora

The rattling of the window in the wind wakes me. Slowly, I stretch away the night, my eyes shift from darkness to a haze, and my eyes shift into focus from slumber to reality. I hear the whirling hiss as the snow hits the screen. I make my way to the kitchen to brew some sanity. Its aroma filled the room in a matter of seconds. In minutes, I am nursing a cup by the window. The night has yet to surrender to dawn. Yet, to tuck itself away, partaking in the much-needed rest. If you look closely and catch it just right, you can see the snowflake’s form before it dissolves against the glass.

It is the perfect day for cuddling. Her head nestled in that special place. My breathing was slow, and my heart skipped a beat, so we were in unison. So that we are connected. Connected on the spiritual level, not just the profane, it is a perfect morning for loving. A soft, slow, lingering turns into a slow grind. To evolve into a breathless gasp that surrenders to a moan. A moan becomes a pant, then a scream, then a contentment sigh is released. Then, fall into a deep, coma-like sleep.

The Lady in Red

PROSE

 

The night is coming, just like it did the night before. It really isn’t anything special to me, just a darker shade of grey. You see, I view the world through a pair of monochrome lenses. It’s been this way since birth, well, at least until I saw her. Her lips glowed like rubies, her hair seemed on fire, and something shimmery hung from her ears. I can only imagine these colors to be shades of red. Is this what red looks like? How beautiful, how enchanting. Who was she? Who was this woman in red?

 

Poem of the Day – 01022024

Faith And Courage In Life by Angie M Flores

In life there are people that will hurt us and cause us pain,
but we must learn to forgive and forget and not hold grudges.

In life there are mistakes we will make,
but we must learn from our wrongs and grow from them.

In life there are regrets we will have to live with,
but we must learn to leave the past behind and realize it is something we can’t change.

In life there are people we will lose forever and can’t have back,
but we must learn to let go and move on.

In life there are going to be obstacles that will cause interference,
but we must learn to overcome these challenges and grow stronger.

In life there are fears that will hold us back from what we want,
but we must learn to fight them with the courage from within.

God holds our lives in his hands. He holds the key to our future.
Only he knows our fate.

He sees everything and knows everything.
Everything in life really does happen for a reason: “God’s Reason”

Poem of the Day – 01012024

This Is A Daily Reminder by Nicolette

This is a daily reminder
To relax,
To not get angry over small things,
To stay calm.

This is a daily reminder
To be yourself,
To not care what people think,
To know you can be anything.

This is a daily reminder
To love yourself,
To not hurt yourself,
To not work yourself up.

This is a daily reminder
That you are beautiful,
That you are amazing,
That you will succeed.

This is a daily reminder
To always have hope,
To have faith,
To know everything will be okay.

This is a daily reminder
That you have made it so far already,
That you haven’t given up,
That whatever you’re doing is right,
And that you are going to be amazing.

Don’t give up.
Keep holding on and believing.

Nicolette. “This Is A Daily Reminder.” Family Friend Poems, March 7, 2015. https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/this-is-a-daily-reminder

Late Night Groove #30

I’ve been in an oldies mood lately, so tonight on Late Night Grooves we are traveling back to 1972. May I present The Hollies.

Holiday Season Movie Playlist

PROSE – RANDOM THOUGHTS

A few decades ago, I got tired of watching the same old holiday movies each year. I started ranting about it, because I’m a bit of a ranter. So, my late wife would roll her eyes and tell me to put in “Home Alone.” I mumbled under my breath and did what she asked.

The following year, I bought a used TV and set up an area in the basement. I dug out an old VCR and made a few tapes with my favorite movies. So, about a week before Christmas, I went to the basement and started my marathon. Over the years, I added and subtracted movies I always wanted to keep the list small.

Here is the current list:

  1. Die Hard (1988)
  2. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (2005)
  3. Reindeer Games (2000)
  4. Diner (1982)
  5. The Ref (1994)
  6. Wrong Turn at Tahoe (2009)
  7. This Christmas (2007)
  8. The Simple Life of Noah Dearborn (1999)
  9. Passenger 57 (1992)
  10. True Crime (1999)
  11. An Arthurian Legend Movie – This year, it was King Arthur: The Legend of the Sword (2017)
  12. A Shaft Movie – This year, it was Shaft (2019)

Twelve movies for the 12 days of Christmas and all that. Some of these movies have absolutely nothing to do with Christmas, but I like them, so I watch them. Be aware that each film is subject to substitution at any moment. Sometimes, I just don’t feel the movie that year. Normally, I don’t make it through the list. However, this year, because of my health, I finished early. Stay tuned for my starting the new year off right movie list.

Hidden Agenda

How have your political views changed over time?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

The short answer is NO. However, as I have gotten older and gained more experience, I better understand some of the motives. Politics is in almost every aspect of life. I would love to say, “I don’t do politics,” as I have said on several occasions, but that would be incorrect. What I mean is I prefer a straightforward approach to things. This way, one knows where they stand in a given situation. However, that’s not how things work, is it? There seems to be some hidden agenda.

The Memory Palace

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As we get older, we often find we don’t remember things the way we used to. I asked a doctor once about my failing memory, and his response was less than gratifying. I’ve never been one who took sweeping generalizations seriously. Despite aging, several conditions have an impact on memory. I’ve listed a few.

  • Alzheimer’s disease is a progressive brain disorder that affects memory, thinking, and behavior.
  • Dementia is a general term for a decline in cognitive ability severe enough to interfere with daily life.
  • Mild cognitive impairment is a condition that involves a slight decline in cognitive abilities but is not severe enough to interfere with daily functioning.
  • Stroke occurs when the blood supply is disrupted to the brain, leading to damage in brain function, including memory.
  • Traumatic brain injury is a brain injury that occurs as a result of a blow or jolt to the head and can lead to various cognitive impairments, including memory problems.
  • Depression is a mood disorder that can affect memory and cognitive functioning.
  • Anxiety disorders are mental health conditions that can contribute to memory difficulties.

As a person living with PTSD, I have issues with my short-term memory. Through researching the different conditions that affect my memory, I discovered several techniques that can assist with any memory issues one may be experiencing. One of the techniques I found that sounded sort of cool was a technique called a Memory Palace. Let’s take a look at an overview of the technique.

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Memory Palace, also known as the Method of Loci, is a powerful technique used for centuries to enhance memory and recall. This technique involves creating a mental map or imaginary location, such as a house or a palace, and associating each piece of information with a specific location within that space. Individuals can effectively store and retrieve vast amounts of data by visualizing and navigating through this memory palace.

