Views of the Neighborhood – The Hills

A lot of folks think Texas is flat. Although a lot of it is, some parts are pretty hilly. We live in one of those parts. I took some photos to give you an idea of what the topography around here looks like. I hope you like the Views today.

Views of the Neighborhood

Here is what I look at while exercising on the elliptical machine at the gym.

Here is a photo taken from P.Terry’s a fast-food establishment.

Although I don’t visit this place, this photo is what you see from the plastic surgery spa.

Just so you didn’t think I was making the spa up here is the front of the building.

This photo is of the neighborhood near the spa.

This is a shot from the coffee shop.

Here is the front of the coffee shop. Oops, coffee lounge.

On the way home, I took this photo out of the front window of the car. It gives you an idea of the hills. Yes, I was driving, and yes, you should not try this at home.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Loud”

Stream of Consciousness

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and this week’s prompt is “loud.” It is a little more complicated than just using the word loud. Here read Linda Hill’s description of the prompt, and you will see what I mean. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “loud.” Find any word that means “loud,” and use it any way you’d like in your post. Enjoy!”

So it looks like we don’t use the word loud but a word that means loud. Hmmm. Maybe like ear-shattering. Of course, that is a hyphenated word and don’t know if it qualifies, and I have no time to call Linda to find out. So I guess I’ll have to find another word. I think deafening will work. Let’s go with that.

Loud by John W. Howell © 2109

“Who were you talking to there?”

“Where?”

“Just above the title, Loud and the byline.”

“Oh, that. I was just articulating an option for using a word that means loud.”

“Why not just use loud?”

“Because we have to use a word that means loud.”

“And you chose deafening?”

“That’s right.”

“Why not vociferous?”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“Loud.”

“Naw, I can’t think of a subject using the word vociferous.”

“What are you going to say about deafening?”

“The piano fell out of the fifth-story window and hit the ground with a deafening crash.”

“You are telling not showing.”

“Huh?”

“You just described the scene. You didn’t get us involved in the scene by showing us what happened.”

“So why don’t you give it a try.”

“Jack looked up in time to see the large grand piano begin its plummet from the fifth story window. The piano’s shadow surrounding Jack became ever wider as gravity pulled it closer to the Earth. Jack knew that as the instrument meets the street, the deafening sound of the implosion would be a lovely experience for any lucky bystanders. In an instant, he also realizes it is now too late for him to get out of the way. He will miss the symphony of destruction. ”

“Geez. You write dark stuff.”

“Yeah, but it has a little more depth.”

“I think I’ll find another word.”

“What other word?”

“Raucous.”

“That’s a good one. Let me hear your story.”

“Um. The party took on a raucous edge when little Janie secretly added three pints of grain alcohol to the champaign fountain.”

“Yeah, I like it. Then what happened?”

“What do you mean?”

“You got my interest up. What happen next?”

“Oh, I don’t know. The police came and threw everyone in jail I guess.”

“So, you don’t know what happened?”

“Why does something have to happen?”

“I thought you were supposed to write a story using the prompt.”

“Yeah, but now I’m out of time. I’m just going to go with what we have.”

“You can do that?”

“I guess we’ll find out.”

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

Lucy and Twiggy
“is that Friday, Lucy?”
“By golly, it is Little One.”

 

Once again Friday has arrived. It seems like this week it took its sweet old time. I can’t put my finger on it, but it sure felt like a long week.

We got the Christmas tree up along with some other decorations. It is always nice to have the holiday come around again. I didn’t think my inbox would survive black Friday and Cyber Monday but it certainly did. Heard on the news that this was the biggest retail and online sales figures made to date. I have to believe people are feeling good about buying and giving gifts.

I’m still plugging away at my WIP. Almost halfway through the latest round. It looks like I will be calling for beta readers after January 1st and will then allow until February 15th for comments. I always hate to rush beta readers. After the beta read comes the professional edit. I have made up my mind that this book will be launched in the spring. Probably in April or May.

Today’s JohnKu talks about the holidays and the spirit of the time. I hope you have an enjoyable weekend.

Holidays by John W. Howell © 2109

No matter the way,

We celebrate holidays . . .

The spirit’s the same.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Decorations

Lucy and Twiggy

“Hey, you guys. What are you doing?”

“Decorating the tree. You want in?”

“Goodness. All the ornaments are already on the tree.”

“Well, you wanted to go outside and chase the squirrel.”

“I know but no one said anything about decorating.”

“That’s true Little One. I think they thought it would go better if you were out playing.”

“There is not even an old bone to hang on the tree.”

“Yeah, as if that’s what everyone would want.”

“Did you help decorate, Lucy?”

“No. I took up my position on the couch.”

“Why aren’t all the ornament boxes put away?”

“I think the folks are taking more totes to the garage.”

“It’s a sad thing to know I missed everything.”

