Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

 

“Hey, Lucy. Look at these spots before my eyes”
“That’s dappled sunlight, Little One.”
“Who invented that?”
“The Big Dog over the Rainbow bridge.”

Hello, Friday you big beautiful thing you. It is so nice to see you again. Yes, indeed, it is Friday and close to the weekend.

This week has been pretty much a non-event. Yes, I worked on my WIP and am please about that. The new month started, and I can’t believe it is April already. Other than that not much to say

Today’s JohnKu talks about what to do when blogging news is scarce.

I hope you all have a great weekend.

No news by John W. Howell © 2021

When you have nothing,

New and ready to report . . .

Sign off gracefully.

Thursday – Anything possible – Lucy and Twiggy Mellow Harsh

Lucy and Twiggy

We going to do this, Little One?”

“Sure, why not?”

“Okay, Lucy. I guess we need to lay out the field.”

“The field? What do you mean?”

Lucy and Twiggy

“You know. Get the lime. Layout the boundaries. Set the goals.”

“Oh, blech. Can we just skip all that?”

“We can, but it won’t be much of a game.”

“My point exactly. Patio, here we come.”

“Lucy. What’s that ladder thing at the neighbors?’

“I don’t know. They are noisy, though.”

“You can say that again. What’s that rumble?”

“I think they are using a jackhammer on something.”

“A little of that goes a long way.”

“Can you say annoying?”

“Wait. Did it stop?”

“I think. you are right.”

“And there it goes again.”

“I have to believe they are going to be here all day.”

“Not sure I can handle this.”

“I know I can’t. I’m going to a quiet place.”

“Not much quiet over here either. I’m heading back to the patio. At least there is sun there.”

“I guess you are right. Little One.”

Twiggy and Lucy

“Well, it’s not perfect.  I guess it is better than nothing.”

“Now you’re talking. I love optimism.”

Lucy and Twiggy

“Yeah. It starts and stops, so I guess we can put up with it.”

“Dibs on this lounge. Gotta get some serious shut-eye. Send the server over if you can catch his eye.”

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week, we learned that Cortez’s men were driving a late model Chevrolet Suburban. Also, we know that neither Lieutenant Mayfield nor ADA Thomas was in sight of the security camera that recorded their departure from the Highway Patrol headquarters. Agent Moore ordered a car to be brought around to be ready if the Suburban was spotted. I see Agent Moore’s phone is ringing, so that may mean the car has arrived. Let’s go to ADA Thomas’s office and see what is going on.

 

“Yes, this is Moore. When? Okay, get a couple of Troopers over there. Test me the address we are on our way. Moore out.”

“Sounds like they found something.”

“Yes, they located the Suburban outside a warehouse in the commercial district. We need to move now. I just got the address.”

“You driving?”

“Yes, the car is federal property, so I have to drive. It’s policy.”

“Right behind you.”

“Larry, please sit upfront with me. Andrew, do you mind riding in the back?”

“No, I’m good. Probably more legroom anyway.”

“Hahaha. Good one, Andrew. Oh, shoot.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I forgot to ask them to kit the car out.”

“What does that mean.”

“Here, get in. The door is unlocked.”

“Okay, what did you mean by kit out?”

“I wanted some other weapon other than my Glock. I should have ordered an MP5/10 submachine gun.”

“I see a shotgun in the rack. Isn’t that enough?”

“I guess it will have to be. You okay back there, Andrew.”

“Yup, ready to go.”

“Let me punch the address into the GPS, and we’ll be off.”

“The screen says we will be there in ten minutes.”

“Well, I hope we aren’t too late.”

“You think these guys ate in the warehouse?”

“It makes sense, doesn’t it? Out of the way place to make a trade.”

“I guess so. Don’t know why they didn’t pull into the warehouse to at least hide the car.”

“Yeah, good point. I see where you are going. Maybe they dropped the Suburban and took off in another car.”

“Well, that’s what I would do.”

“That would not be a good thing.”

“Tell me about it.”