History of the Memory Palace Technique

The Memory Palace technique dates back to ancient Greece and Rome, where orators and scholars widely used it to memorize speeches, poems, and other important information. The Roman orator Cicero popularized the method, who believed associating ideas with vivid mental images created a lasting impression in the mind. This technique has been employed by many notable figures throughout history, including Aristotle, Sherlock Holmes, and even modern memory champions. Understanding the historical roots of the Memory Palace technique provides insight into its longevity and effectiveness as a memory enhancement tool.

How the Memory Palace Technique Works

The Memory Palace technique leverages the brain’s ability to remember spatial information. It capitalizes on the fact that our minds are naturally adept at recalling physical locations and their details. By mentally placing pieces of information in specific locations within a familiar or imagined space, we create a structured and organized system for storing and retrieving information. The process involves choosing a memory palace, mentally walking through it, and associating data with different locations. This technique allows readily recalling stored information by navigating through the memory palace. Understanding the inner workings of the Memory Palace technique helps individuals grasp its effectiveness and apply it to their own memory improvement goals.

Applications of the Memory Palace Technique

The Memory Palace technique has a wide range of applications and can enhance memory in various areas of life. Students can utilize this technique to remember complex subjects, such as history timelines or scientific formulas. Professionals can employ it to remember important details for presentations or speeches, ensuring a confident and accurate delivery. The Memory Palace technique can also improve language learning, memorizing scripts for acting or public speaking, or even remembering a grocery list. The versatility of the Memory Palace technique makes it applicable to various fields and everyday life scenarios.

Benefits of the Memory Palace Technique

The Memory Palace technique offers several benefits for memory improvement. Firstly, it provides a structured and organized system for storing and retrieving information, making it easier to recall. Individuals create strong mental connections that aid in memory retention by associating information with specific locations within a memory palace. Additionally, the visualization and navigation involved in the Memory Palace technique engage multiple senses, further enhancing memory and recall. This technique also promotes creativity and imagination, as individuals create vivid mental images to associate with the information they want to remember. Lastly, the Memory Palace technique is a practical and effective approach to enhancing cognitive abilities, regardless of age or educational background.

Conclusion

In conclusion, the Memory Palace technique is powerful for enhancing memory and recall. Its historical roots, working principles, applications, and benefits highlight its effectiveness as a memory enhancement technique. By leveraging the brain’s natural ability to remember spatial information, individuals can create a mental map that serves as a structured system for storing and retrieving information. Whether you are a student, professional, or simply looking to improve your memory, the Memory Palace technique offers a practical and effective approach to enhancing your cognitive abilities. Embrace the power of the Memory Palace and unlock your full memory potential.

If you find yourself or someone close to you experiencing cognitive issues, please seek assistance from a healthcare professional.

Skywriting – 122720231602

PROSE – RANDOM THOUGHTS

My body is healing, so I’ve been sleeping a lot. It’s strange how remarkable the body can be if you allow it to do its thing. I haven’t been able to get much done in these past weeks, but I’ve had the strength to create. This is a blessing in itself. I may never return to being the man I was before all this happened, but honestly, they may not be such a bad thing. In part, it’s because of him; I’m in this situation, and it’s also because of him; I know I can survive it. Who or what will I be after it is all said and done? Who knows? But it’s gonna be fun figuring things out.

Image Credit:

I took this photo a week before my health took a nose dive. I remember feeling horrible that day. However, I pushed through because I’m a tough guy and all that.

REBLOG: Nguyen Thi Phuong Tram’s Poem

The title of this piece hits me hard in a place I thought was dead. At least, I would like to think so, for it requires me to slow down and feel the emotion swirling through me. Take a minute and read this piece, and write down how it makes you feel. Share if you like, but give it some thought.

Wordless Wednesday – 12272023

PHOTOGRAPHY – COLOR

My submission for Hugh’s Views & News blog, Wordless Wednesday post.

The Gypsy

What is your all time favorite automobile?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

In an earlier post, I discussed my dream cars, so in this response, I’ll talk about my favorite vehicle I have owned. I’ve owned several cars over the years. My first pickup truck was a 1969 Ford F-100. She was called ”The Gypsy” and was the ugliest vehicle I ever owned. However, she ran like a dream. I missed that ole’ girl.

Late Night Groove – Holiday Edition #2

Twelve Days of Christmas Lyrics:


Bob- Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album,
and you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh,
or to yourself on Christmas Eve, if there’s nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn’t on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you’d be on.
Okay, so, good day, this is the Christmas part, and,
we’re gonna tell you what to get, uh, your true love for Christmas.

Doug- Look out the window!

Bob- Where?! Whadda ya doing?

Doug- Snow, hosehead.

Bob- Wha? Oh, it’s the Great White North, and it’s snowing,
cause it’s Christmas time.
Hey, hoser!

Doug- What?

Bob- Here’s a quiz. Quiz for Doug.

Doug- Okay, I have my thinking touque on.

Bob- Yeah, right. What are the twelve days of Christmas?
Cause, figure it out, right. Christmas is when?

Doug- Uh, the 25th.

Bob- Right, and what’s the 24th, Christmas Eve, right?
So, that’s two. And then, what’s after that?

Doug- Um… Uh, Wrestling Day.

Bob- No. Get out.

Doug- Boxing Day, yeah, yeah.

Bob- That’s three. Then what’s after that? Nothing.

Doug- New Year’s.

Bob- Four. And what’s…

Doug- New Year’s Eve.

Bob- Five. Where do you get twelve?

Doug- Uh… There’s two Saturdays and Sundays in there, that’s four.
That’s nine. And, three other days, which I believe are the mystery days.
(Music starts.)

Bob- Okay now. This is our Christmas song,
in case you don’t know what to get somebody for Christmas.

Doug- There’s lots of ideas in here, so, listen, and don’t get stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that’s me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: a beer.

Doug- On the second day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: two turtlenecks,

Bob- And a beer. (Okay…) On the third day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: three French toast,

Doug- Two turtlenecks,

Bob- And a beer. (Okay…)

Doug- There should be more there, eh?

Bob- Where? On the… go.

Doug- Fourth day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: four pounds of backbacon,

Bob- Three French toast,

Doug- Two turtlenecks,

Bob- And a beer.

Doug- In a tree. See, you need more.

Bob- Fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: five golden touques!

Doug- Four pounds of backbacon,

Bob- Three French toast,

Doug- Two turtlenecks,

Bob- And a beer, what was it?

Together- In a tree!

