Ah yes, Saturday morning. Birds are chirping, and there is a right feeling about the world. It is a little too warm, but the sky is bright blue without a trace of a cloud, marring the sense of serenity. The mood machine is ready to dispense the calming fluid, and it looks like a relaxing day ahead.
The sound of a far away and tight whistle coming from what seems to be the stratosphere reaches my ears. The tone is getting louder and more distinct. Moving to the patio allows me to witness a shadow growing from the size of a sugar cube. The whistle gets louder and the shadow bigger. The brain finally puts it all together. It appears that another delivery from the sky is about to impact the backyard turf.
Making a move under the porch cover happens with an almost simultaneous explosion of dirt, turf, and pieces of wood. Thank heavens the coffee was covered with my hand before the sunami of debris. Once settled, a cautious walk to the crater is rewarded with the sight of an animal in a skydiving outfit that looks precisely like Daffy Duck. “Suffering succotash. They should have told me to let go of the box.”
“Are you hurt?” is my reply. Daffy leads me to believe he is not hurt but a little disappointed in the instructions given by the ACME air freight company. He also gestures to the mess in the hole and shakes his head. “I’m afraid your product is a total loss,” he says.
Peering over the edge, it is hard to make out the nature of the product, so there is no alternative but to ask, “What’s the product?”
“Produce,” comes the reply. “Cumquats specifically.”
Not having ordered the cumquats, there follows a series of questions regarding where they were from and if the address is correct on the delivery. By this time, Daffy is near the end of his patience. He hands me an envelope and asks if the name on the front is mine. Confirming it is causes him to jump out of the hole. He raises his hand, grabs a bar suspended by a rope from a helicopter, and is plucked away.
Thoughts about who will pay to have the yard fixed run through my mind as I open the envelope. Sure enough, the sender is Linda Hill, and here is what the message says.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “product/produce.” Use one, use them both, use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun!
If you want fun, visit Linda’s blog and read how easy it is. Here’s the link.
https://lindaghill.com/2022/06/24/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-25-2022/
Product/Produce by John W. Howell © 2022
“Another character.”
“Yup.”
“Who is going to fix the yard.”
“That is a product of my imagination. There was no delivery.”
“No, produce?”
“Nope.”
“Why do you put us through this then.”
“Gotta introduce the prompt.”
“But you could just say what it is.”
“There’s no fun in that.”
“I’m not sure falling boxes are fun either.”
“To each his own. Maybe I could have a falling beer keg.”
“Now that is worth doing. Dangerous, though.”
“The weight you mean?”
“No, getting the beer too agitated.”
“Good point.”
“Speaking of?”
“Your turn to buy.”
“Easy peasy. I’ll produce my card and charge the product.”
“Let’s leave it alone now.”
“You driving?”
“Yup.”
“Let’s call Über. I think this may be a long barley pop session.”
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Gotta love cartoon physics and mayhem in the morning.
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It’s just like being a kid again!
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It is. 😁
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Thanks, Charles.
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I’m imagining Daffy saying/slurring “Cumquats.” Good one. John. Now go get that keg.
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I didn’t know how to write that one out so I had hoped imagination would take over. Thanks, Dan.
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It’s hard to write spit and slobber 😉
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😁
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Duck in, duck out, and duck into the barley pop factory. Happy saturday.
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Thanks, John. Have a good one as well.
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Another trip down memory lane! Good one, John. Happy Saturday! Sung to the tune of Sorry by The Impalas. 🙂
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Whoa. Great song. Happy Saturday to you, Jill *sung to the tune of Earth Angel by the Penguins. https://youtu.be/fv-dKc0awqg
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My mother loves Earth Angel!
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That was the slow dance tune at the sock hop.
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❤️
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Couldn’t you just imagine that dropped keg? What a splash that be!
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Gives a whole new meaning to Fat Boy.
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😲😂🍺
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Those guy at ACME are running up quite a bill for you! I really do enjoy your posts though 💜💜
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I keep sending them the bill and so far they keep paying so all is good. Thanks, Willow.
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Oh! That’s good news….if they send you any Shiraz or Bacardi let me know I will be over 😊
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I have Shiraz and Bacardi in my pantry. Come on over.
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I’ll get my hat and coat 😉
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More like t-shirt and shorts it’s going to be 39.4C today
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I am English I must be prepared 😂😂✋😉
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Might go for a sun dress under the coat and sun hat 🤣🤣
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There you go.
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Suffering succotash, another daffy delivery. Duck!
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From Daffy Duck Deliveries. Thanks, Tim.
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Daffy is good John, but I’m waiting for the whole Wiley Coyote thing with Acme. At least the Road Runner gives a warning — meep meep
See ya
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Ha ha ha. Wile E. Coyote need to make an appearance. Thanks, Tom.
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Another brilliant use of the prompt, John! Glad the destroyed turf is only a product of fiction! 🙂
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Yes it is fun to create mayhem that is not really mayhem. Thanks, Jan
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Lucky for Daffy he wasn’t hurt, that had to be quite the landing! And no, definitely don’t want your hops delivered in such a manner. Much better to go get ’em at the bar and yes, taking an Uber is the wise choice.
Happy Saturday, John! We’ve hit the perfect 77… only with our “humidex”, the temps feel like 90. A day to do some in and out of the pool, methinks!
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Yes a pool day for sure.
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It’s barely refreshing!! I’m not complaining of our heat, which is a mere 91… You guys have it HOT!
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Pure craziness, delightful Saturday pandemonium! Can’t get much better than Daffy Duck. Have a great day, John. I suspect it will be a fun one. 🤣
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Thank you, Gwen. We just got back from the granddog birthday party and it was fun.
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Daffy is a favorite of mine, nice he could make the delivery 🙂 Another fun prompt, John!
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Thank you, Denise.
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I am glad you share your imagination with us! Congrats be damned! Billy the Dictation Boy in his mom’s basement does not know how to spell congrats. He keeps printing it and then changing it to congrats! Cumquats? (No Billy)
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Ha ha ha. Glad you could get inspired, Pamela. Comquats. (no Billy)
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I kind of miss Saturday morning cartoons. Networks of the stuff took those away. I also think they were better back then.
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I did too. I would love to watch them with my little ones. (perfect excuse)
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Thanks, Billy Ray
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You got away with only minor damage, John. Those cartoon characters are apt to blow things up and knock them down. I think your imagination was on overdrive today. 🙂
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Almost everyday, Diana. 😁
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How fitting that Daffy arrived in time for the Saturday morning cartoons!
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Yes he did.
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So good to see Daffy Duck delivering the prompt. Your reply is excellent (as always), John. Gee, maybe Mighty Mouse might deliver Linda’s prompt. “Here I come to save the day…”
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Could be, Jennie. 😁
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You can always count on Daffy for frustrating humor, and you, as well. Did it take you long to produce this marvelous product?
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Ha ha ha. It only takes less than a half hour, Steve. I like your use of produce and product.
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That’s impressive. Takes me that long to think of an opening line.
Goodnight, John, have s creative week. I’ll be reading you.
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Thanks, Steve.
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I am so glad you keep getting visits from the WB characters. They take me back in time.
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They do the same for me, Lauren. Thank you.
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Daffy says “Never mess with the means of production. Unless you are looking for a mean mess in return,”.
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Good ole Daffy. Thanks, Marc.
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Mr. Dependable.
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