There’s the warehouse. I see the Suburban.”

“And three patrol cars.”

“Let me get on the radio and get this thing organized. Patrol one, this is Moore.”

“Go ahead, Moore.”

“Do not penetrate the building until I order it, okay?”

“Copy that. We are standing by.”

“Thank you Patrol One. Moore out. Okay, let’s see what we have.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #306 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words.

“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #306

Directions by John W. Howell © 2021

“Yes, ma’am, I’m on duty today.”

“Where are the guards?”

“Guards, ma’am?”

“Yes, you know, with the big furry hats and red coats.”

“As far as I know, we have had no such guards here.”

“But all the travel brochures have them pictured. Here look.”

“I see. They do look rather disciplined.”

“I’ve traveled a long way, had to test negative on covid, and was quarantined for 14 days, and now I want to see them.”

“I can understand.”

“So where are they.”

“My guess would be Kensington Palace.”

“Isn’t that where I am?”

“No, ma’am. This is not Kensington Palace.”

“Oh dear, I’m so sorry. I guess I got my directions wrong.”

“No worries, ma’am, it happens to all of us.”

“Can you give me directions to Kensington palace?”

“Well, I can give you general directions. Then you can get more specific when you get closer.”

“How far away am I?”

“Are you driving?”

“Yes, I have rented a car.”

“It is about five and one-half hours.”

“Five and one-half hours? I could be to Paris in five and one-half hours.”

“Um, ma’am.”

“Yes, young man.”

“You are in Paris.”

“Wait. What?”

“You are in Paris. ma’am.”

“I can’t imagine how I got here.”

“I would say via route 1A.”

“It did seem like a long time to get here. I asked the nice young man at the hotel desk for directions. He wrote them down for me.”

“Let me see them.”

“Here.”

“Ah yes. I see the problem.”

“You do?”

“The directions to Kensington Palace were written on a paper that also has directions to Paris on the back.”

“And I got the wrong side.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Still have to wonder how that can happen?”

“We will probably never know.”

“It could have been when I took a nap.”

“Nap?”

“Yes, I rented a Tesla, and it had an autopilot feature. I turned it on and then got into the backseat for a nap. I guess I slept too long. Darned jet lag anyway.”

“You are lucky to be here, ma’am.”

“Oh, I don’t know.”

“Ma’am?”

“Would have rather gone to Kensington Palace.”

 

 

 

 

Top Ten Things Not to Do if You Plan to Attend a MLB Game

Major League Baseball

Here is a post that I originally published on April 4th, 2016, in honor of opening day in baseball. Maybe you’ll find it funny again or for the first time.

This list has as inspiration the fact that the Major League Baseball season is underway, and there are things you need to know if you plan to attend a game.

Top Ten Things Not to Do if You Plan to Attend an MLB Game.

10 If you plan to attend a game, do not call in sick to work. If you do, at best, no one will see you that day. At worst, you will be highlighted as the 100th attendee, including an interview playing of the 6:00 and 10:00 news. (You hope that fake nose, mustache, and glasses get up will keep your boss in the dark.)

9 If you plan to attend a game, do not bring your favorite glove in hopes of catching a home run. If you do, at best, those around you will assume you have some kind of mental illness that focuses on balls. At worst, you will actually have the opportunity to catch a home run ball only to drop it in front of thousands of fans on the jumbotron and those watching the game on TV. (Can you say, “Clumsy idiot,” Bucky?”

8. If you plan to attend a game, do not drive your car to the ballpark. If you do, at best you pay more for parking than the ticket. At worst, you’ll have trouble finding a place to park and take up the offer by the guy in sunglasses and a knit cap to watch your car for five dollars. (The tow truck didn’t do too much damage, and you understand a new bumper will cost under a thousand.)

7 If you plan to attend a game and are taking a date, do not try to avoid the kiss cam by talking on your phone. If you do, at best, this will be the last time with this person. At worst, the commentary from the TV coverage will ensure you may never get a date again. (Sure, you are the Wolf of Wall Street, Ace, and now maybe a lone wolf).