Bob- Okay, on the sixth… go.

Doug- Of Christmas, my true love gave to me: six packs of two-four,

Bob & BG Singers- Five golden touques!

Doug- Four pounds of backbacon,

Bob- Three French toast,

Doug- Two turtlenecks,

Bob- And a beer,

Together- In a tree!

Bob- Okay.

Doug- Okay.

Bob- On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: seven packs of smokes,

Doug- (Nice gift…) Oh, six packs of two-four!
(BG Singers also sing “nice gift”.)

Bob & BG Singers- Five golden touques!

Doug- Four pounds of backbacon,

Bob- Three French toast,

Doug- Two turtlenecks,

Bob- And a beer,

Together- In a tree!

Bob- Right, I keep forgetting.

Doug- Phew! This should just be the two days of Christmas,
it’s too hard for us!

Bob- Um…

Doug- Go, hoser.

Bob- Oh.

Together- Eigth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:

Doug- Eight comic books,

All- Seven packs of smokes, six packs of two-four,
(Bob and Doug become unsynchronized with the BG Singers, and quit singing.)

BG Singers- Five golden touques!
Four pounds of backbacon,
three French toast,
two turtlenecks,

All- And a beer,

Doug- On my tree!

Bob- Yeah. That beer’s empty. Okay. Day,

BG Singers- Twelve!

Bob- Uh, twelve.

Doug- Good day, and welcome to day twelve.

BG Singers- Five golden touques!

All- Four pounds of backbacon,
three French toast,
two turtlenecks,
and a beer, in a tree!

Bob- Beauty, eh?

Doug- Where’d you learn to do that?

Bob- Uh, albums.

Doug- Boy. So, like, that’s our song, Merry Christmas…

Bob- Merry Christmas!

Doug- And good day!

Bob- Good day, everybody. Happy New Year, too.
Sheesh. Okay, you know what you left out?

Doug- What?

Bob- Donuts – I told you to get me donuts!
Either on the ninth day or the tenth day,
or the eleventh day, I wanted donuts!

Doug- Okay, the song’s over.

Bob- But I want…

Doug- Merry Christmas, everybody!

Bob- Or on the twelfth day, you coulda got me a dozen donuts.

Doug- So, go out to the stores, and get some presents.

Bob- You coulda gone down to, like, the good donut shop,
where if you buy a dozen, you get another one free,
and then thirteen for the thirteen days of Christmas.

Doug- Well, next Christmas, I’ll get me a chainsaw…

Bob- Take off!

Doug- Boy, that song was a beauty. It moved me…

Bob- Yeah, I think it ranks up there with Stairway to Heaven…

Doug- Wha-?

— Bob & Doug McKenzie

Writing

How are you creative?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

Although I have been writing and drawing since I was a kid, I never really considered myself to be creative. This isn’t because I wasn’t encouraged or anything like that. It’s partly because I was surrounded by very talented people. I just didn’t consider my work good enough to make the cut.

I suppose another issue is I never found a particular style I excelled in. I enjoy writing every genre. It’s nothing better than getting an idea down on paper and seeing where it goes. Sometimes, that’s no further than a notation in a notebook or scribbled on a scrap of paper.

Lately, my friends have been expressing in my photography. I have to admit I enjoy capturing the images and seeing what stories they tell me. Yet, recently, I have been discovering the stories within themselves.

I must say I’m lucky. I get to tell stories by writing, photos, or film. Every now and then, I get combine all three. It’s special when things work out that way. When writing a screenplay, I must rely on imagery to get it done. This can be a challenge for a narrative fiction writer.

This is where the photography comes into play. I can capture images and use them as templates of the world I’m trying to create. This can be done with a video camera, but sometimes, the stills just work better for me.

Often, I sketch ideas and then try to find them in the real world. Well, I guess I’ve babbled enough for you to get the idea.

As always,

~thanks for reading~

Good Stroll

What are your favorite physical activities or exercises?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

There is nothing like taking a walk. I would add cigarettes and coffee to the mi, but that would only dimish the benefits. I was poor as a child, we had two ways to get anywhere; walking or riding your bike. In some cases, you ended up doing both. So I learned early to enjoy the journey. To freely allow the thoughts in my head to run wild. No one there sticking their opinion mudding up the process.

Even now, I walk with headphones on. The music provides a blanket shielding me from the outside. I hear my thoughts exhale, clear their throats, and call the rest of my body to order. My arms and legs are moving in unison to a subconscious rhythm. Yet, I realize my breathing is setting the tempo. My thoughts and ideas line up to me counted.

Next, I exclaim, not looking up at the next idea waiting to have their say.

“Good day, Mr. Khan”

“Good day.” I reply, waiting for them to get on with it. They take a moment to gather themselves to ensure not to waste my time. I’m thankful for the gesture actually. I can’t count the numerous times progress has been striflield by a ridiculous idea.

‘“Well get on with it,” I nudge.

“You see Sir, I been thinking the story needs a bit of restructuring.” Idea stated.

“How so?” I questioned. The idea went on to explain its opinion in great deal. I have to admit I like the idea. But I couldn’t let this go unchallenged. It was the principle of the thing. I can’t be having ideas rushing up to me at hours of the night thinking they’re to get their say. The other day I saw a wanna-be Picasso paint his cat pink.

Photo by Anna Shvets Pexels.com

Painting a cat pink, really?


Uncle Willie told me a story about a fella who had an idea to impress a woman. We all know the lengths men go to impress women. It’s ridiculous the things we come up with. Well this fella, got the idea that the women of his dreams was worth it. He met her at the local bowling alley. The story goes, she liked him well enough, but she always wanted to see what a kangaroo looked like up close. For months, they’d meet at the bowling alley and talk, but she kept bringing up the kangaroo thing. Finally, the fella invited her to fly with him to Australia to see a kangaroo. Her reply was that she didn’t know him well enough to go on a trip like that. What kind of woman did he think she was?

Cedric, the fella, was determined to have Gretchen, the woman, by any means necessary. So, he contacted a navy buddy who owed him a favor and got a damn kangaroo. Christmas Day 1966, when the bowling alley was closed, arranged for the place to open and convinced Gretchen to meet him there. So, Gretchen’s Christmas present was a kangaroo, named Rocky. Of course, Gretchen didn’t have any place to keep Rocky, so he lived with Cedric. Christmas 1967, they were married. The marriage lasted five years. Gretchen got the house and Rocky in the settlement. I know this may be hard to believe, but here is a photo from the day Gretchen and Rocky met.


