Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Where”

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Where in the world does Linda Hill find these prompts? It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday, and this weeks prompt is “where.” There is a little more to it, so I’ll let Linda explain.

Linda’s words. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “where.” Start your post with the word “where” and write whatever comes to you. Bonus points if you end your post with “where” too. Enjoy!”

Now you know why I started the post with “where.” If you would like to have fun like this, go to Linda’s blog and read how easy it is. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 10/19

 

“Where” by John W. Howell © 2109

“Where, oh, where has my little dog gone.”

“Another nut case Saturday I see.”

“Oh, where oh, where can she be.”

“Sigh.”

“With her tail cut short and he nose cut long.”

“Big finish now.”

“I forgot the next stanza.”

“You are kidding.”

“No. I’ve drawn a blank.”

“Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah, I feel fine.”

“Not like you to forget a verse.”

“I know. Maybe I’m slipping.”

“That train pulled out long ago.”

“Very funny. Now I’m concerned.”

“Please. It’s just a dumb song that was made up eons ago.”

“Makes me wonder, though.”

“About what?”

“The brain.”

“How so.”

“When slips occur.”

“Why?”

“No, not why.”

“What then?”

“With all that information gone. To where.”

 

65 comments

  1. Now I can’t remember this nursery rhyme/song either, John. Where does all the information go?

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    1. In a cloud somewhere. Problem is we lost the passcode. Thanks, Robbie.

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  2. You can always check Google. Well done, John! Happy Saturday!

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    1. So true. Thanks, Jill. Happy Saturday to you *sung to the tune of My Generation by The​ Who.

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  3. To where does it go, indeed!!
    I came to the conclusion that my brain is a black hole – everything gets sucked in, but nothing is allowed to leave!!

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    1. Hahaha. I like that description, GP. Mine too. 😁

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  4. I’m pretty sure you know where both your little dogs have gone, John. Nice job with the prompt. Don’t spend all the bonus points in one place.

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    1. Thank you, Dan

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  5. Gwen M. Plano · · Reply

    My dad would sing little ditties when I was a child, and this was one of them. I’m sure you remember the next line, but your humility is allowing us to struggle. 😀 Have a great weekend, John.

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    1. Oh, where, oh where can he be? is the last verse of that stanza. Have a great weekend, Gwen

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    2. My dad would sing this one to me, too.

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  6. haahah . Loved it!

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    1. Thank​ you, Pam.

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  7. When you forget the next stanza to a song or rhyme, just sing “La, la, la, something, something, something” and leave it at that, John.

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    1. Good advice. Gotta hope there is a loud band behind you. Thanks, Mary

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  8. I am glad you had the wherewithall. And we will both refrain asking where that word came from. Good one.

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    1. Thanks, John. Wherewithall makes no sense. We all know what it means but imagine trying to figure it out. 😀

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  9. Where DO those little doggone ditties go?

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    1. One does not know. 😁

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  10. Lol! Great use of the prompt again! It’s amazing where all that useless information disappears to over the years. I say it’s all up there, but the file cabinet is locked. 🙂

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  11. Lost to the ether. Though I’m now worried about people who cut dog noses. That sounds like a crime.

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  12. Anonymous · · Reply

    ‘Where the girls are! That’s Where I want to be! ‘ ♥

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  13. ‘Where’ the girls are! ‘Where’ the girls are! That’s ‘Where’ I want to be! ♥

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  14. D.L. Finn, Author · · Reply

    Where does it go?
    My grandma used to sing this song to me all the time.

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    1. Thank you, Denise.

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  15. I loved that song. We had the 45. I can’t remember the next line either though.

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  16. […] by my fellow Texan by way of somewhere else maybe?  I need to ask John where he originally hails from one of these […]

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  17. Lol John the information has gone to the cloud 😃😃

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    1. And I lost the passcode.

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      1. It’s 1234t 🤣🤣🤣🤣

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      2. See now you remember ,🤣🤣🤣

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      3. It was the t I forgot

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      4. 💜💜💜

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  18. You do realize you have planted that little ditty in my head now and I’ll be humming it all-day. Must think of something fast, oh, I know. “There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
    There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, a hole. … Uh-oh! 😂

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    1. Uh, oh. Is right. Mine was better.

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  19. If you’re young, it goes to the cloud. If you’re old enough, it goes in a file cabinet in the back of the warehouse. I’m convinced that we forget more as we age because there are so many files. Of course things are going to get lost now and then.

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    1. I always say mine goes to the cloud but I’ve lost the passcode. Thanks, JoAnna.

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  20. Good one! (I enjoyed it, as well as the comments.)

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    1. Thank you, Liz. Sometimes the comments are the best part. I have amazing readers.

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  21. Reading this is a bit like forgetting, John. Well done!

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    1. Yes,​ it is like forgetting. Thanks, Rob

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  22. I love this, John. I can’t remember the next stanza either. It will come up when you stop thinking about that.

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    1. Hahaha. Thanks, Miriam.

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      1. Yes, we’re used to the memories thing by now, John.

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  23. Unfortunately I feel your mental anguish, John. Where did that sharp brain go? Great take on the prompt!

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  24. To where indeed! They go to our mental storage locker and remain there under lock and key until we punch out of this life. After which we can go and visit them, as if old photographs.

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    1. What a good thought.

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      1. I like it. 🙂

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  25. All I could think of was a shtick from Young Frankenstein. “Where wolf?” “There wolf.”

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    1. Ha ha ha. One of my favorite movies. Madaline Khan was a stitch. Frau Blucher as well

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  26. Well played, John! Now, what’s the next line…? 😉

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    1. Where oh where can she be

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  27. They go to our humongous Rolodex in our head to pop out when we no longer want them. Or can remember why they popped out. Or the one we wanted to share it with is no longer in the room…

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    1. Ha ha ha. Thanks, Dale

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