6. If you plan to attend a game and sit close to the players, do not yell insults that the players can hear. If you do, at best, you’ll get some fierce looks. At worst, you might have to think fast to avoid that Louisville slugger that is heading your way. (Man! Those bats are hard, aren’t they, Buster?)

5. If you plan to go to the game, do not try to better your old beer per hour record. If you do, at best, you will fall short and be glad later. At worst, you will soundly beat your old record, which you will celebrate by calling trains (Pittsburgh, Pokipsie, and Albuquerque) in the ceramic microphone. (Those cheese nachos looked better an hour ago, didn’t they? Ferd.)

4. If you plan to go to the game, do not think it will be a cheap day. If you do, at best, you will have sticker shock at the end. At worst, you will overspend to the point that you realize you could have had a trip to a lovely resort. (Who was to know those peanuts prices were by the piece rather than the bag.)

3 If you plan to go to the game, do not sit in a part of the stadium where the away team fans sit and then root for your team. If you do, at best, everyone will take your loyalties good-naturedly.  At worst, you may find that the guy everyone calls Brutus has finally had it with your cheers and decides to give you a close-up view of a knuckle sandwich. (The view was brief before the lights went out, wasn’t it?)

2 If you plan to go to the game, do not keep up a running chatter about the team and individual statistics. If you do, at best, you have everyone wanting to move away. At worst, while you impress yourself, you are not paying attention to that large man with cauliflower ears who is pushing people out of his way and heading in your direction. (It seems odd that he can pick you up by the neck, doesn’t it?)

1 If you plan to attend a game, do not make the assumption that the umpire is not qualified and has been on the waiting list for a Lasik procedure. If you do, at best, your accusations of sight and skill problems will fall on deaf ears. At worst, security will help you to a position in the park where no one can hear you. (If you need help, you are now in a place where no one can hear you scream.)

Views of the Neighborhood – In Search of Easter

Welcome to Easter Sunday in the neighborhood. We are going to go out and see if we can find Easter decorations. Today we have catered a brunch from Juniper in Austin. You can choose one or sample everything. We also have Brad Paisley for your entertainment.

 

BRUNCH PRIX FIXE-

FOR THE TABLE

prosciutto di san danielle, montasio, fresh fruit, morning honey bun

SCRAMBLED EGGS

bacon & toast

3-PIECE WELLFLEET OYSTERS

served over crushed ice dressed with cucumber, lemon, italics mignonette

FRUIT OR YOGURT CUP

44 FARMS BEEF CARPACCIO

fresh horseradish, Meyer lemon, parmesan, garlic crouton

LITTLE LETTUCE

SECOND

POTATO FRICO

whipped mascarpone, smoked salmon, capers, red onion, herbs

AGNOLOTTI CARBONARA

egg cream, crispy pancetta, peas, toasted black pepper, brown butter

FLUFFY PANCAKE

fennel-lemon syrup, butter

UNCLE NICKY’S PLATE soft scramble, bacon, crispy fingerling potatoes, Foccacia

pork & beef bolognese, ricotta, mozzarella, sunny-side egg

EGG BENEDICT

poached egg, roasted pancetta, tomato hollandaise, Foccacia

Normally we would be serving wine, but Juniper has some interesting drinks, so here is the list.

MIMOSA FLIGHT

one bottle of Stellina di Notte prosecco, with orange, cranberry, and peach juices