Aunt Willie, on my father’s side, a bit touched if you listen to Nana. Despite this, Aunt Willie, was the most successful pig farmer in the state. A winter’s back, Aunt Willie got a notion that Charlene and Jessup, her pet pigs didn’t want to spend the winter in the cold. So, she pack them up and took them to the beach. The local took exception to the pigs at the beach and made a big ruckus. However, Aunt Willie was to snap a picture of Charlene and Jessup before things got out of hand.

I have to admit I’m a bit jealous, they look rather peaceful.


There’s nothing like a good stroll to clear your mind and you get a little exercise to boot.

Christmas Eve Sky – 12242023

PHOTOGRAPHY – COLOR

Yesterday, I felt better than I had in weeks. I’m not sure if I actually felt better or was it more of not letting my illness mess with me during the holidays. In any case, I looked up at the sky and saw a beautiful cloudy sky. Such a wonderful cloud pattern. I’m a junkie for a cloudy day. There’s no snow, but the day is good all around. I feel pretty good today as well, so I will take the opportunity and get some writing done. Who knows? I might get crazy and take a few photos while the getting is good.



So, wherever you are in the world, happy holidays to you. Enjoy the break, do your thing, and be blessed.

A Christmas Story

What cities do you want to visit?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I’ve been pretty fortunate in my life, for the most part. I’ve done a great deal of traveling in my lifetime. I found myself in places I didn’t know existed and places I thought you only read about in travel books that lay on the coffee tables of most of my friend’s living rooms. I remember several mothers sitting in their chairs, thumbing through the magazines, sporadically mentioning something that caught their eye. Honestly, I never imagined leaving the state, let alone leaving the country.

Despite my travels, there are a few cities I wouldn’t mind visiting. Crete, Milan, and Sydney.

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While I was stationed in Korea, a few friends of mine got the notion that we wanted to spend Christmas in Australia. This is the same crew that participated in the high jinxes of I Got Drunk in Korea and Woke Up in Japan. Not familiar with that story? Click here. Now, we intended to have a relatively tame experience in comparison to the previously mentioned adventure, but no fun is for suckers. At least, that was the favorite saying of one of the members of the crew.

The unit we assigned was constantly on alert status. So, I was on call 70 percent of the time I was there. Another specialist was assigned to the unit about a couple of months before the holidays, and he finally had enough training to take a shift. This meant I got a much needed break. My plans were to drink and drink some more. I had never been one to plan anything special. I just kind of went with the flow. The crew suggested the Australia trip. I thought about it and responded with why not. We didn’t have much money, so we couldn’t afford plane tickets. This is where I came in. I was the idea guy. So I made a call, and there was a Hop over to Australia.

I couldn’t believe it. Christmas in Sydney. I got all excited, so the fever had got to us all. We put in for passes and packed our bags. We rode the bus as far south as possible, then took a cab. There we were at the airport, congratulating one another. The only problem was on a Hop it was space available. You could get bumped for several reasons. So, we sat anxiously waiting to see if we could catch the flight. One of the guys flirted with a female Airmen, and she assured us we would be good to go. I wasn’t paying it, but who knows it might work out.

As it turned out, the Airmen was true to her word; we got seats. We were heading to the plane and heard an announcement over the intercom. I didn’t hear what was said initially, but the guys grabbed me and said come on. The announcement had called for us by name, which only meant one thing: our unit was on alert. So, the plan was to pretend we didn’t hear the announcement and get on the flight. We could deal with any punishment when we got back, So we hid and waited for an opening to board the plane.

The opening we had been waiting for had finally arrived. We were making our move towards the plane when I heard a soft voice behind me.

“You gonna make me chase you, soldier?”

Sydney was 100 feet away. I could make it. However, I turned around to look into the eyes of one of the most beautiful women I had seen. I tried not to react, but apparently, my expression gave me away.

The MP sergeant stepped to me and said softly,” Let me guess, you think I’m cute and don’t take me seriously?” I swallowed and presumed the position of parade rest. Three extremely large MPs joined her, bearing no-nonsense expressions. She studied me momentarily with her emerald eyes and then nodded.

“Follow us, soldiers,” she ordered.

She and another soldier drove us back to our unit. Defeated, we exited the van and were met by our boss. He looked relieved at the sight of us, which meant things were bad. I turned to look back at the van and gazed right into the eyes of the Sergeant again. We held each other gaze momentarily, and then they drove off. For the next three days, I didn’t sleep. I worked on what seemed like every system we had. The chatter was they would strike us from multiple fronts, but it turned out to be nothing but smoke.

I finally made it to my rack late in the morning, Christmas day. The scratchy wool blanket and worn out pillow never felt so good.

“Wiz….Wiz!” my boss woke me from my coma. “Step lively … free booze,” he continued. I jumped into a pair of jeans and a sweater. We got the NCO Club, and there was an amazing spread. The crew was already there slipping on wine. I instantly perked up. It was a lovely dinner, and after a couple, only a few of us left drinking and telling stories. Then I heard a familiar soft voice.

“May we join you?” the voice asked, I looked up into the eyes of the MP sergeant. She had three other women with her. “These are my friends; I hope you don’t mind?” she asked. I looked at my friends, who were grinning like schoolboys. I nodded, and they all sat down. Each of them took their pick. The sergeant sat next to me.

“I’m Fiona, and you are?” she asked, smiling. She knew exactly who I was. We chuckled and enjoyed the rest of the night with our friends.

It wasn’t Sydney, but that Christmas turned out okay.

As Always

~thanks for reading~

Late Night Groove #29

I remember when the kids were home; then, the grandkid’s Christmas was absolutely chaotic. The wife and I needed a break at times. Then this episode, I’m featuring an old classic that will allow you to relax for a few moments.

Late Night Groove – Holiday Edition

Happy Holidays Everyone! As you might have figured, I’m not a traditional Christmas person. That fact used to drive my wife crazy. Gingerbread houses, candy canes, and everything was never my thing. Wait, those soft peppermint sticks and puffs are amazing so I make an exception for them. My alternate view of Christmas extends to Christmas music. So, over the next few days, I will be featuring some of my favorite non-traditional Christmas tunes on Late Night Grooves.

Tonight, we have the Run DMC Christmas classic, Christmas in Hollis.

Let George Do It

Have you ever performed on stage or given a speech?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I’ve given speeches and lectures several times during my adulthood. However, I’ve been a victim of stage fright. Yet, I’ve done so many of them you couldn’t tell. However, I’ve only performed on stage once.