EARL GREY COCKTAIL

Barr hill gin, amaro nonino, earl grey syrup, lemon

SPRING NEGRONI

royal dock navy strength gin, bruto americano, alessio bianco, ramazzotti

JUNIPER G&T

pink peppercorn infused gin, rosemary syrup, grapefruit juice, tonic

SGROPPINO

house limoncello, prosecco, lemon sorbetto, mint

HUGO SPRITZ

fiorente elderflower, lime, mint, prosecco, sparkling water

APEROL SPRITZ

Aperol, prosecco, sparkling water

HIBISCUS SPRITZ

ramazzotti apertivo rosato, prosecco, sparkling water

CAFÉ MOCHA

greater goods kickstart espresso, chocolate syrup, mint

TOASTED ALMOND SHAKERATO

Greater goods kickstart espresso, toasted almond syrup, cocoa nib

GREATER GOODS NITRO COLD BREW ON DRAFT GREATER GOODS COFFEE

LATTE ESPRESSO CAPPUCCINO MACCHIATO ZHI TEA
ICED TEA

For dessert, we have chocolate chip cookie dough cheesecake with dark chocolate ganache.

So let’s get going.

Views of the Neighborhood

Our first stop shows Easter is celebrated in this house.

Views of the neighborhood

Here is a cute display.

Views of the Neighborhood

Wow. Now we are talking Easter display.

Views of the Neighborhood

The Easter Bunny.

Views of the neighborhood

Cute cutouts of a bunny and chick.

The Producer and I scoured the neighborhood, and these were the only decorations we could find. So sit back and enjoy the music and have way more to eat. Thanks for coming, and I hope you all have a great week.

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt –

 

Who thought up this stuff anyway? That’s a question we don’t have to answer cause we know it is Linda Hill. She left this message for all of us. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with who/whom” Begin your post with either “who” or “whom” and go from there. Have fun!” If you would like to have, fun go to Linda’s blog and see how easy it is. Here is the link.

https://lindaghill.com/2021/04/02/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-3-2021/

Who/Whom by John W. Howell © 2021

“Who are you talking to?”

“You know you should really clean up your grammar. One should not end a sentence with a preposition.”

“Okay, let me rephrase that sentence. Who are you talking to, Idiot?”

“Yeah, somehow the rightness of that gets lost in the translation.”

“So who is it?”

“I was talking to myself, if you must know.”

“Nothing unusual going on here. Must be a prompt thing.”

“Yes, we are to start the post with who or whom and go from there.”

“You’ve started well. To who are you going to be directing your writing?”

“To whom.”

“That’s right.”

“No, It’s not right. You said ‘to who.”‘

“I know I did. You still haven’t told me.”

“To whom. To whom are you directing your writing?”

“I’m not writing anything. You are.”

“I’m correcting what you said. You said ‘to who’ and it should be ‘to whom'”

“Beats me.”

“What do you mean”beats me?'”

“I have no idea to who you are directing your writing.”

“At times like these, I wish there was a bounty on stupid.”

“Would you turn yourself in?”

“I might consider putting a note on my shirt.”

“What would it say?”

“To whom it may concern. Just shoot me.”

“Maybe a beer would make you feel better.”

“Who would argue with that?”

“You sure that’s not supposed to be whom?’

“Positive. Who is correct here.”

“You are always correct here. I’ll buy.”

“I think we will wrap this. who fest.”

“I still. like whom.”

“You would. Let’s go.”

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

Lucy and Twiggy
“We’ve looked high and low for Friday, Lucy and guess what?”
“What Little one?”
“It’s here. Look up.”

 

We made it to Friday. That is always a good thing. I hope you are looking forward to something interesting this weekend.

The Producer got her first shot this week, and today, I get my second. In Texas, 17% of the population has had both shots and 30% at least one. We are a long way from herd immunity. I will be resting easier after the series is finished in our house and way easier when 70 % of the population is fully immunized.

I don’t know about your town, but we still see random shortages at the grocery store. There is no rhyme or reason for them. For example, there were no limes except bagged. The producer and I will take up margarita drinking since we had to buy a bag when we needed one. Other items like selections of hamburger buns, kinds of breads, and reasonable sizes of half and half. Maybe it was the boat caught in the Suez Canal.