My stage debut was in a musical called Let George Do It. My teacher came into the class and told us we would perform a musical for the whole school. I didn’t understand what that really meant, but I listened. I can’t remember how this happened, but I ended up with the lead part of George Washington. Of course, since this was a musical, the lead role required me to sing. I didn’t sing then, and I don’t sing now. However, I figured my refusal to sing would indeed send me to the back, where I could pretend to sing along. As it turned out, my teacher had other ideas.

She decided I speak all the parts of the lead role. I was terrified, but somehow I got through it. Unbeknownst to her, this brilliant move launched my public speaking career. I’m indebted to her for that. It has served me well over the years. Thanks teach.

Hoodwinked

Are you a good judge of character?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I would like to think I’m a decent judge of character overall. However, there have been occasions over the years where I have been hoodwinked. I’m sure most you may have experienced this phenomenon and probably don’t like it anymore than I do.

Because of being hoodwinked in the past, I’m not as trusting of people as I had in the past. Despite this, I try to keep an open mind. I have found that there are times when I have been surprised by people. It doesn’t happen often, but it does happen.

People are going to be who they are. I just hope I’m not hoodwinked.

Six Word Story – 12192023

PROSE – SIX WORD STORY

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Low tech is the best tech

REBLOG: Anh lại gần, em nhé

A poem by E. E. CummingsTranslator: Trần Trí TuệPhotography: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Anh lại gần, em nhé (Em sẽ thét, đấy anh Chỉ một lần, được không) Vui ghê anh nhỉ Anh vuốt nhe em Vuốt lâu không anh Lâu thật lâu em tôi Cứ tuỳ tiện, anh ơi (Anh bắt đầu, em nhé […]

Anh lại gần, em nhé

CMMC – Close up -December

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CFFC – Blue

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Here is my entry for Cee’s – CFFC – Fun colors – Blue.

When I discovered this challenge, I got excited because it was an opportunity to use some of the photos I took at a car show earlier this year. It was the first photo shoot I did this year that wasn’t for my personal use. I was nervous, to say the least. My photos from earlier this year have a little lack of luster, in my opinion. Mainly because I have been out of practice. However, like most things in life, the more you practice, the better you become.

Let’s take a look, shall we?


I hope you enjoyed these!

CWWC – Clouds

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Here is my entry for Cee’s CWWC – Clouds

Throughout the year, I developed an obsession with the patterns in the sky. So, I took an obscene amount of photos of clouds this year. Here are a few of my favorites. I hope enjoy them.



Learn by Doing: The Power of Autodidactic Learning

ARTICLE – EDUCATION

Over at Lifelong Learning and Education, Mike posted an article discussing why children should consider trade schools. The article can be found here.

The subject has always been something I’m torn about. I grew up poor; it’s nothing I’m ashamed of; my mother worked her butt off to provide me a safe and stable childhood. However, I remember some of the elders in the community talking about getting good grades so we could go to college. Many of us worked towards this goal. There was definitely a group of people who mocked anyone who had aspirations for attending college. We were often told not to pay attention to people who talked like that, but we still heard them.

One of the biggest barriers preventing us from attending college was financial. We just didn’t have the money. For most of us, there were two ways out of our situation. The first is to earn a scholarship, athletic or academic. And the second is to join the military. I joined the military. My occupation specialty was nothing more than a type of trade school. For the enlisted personnel in the military, all of our job training is a type of trade school. One of the benefits of joining the military is the option of tuition assistance. Programs like G.I. Bill and others offer soldiers the ability to further their academic education. This education can be used for advancement within the military, or one could separate and pursue a career.

Because of my experience, I became an advocate for trade schools. However, I can also remember another philosophy regarding becoming educated. Several community elders demonstrated success by pursuing occupations where they learned the skills for the jobs by doing the job. We heard phrases such as Learn by doing or on-the-job training. Yet, I would like to discuss another form of education: autodidactic.

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The Power of Autodidactic Learning

Autodidactic learning, or self-directed learning, is when individuals take the initiative to acquire knowledge and skills independently, without formal instruction or guidance from a teacher or institution. This form of learning empowers individuals to take control of their education and pursue their interests and passions.

The Freedom to Learn

One of the major advantages of autodidactic learning is the freedom it provides. Unlike traditional learning methods, where individuals must adhere to a predetermined curriculum, autodidactic learners have the autonomy to choose what they want to learn and when they want to learn it. This freedom allows individuals to explore various subjects and delve deeper into areas that captivate their interest. Autodidactic learners can create learning paths, focusing on topics relevant to their personal and professional goals.

Furthermore, autodidactic learning encourages individuals to take responsibility for their learning journey. They are not bound by the pace or limitations of a formal education system. Instead, they have the flexibility to learn at their own pace, spending more time on topics that require deeper understanding and moving quickly through subjects that come more naturally to them. This personalized approach to learning can greatly enhance the learning experience and improve knowledge retention.

Self-Motivation and Discipline

Autodidactic learning requires a strong sense of self-motivation and discipline. Since there are no external deadlines or exams to stay accountable, individuals must cultivate the discipline to set their goals, create a study schedule, and stick to it. This level of self-discipline can be challenging, especially when faced with distractions or competing priorities. However, through this process of self-motivation and discipline, individuals develop invaluable skills such as time management, perseverance, and self-reliance.

Moreover, the ability to stay committed to learning, even when faced with challenges or setbacks, is a trait that can be developed through autodidactic learning and can greatly contribute to personal growth and success. Autodidactic learners learn to overcome obstacles independently, find creative solutions, and push through difficulties. This resilience and determination are transferable skills that can be applied to various aspects of life, not just in pursuing knowledge.

Access to a Wealth of Resources

Autodidactic learners can access abundant resources to facilitate their learning journey in the digital age. Online platforms, educational websites, e-books, podcasts, and video tutorials offer vast information and instructional materials on almost any subject imaginable. Autodidactic learners can leverage these resources to expand their knowledge and gain expertise in various fields.

The availability of these resources democratizes education and makes learning accessible to anyone with an internet connection. Regardless of geographical location or socioeconomic status, individuals can access high-quality educational content and engage in self-directed learning. This equal learning opportunity opens up new possibilities and levels the playing field, allowing individuals to pursue their passions and interests regardless of external limitations.

Additionally, the variety of resources available allows autodidactic learners to tailor their learning experience to their preferred learning style. Some individuals may thrive with visual content, while others prefer reading or listening. Autodidactic learners can choose the mediums that best suit their learning preferences, making the learning process more enjoyable and effective.

Conclusion: Empowering the Individual

In conclusion, autodidactic learning is a powerful tool that empowers individuals to take ownership of their education. The freedom to learn, coupled with self-motivation and discipline, allows individuals to pursue their passions and expand their knowledge beyond the constraints of formal education. With the wealth of resources available today, autodidactic learners can acquire new skills, broaden their horizons, and unlock their full potential.

Autodidactic learning not only enhances personal growth but also has the potential to positively impact one’s professional growth. Employers value individuals who demonstrate self-motivation, discipline, and a commitment to continual learning. Autodidactic learners possess these qualities, making them adaptable and resilient in changing job markets and skill requirements.

So, let us embrace the power of autodidactic learning and embark on lifelong learning and personal growth. By taking control of our education and actively seeking knowledge, we can shape our destinies and create a future filled with opportunities. If an individual still wants to achieve a college degree, their platforms allow the use of self-taught knowledge to receive college credit. CLEP and Dantes testing are such platforms. One can receive college credit by successfully passing the exam using these platforms.

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Late Night Groove #26

Today, I’m feeling the Rolling Stones, so tonight, I’m featuring one of my favorites from the band.

REBLOG: Pooroldhenry’s post

As I think about this article, I can see the validity of its argument. I can remember having very few male teachers in my education journey. It wasn’t until I attended university that I noticed the existence of more male teachers. I see another problem. In my work, I’ve noticed the absence of male role models or mentors. Regarding the absence of role models, I believe it has something to do with the erosion of trust. Put simply, people don’t trust others with their children anymore. I concede there is a reason for this erosion of trust, but it shouldn’t be blanketly applied.

In regard to the absence in the classroom, this has been an ongoing issue that has increased over time. Partly because I believe in society’s view of male teachers. Traditionally, males are viewed as the primary breadwinner and must provide a stable environment for their families. Though an honorable profession filled with rewards, teaching has historically been underpaid.

I find this article to be solidly written and filled with points. Take a few minutes to not only read it, but think about the issue Henry is addressing.

Wordless Wednesday – 12132023

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My submission for Hugh’s Views & News blog, Wordless Wednesday post.

RDP Tuesday – 12122023

PROSE

My response to RDP – Tuesday prompt: Comedy

This makes me laugh every time

Perhaps it’s the absurdity of the sign. Are we to believe this man will actually pay for Karate lessons? Perhaps, on some measures, we respect his creativity. I’m reminded of a conversation I had with a panhandler. He approached me slowly, which put me on guard. Slow moving objects make me nervous. I must have given him a look because he stopped in his tracks. He asked for a cigarette; I nodded and signaled him to continue approaching. I handed him a cigarette. He looked at the cigarette and said he didn’t smoke non-methol. I started laughing and asked if he was serious. He handed me back the cigarette and said, “Hell yeah!” I shook my head and walked away.


My Goofball brother

I was at the car show working, and suddenly, this Yahoo told me to take his picture. I didn’t pay attention to the photo until he asked if I looked at it. Well, when I did, I saw this. So tonight, we were giving each other a hard time, and I told him I would post this photo. I always try to be a man of my word.

I’ve learned something over the last few months, life can be the greatest tragedy or a joyous comedy. The person living makes the choice.

Lens Artist Challenges – November

Here are my responses to the Lens Artist Challenges in November

Lens Artist Challenges #274 – Asymmetry

Lens Artists Challenges #275 – Filling the Frame

Lens Artists Challenges #277: Empty Spaces

CMMC – November

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I have been playing catch-up all month. So, I figured I’d do one post featuring the challenges for November.

Here is my response to CMMC – Macro or Close-Up

Macro or Close up

Here is my response to CMMC – Pick a Topic from her photo

Tree
Sign
Mural under a bridge

Here is my response to CMMC – Red Color

Little Red Corvette
Concert Footage – Nonpoint

Here is my response to CMMC – Alphabet ending in R

Ending in R – Deer

Last on the Card – November

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For the last few weeks of the month, I’ve been ill. So, I haven’t been on top of my posts. I haven’t done any real shooting with my camera and haven’t been writing. I’m not 100 percent, but I do feel much better than I have in weeks. I was going through my files this morning and found some photos I snapped during the month. Some have been posted, but I found that were shot at the end of the month.

Nikon D3200

Samsung Galaxy S22 ultra

Real American Heroes

What’s your favorite cartoon?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I watched so many cartoons as a child I can’t remember them all. Of course, the classics like Scrooby-Do and Bugs Bunny. However, there was one cartoon that appeared later. GI-Joe ended up being my jam. It might have sparked from having the action figure GI Joe with the kung-fu grip. Whatever the reason, I enjoyed every episode I was able to catch. What’s cool is that YouTube has all the episodes.

Turkey Day, Hemi’s, Bullitt, and Family

Here’s my response to pensitivity101‘s Share Your World

Here are this week’s questions:

Gratitude:
Knowing you’re loved is priceless.

Over the last several weeks, I’ve had a rough go of it, to put it mildly. What I have learned and been reminded of is that I’m loved. There is no doubt about that.

What is your idea of a good holiday? Seeing the sights, lazing on a beach, hitting the night spots, getting away from it all……………….

My favorite holiday in the U.S. is Thanksgiving. It’s all about the food. Dishes you haven’t had all year are waiting for you to gorge yourself into oblivion. There are no diets or anything like that. In short, it is the ultimate cheat day. Another thing about this holiday, perhaps the most important, is being with family. It doesn’t get any better than that.

You are offered tickets to a show. Which would you prefer, Opera, Play, Cinema, Entertainment, Ice Gala, or something else?

During my 50th birthday celebration, a friend took me to see Cirque du Soleil. I remember complaining the entire trip to the show. Grumbling nonsense about any and everything. My friend stood her ground and let me rant. She had gotten us incredible seats, and the show was amazing. The gracefulness of the performers was breathtaking. It was an ice show, so I kept waiting for someone to face plant. Didn’t happen. I would watch something like that again.

Have you ever won a sports trophy (or something similar for a particular achievement):

I was a jock during my youth, so I picked up a few trophies here and there. My mother kept them in a bag. I received awards while serving in the military. I used to call the wall my wife hung them on “The Wall of Shame.” Don’t get me wrong. I’m proud of the time I spent in the military. There is no question that it helped shape me into the man I am today. I never did buy into the whole medal thing. It was more about what we were doing and its importance. However, there was an occasion when I was recognized for an achievement. I got no medal or ceremony, just a simple handwritten thank you note. That gesture means more to me than any awards.