I have reverted back to my old discipline on my WIP. That being 1000 words a day before anything else. I don’t know why I thought I could handle doing my 1000 words in the afternoon after all the blogs had been visited, e-mails done, and my post of the day complete. I found I was too tired to put in a 1000 word sprint. Since I’m turning eighty in May,, I think mother nature tells me to put first things first. So I have begun reading comments on my blog with coffee. Writing on my WIP till I have 1000 words. Doing e-mails, visiting blogs, and my daily post. Hitting social media last. So I may be showing up at your place a little later. Anything that comes in after 6:00 may not get handled that day. So far it is working.

Today’s JohnKu talks about making adjustments when necessary. I hope you all have a great weekend.

Change by John W. Howell ©2021

When the schedule,

Is not producing results. . .

You know change is right.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy’s Gotcha Day

Lucy and Twiggy

“Hey, Lucy, where you going?”

“I thought I would check to see if my Prime delivery is here yet.”

“Prime delivery? What did you get?”

“It is a surprise, Little One.”

“A surprise? Who are you surprising?”

“I should keep that to myself as well.”

“Look, is that a four-leaf clover?”

“I love your attention span. No, that looks like a weed to me.”

“I don’t know. There are four leaves, and it’s green.”

“Looks like Woodsorrel to me.”

“I still need to know who you are, surprising.”

“I’ll give you a hint. Who’s Gotcha Day is it?”

“Wait, I hear something. It’s the squeal of the Prime van brakes.”

“You sure?”

“Darn right, I’m sure. I’m an Olympic barker, and those Prime guys are easy targets.”

“Okay, I’m going to take your word. I have to go.”

“Gotcha Day? It’s my Gotcha Day. The surprise is for me.”

“Happy Gotcha Day, Little One. Now I really got to step on it. I still have wrapping to do.”

 

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

 

 

Twiggy and Lucy
“Not here.”
“Please tell me you are not looking for Friday.”
“I’m looking for Friday.”
“I asked you not to tell me that.”

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week, we were around when we heard that Cortez’s men acting as agents took Lazar out of the lockup, and lieutenant Mayfield went along for the ride. Agent Moore convinced the highway patrol officers to issue a Be On the Look Out notice for the group, including ADA Thomas. Let’s go join Larry Andrew and Mike Moore as they discuss the next steps.

 

“I think we should get a car and at least be ut there should a call come in.”

“Good idea, Larry. Let me call the motor pool and get one over here.”

“How long will that take?”

“No more than ten minutes.”

“I’m still mystified as to how Mayfield let those guys pull the wool over his eyes.”

“I’m guessing their ID was pretty good. I’m a little worried about Thomas.”

“How so.”

“She never struck me as the kind you could shove around.”

“Yeah, so?”

“Just seems funny that she would be cooperative on a caper like this.”

“Maybe she wasn’t.”

“What do you mean, detective?”

“Maybe she was knocked out in the car or something.”

“Speaking of a car, let me make that call. Hello, this is Agent Moore. We are going to need a car at the ADA’s office. Sure. Okay, that sounds good.”

“All set?”

“It will be here in ten minutes. In the meantime, I’m going to call those guys at the Highway patrol and see if they have any security footage of the car that took Lazar away.”

“That sounds like a great idea. How’d you think of that?”

“You know a guy named Keith Channing?”

“No, should we?”

“He just sent me a text with that suggestion.”

“How did he get your number? Oh, that’s right, you read it out loud to the State troopers.”

“Hole on. Yeah, this is Agent Moore again. Just fine, thank you. I have a question. Do you guys, by chance, have a security camera covering the parking lot of your headquarters? I know it sounds like a dumb question but do you. Oh good. How about you roll the film and get me a description of the car that those agents were in. You did? Okay, give it to me. Uh-huh. Yup. Okay, Can you see ADA Thomas? No kidding. Okay, thanks again.”

“Well?”

“They put the description on the BOLO. As you might suspect, it is a late model black Chevrolet Suburban. Guess what?”

“No sign of Thomas.”

“Bingo. So if the lieutenant went with them, where do you suppose ADA Thomas was stashed.”

“This is not sounding good for Thomas.”

“And as much as I hate to say it for Lieutenant Mayfield either.”