What is your dream car (fact or fictional):

As a child, I remember being enthralled by several cars before settling in on my favorite. I still can’t pick a definite favorite, but two stand out. In 1979, the cult classic Phantasm was released. It was a tripped out movie that didn’t make any sense to me at the time. However, my friends and I still talk about that movie. Not as much as we did as kids, but now and again, someone will mention a line at the perfect moment, and we just laugh.

There were several notable characters in that film, but it wasn’t a character that caused the movie to be bookmarked in my mind; it was the car. A Plymouth Barracuda raced away, rescuing the characters and taking them to safety. From that moment, that was my car. I did my best to learn about that model car, but I discovered something different that I loved even more. A 1968 Plymouth Hemi Cuda became my jam. Take a look

My first love

As I got older and started my journey into becoming a mechanic with my father, I learned more about cars and their capabilities. My father was aware of my infatuation with the Hemi but schooled me about the other muscle cars of that era. My appreciation grew for American Muscle. I had the privilege of building and repairing several different ones with my dad. I’m more of a circuit head than a gearhead. Yet, I love mechanics; it’s in me bones. After Pop went to the otherside of the veil, I found myself watching old movies with car chases: Smokey and the Bandit, Dukes of Hazzard, The French Connection, and finally, Bullitt. I found my second love, a 1968 Ford Mustang – GT-500. Let’s take a look at the scene that grabbed me.

My second love

However, a different year model of Mustang, the movie Gone in 60 Seconds, the remake with Nicolas Cage, featured a 1967 GT-500. The original featured a 1971 Mustang, a beast in her own right but not as sexy. Here are two clips that express my love for this car.

Demonstrates my respect for the car
Sweet!

Home on the Range

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

This isn’t a hard question for me. I would love to live somewhere in the woods. As long as I had wifi. The first places that come to mind are Montana & Wyoming. I spent time in both of these places and I loved it.

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Wordless Wednesday – 12062023

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My submission for Hugh’s Views & News blog, Wordless Wednesday post.

Getting Caught Up #1

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Due to my illness, I got behind on a few challenges and other posts for the blog. So, I decided to combine several a few challenges. I used the challenges listed below.

CWWC Which Way with People

CWWCWhich Way with Bridge

Lens Artist Challenge #276Looking Up, Looking Down

Looking Up
Looking down & a bridge at the park
Highway bridge
People on the bridge
Looking Up
Looking Down

Skywriting – 120120231321

PROSE – INTROSPECTION

It would seem my idiocracy has no bounds. It’s like I’ve become the type of person I never wanted to be. The kind of person I typically avoid at all costs. There are those among us who refuse to look at things thoroughly. They have a slanted view of the world and the events that occur within it. They refuse to accept certain truths and live in an alternate reality. It’s not even a cool one where there are flying cars and no sick people. It is a place where we live in harmonic lives, and “Rex,” the family golden retriever, always brings the ball back.

Now, life isn’t that way. There aren’t any flying cars yet, people get sick and sometimes die, and Rex, even though he still has the heart, doesn’t bring the ball back because he doesn’t have the legs for it anymore. In this reality, we face what comes: we laugh, we love, we cry, and most importantly, we fight. We do this for no other reason than to prove our time here mattered. Even if it only matters to ourselves. Trust me, it’s enough.

For the past several weeks, I’ve been ignoring the obvious. I’ve been ignoring; there’s a price to pay for my arrogance. When my health went into the toilet, I made several lifestyle changes and figured I would be good from there as long as I continued on the right track. Well, it didn’t quite work out that way. Yes, I must stay the course with the changes I made, but the negligence that caused the changes in the first place has done more than I had anticipated.

In short, pay attention to your body. Please don’t dismiss certain things as testaments of getting older. Yes, some things are due to age, but others aren’t. This isn’t something I read somewhere but something I learned the hard way.

Stay strong…Be Blessed…

Image Credit: by Mangus Khan. Last year when my body was talking to me, but I wasn’t listening.

CWWC – Road with Vehicles

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Here is my late entry for Cee’s CWWC – Road




Dickies, Boots, and a Ball Cap

What are your two favorite things to wear?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I’ve never really paid attention to the things I wear once I became an adult. I’ve found I’m most comfortable in pair of Dickies pants, a good boot, and a ball cap. Yeah, this prompt doesn’t require a lot of thought.

Park & Rec

What is your favorite place to go in your city?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

As a child, I developed a fondness for spending time in the parks. I would ride my bike to the different parks in my hometown. Each time I relocate, I drive around the new location to find the parks in the area. I search the surrounding areas for national parks, wildlife refuges, or reserves. I loved spending time in nature. It helps me to clear my head. I’ve written some of my best story ideas in these places. One of the reasons I love my iPad.

So, I take my trusty Nikon and cell as a backup to capture the glimpses of the world that usually only reside in our memories that fade over time. From time to time, they appear in fragments that invoke smiles whose warmth melts away the grime.

Shot during the early days of COVID-19
Seagulls in a local State Park
I like this little fishy

I love to combine challenges, so I took the opportunity to participate in a challenge I came across earlier this month. Here is my entry for XingfuMama’s Pull Up a Seat Challenge

Audubon Society
Lake Bench

CFFC – Light Fixtures – Lights around Town

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Here is my entry for Cee’s Cee’s Foto Fun Challenge – Any type of light fixture

I enjoy the most about these challenges because they push me away from my comfort zone and allow me to explore different aspects of photography.

Shot this while grabbing smokes
Adjacent to a power substation

I decided to play around with the challenge and take a few night shots.

An apartment building
Reflection Shot
Local Petro Station
Defunked Bridge

Wordless Wednesday – 11292023

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My submission for Hugh’s Views & News blog, Wordless Wednesday post.

Skywriting -112820231429

PROSE – INTROSPECTION

I’m unsure if you have noticed, but I haven’t been posting a lot over the last week or so. It wasn’t due to the holidays, but I wish it had been. Despite all the progress I’ve made regarding my health, I developed a new issue. If I’m being honest, it’s that sporadically appeared over the years I just ignored. However, now it can’t be ignored. So, like a good little boy, I’m addressing the issue and taking it seriously. In case you were wondering, I’m also eating all my vegetables and stuff.

Despite my current challenges, I’ve been reading and attempting to develop new content for the blog. Yes, I’m aware some of you are waiting for me to finish several projects that currently exist on the blog. I assure you I have every intention to finish them, but I’m a bit scattered brain at the moment. My senior editor would say being scattered brain is normal for me, but even she had to admit the other day that my current state is a bit peculiar.

“Hush, and go to bed,” I believe were her words, but I have to admit there is a possibility they could have been harsher. She gets testy when it comes to my health. It’s weird. Yet, the writers among us, there are hardly many things worse than a testy editor.

Yet, I wonder if I continue being a good boy, will my lady pat me on the head and give me a treat?

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Six Word Story – 11262023

I feel next door to nothing.

Image Credit: Ashkan Foroduzani – Upsplash – original

Image Editing: Mangus Khan – Monochrome conversion

Six Word Story – 11252023

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It’s never too late to believe

Enough Said …

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

I had to think a moment before answering this prompt. There are several months of the year that hold a special place.

November is special because it’s officially sweater season, and my sweater game is ridiculous. Early April is nice. It’s the beginning of planting season. I love digging in Spring dirt, hoping something magical will occur in a few weeks.

May is my favorite month.

Enough Said

Crime Noir

What book are you reading right now?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

Typically, I read several books at once. However, lately, I’ve slowed down quite a bit. Over the last few months, I’ve been reading one at a time. This month, I’ve been reading crime noir novels. One of the best crime writers in the business is James Ellroy. He created a series called the L.A. Quartet. I wasn’t aware of this before I started reading L.A. Confidential.

This book is a solid read so far. I will write a complete of the book upon finishing it. Yep, I’m feeling another installment of the Knucklehead Report.

Macro Monday

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Typically, I don’t stage my photos, but this time I got tired of tripping over these dang things.

Late Night Groove #22

I became a fan of Johnny Cash late in life. He was Country and all that hooey. When I started deploying, we only had the music we brought. There wasn’t a public internet or any of the conveniences we have become accustomed to. So, we all listened to each other’s music over and over. Some were painful, but others not so much.

Ladies and Gentleman … Johnny Cash

One of my favorite songs


Whispers of the Dark #13

PROSE – RANDOM THOUGHTS

I’m brilliant on most days and an idiot on others. However, there are special moments when I’m both. Life balance, I know, crazy, right? However, what makes today one of those special moments is that I failed to consider the depth of concern others had for me. What I just said doesn’t make sense, but work with me for a moment.

I knew they were concerned, but I hadn’t realized it had approached the fear level. As we know, some people get mean when they are afraid. They can’t allow anyone to see them vulnerable. I can’t blame them; society has indoctrinated us into believing fear is evil and should be eradicated at all costs. So, I get it.

I certainly didn’t intend to worry anyone, but it happened. Now, I wonder how to fix it or make things better. I suppose the answer is simple. Take care of yourself and listen for once. For I would like to point out for the record, I am an amazing listener; I just do all the things I hear.

Once, I mistakenly made my wife aware of my superpower of being able to repeat verbatim what she’d said. In my mind, this was the move to shut this nonsense down. What was to follow can only be described as a teachable moment.

Lesson one:

1. Do not under any circumstances let your wife know you can remember everything she says. STOP! I DO NOT CARE! We have an acceptable preprogrammed excuse in play. Learn to roll with it. By all means, keep your mouth shut. I know this is difficult. Especially, when you are troubled by responses you made to her during the conversation she had with you in her head.

Acceptable exceptions for the display of your superpower. The sweet, cute, thoughtful, and aww-evoking moments in life. Use your powers during these moments and all life will be infinitely better. Let me be clear at this point. There can be no good to come from pointing out flaws in their logic just for the sake of doing so.

I learned this lesson from a friend, an old-school cat daddy, who took me under his wing and started dropping jewels. He had one eye gone, and the other looked as if it had seen better days, but they were fearful. So, I figured he might have something important to say.

“Youngblood, hey, Youngblood,” he said motioning for me to join him. I stood there momentarily considering what he could possibly want.

“I know you see me, get over here, before I got to get up.” He threatened. Dante’ Mays had done time in at least three different states on multiple occasions. The chances of him making good on his threat were good.

For the next 45 minutes, he explained his version of life lessons. This happened some time ago and I still find myself referring back to the conversation that day. I had seen his wife, she was the sweetest woman you would ever want to meet, but she had this gaze. I wondered if she might have been the reason he lost his eye.

Lesson Two:

Pay attention to lesson one. Learn it, Know it, Live it.


Always listen to the whispers of the dark. They just might save you.

Who Knows?

What will your life be like in three years?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

If I’ve learned anything as of late, it is life is the uncertainty of life. However, if things go as planned, I will be retired in decent health. Decent health because good health left a few years back. It didn’t even leave a note. I think I feel some sort of way about the whole affair. Often, I wonder what I will do with myself during retirement. The short answer is … Whatever I want.

First, I will buy a support truck filled with motorcycle parts. I will be the last to retire, and we plan to drive the historic Route 66 on motorcycles. My job at this point is to drive the support vehicle to handle any maintenance issues that may arise. All of us are former mechanics, so no worries about being able to handle any issues that may occur.

Next, I will ensure all camera equipment is ready to document the trip. This list includes video camera, DSLR, dash cam, and spares of all the accessories. I will bring plenty of notebooks to record my rants. It’s sacrilege to have a good rant go undocumented. I will also include an iPad and laptop for those lazy days. Well, that’s the plan anyway.

However, who knows?

Kickin’ It Old Skool

How do you manage screen time for yourself?

DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE

The first time I noticed my iPad notifying me about my screen time usage was disturbing. I didn’t know it was a thing until that point. I wondered why it tracked this information and what it would do with it. So, instantly, I pulled out my journal and started hashing out theories about what “The Man” would do with this information. Tracking my screen time, what? They better get out of here with that mess.

Of course, I was in a full PTSD episode, and my paranoia was out of control. Despite this, I took steps to limit my screen time. I still use most of them.

I manage my screen time the old fashion way. I pick up a book. I have no problem getting lost in a story of another design. However, if I’m working on a story or an idea for an article, I write down things down in a journal. I practice stream of consciousness writing. This exercise frees me from the confides of my mind. It allows me to forget about time and distractions. I usually have a audiobook playing in the background. Interesting enough, research suggests that visual reading and audiobooks stimulate the same region of the brain. Crazy, I know.

Listening to audiobooks for me took some getting used to. I found myself getting distracted. However, over time I use as an exercise in active listening. Well that’s it. That’s all of it.

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As many of you know, I like to combine challenges. So, today we are combining Six Word Story and #WRITEPHOTO – Tour. Let’s get to it, shall we?

I don’t care, not riding that!