“Geez, Twiggy. You didn’t miss anything. How many ornaments could you hang?”

“Well, that’s not really the point. I’m going to give mom and dad a piece of my mind.”

“Good idea. That always works well.”

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

 

Lucy and Twiggy
“Hey, Lucy. When is it Friday?”
“Huh? Two more days Little One. Take a nap.”

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week, we witnessed Charles the server denies he went home with Mrs. Rafferty, which was information received from Jerry the server. Also, Charles lawyered up and decided he wouldn’t do any more talking without a lawyer. We should get back to the Hyatt since I see Larry headed for Sanford Wentworth’s office. He doesn’t look too pleased either.

 

“Yes, detective. Come right in.”

“I need to talk to Jerry Foster again.”

“Is there a problem Detective

“Yes, there is, but I need to take it up with Jerry.”

“Sure enough. Hold on, I’ll call him.”

“Thank you.”

“That’s strange.”

“What?”

“His cell phonies going to voicemail after one ring.”

“Yeah, well, I have had that happen to mine when the signal’s not good.”

“But throughout our property, we have repeaters. We need to be in constant touch with our employees. This should not happen.”

“You sure he isn’t hitting the ‘not accept’ button.”

“It could be, but he knows this number, and that would certainly be grounds for discipline.”

“So, where does he hang out?”

“There is a little server’s break room off the kitchen. He could be there.”

“Let’s go down there then.”

“Okay, follow me.”

“Wait. I need to get Andrew.”

“I’ll wait for you here.”

“I’ll be right back.”

*

“Hey, Andrew.”

“Yes, Larry. What’s the deal?”

“We need to talk to Jerry Foster, and now he is out of touch with his boss.”

“Yeah, so what? Maybe he is in the men’s room.”

“Wentworth seems concerned, so I’m concerned.”

“Well, if you are concerned, then I’m concerned.”

“Okay, never mind. Just come with me to Wentworth’s office and then to see if we can find Jerry.”

“This is almost like a posse.”

“You do concern me sometimes, Andrew.”

“If you are concerned—”

“Knock it off, Andrew. Let’s just go.”

“Right, you are chief. Lead the way.”

“That’s better.”

“What are we going to do with Jerry Foster when we catch up with him.”

“For one, I want to know why he lied to us.”

“Good point. What else?”

“I think he needs to explain what else he knows about Mrs. Rafferty and the accident with her husband.”

“You think he’ll talk?”

“I have to believe that he will. Hey, Wentworth.”

“Can we go down to the severs room now?”

“Lead the way, Sir.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt “Eat”

Keith Channing is on a hiatus this week. I have arranged a finger point prompt using the best selling novel Circumstances of Childhood by that world-famous author John W, Howell. As luck would have it, the prompt for today is, “eat.”

Tuesday-anything possible

Eat by John W. Howell © 2019

“How much of that corn could you eat?”

“Depends on what time of day?”

“Time of day? What does that have to do with anything?”

“Well, you take your midnight, for example. Hard to eat when you’re lying down.”

“That makes sense. Of course, you don’t eat at midnight.”

“Huh?”

“Who does that?”

“Well. if I’m not lying down.”

“You are kidding me, right?”

“Okay, let’s get back to the original question. You asked how much of that corn could I eat?”

“Yeah, that was the question.”

“Again, it depends.”

“We already covered that.”

“No, it depends on when I last ate.”

“Okay, that seems reasonable. How much could you eat if you hadn’t eaten for a while.”

“All of it.”

“You’re kidding? How much if you just ate?”

“Again, that depends.”

“On what for heaven’s sake.”

“On whether or not I had an after-dinner mint.”

“OMG. I need this to end. Okay, I’ll bite. How much if you had a mint?”

“Almost all of it.”

“No mint.”

“All of it.”

“You are a pig, you know that?”

“Is this the first you noticed Mr. Smarty Pant’s horse?”

Top Ten Things Not to Do Wrapping Presents – Redo

Gift wrapping no nos

This post was published in December of 2017. Since history does not lend itself to humor this week, I thought you might enjoy a revisit or a visit for those who missed it.

I always enjoy wrapping presents. I pretty much avoid the “store gift wrap” in favor of the messes I create. I think putting oneself into the process is a way you can show the recipients of the gift that you really care. The inspiration for this post is every year of doing my own. I hope you enjoy it.

10 If you are gift wrapping, don’t think it’s the thought that counts. If you do, at best, your wrapping will look like you didn’t think at all. At worst, your package will be mistaken for trash and never opened in the first place. (No wonder you didn’t get a thank you, Cassidy.)

9 If you are gift wrapping, do not try to use a fake box with Tiny, the WWF champ who just enrolled in a court-ordered intensive course on how to handle disappointment. If you do at best, you won’t be in the room when Tiny open,s the Tiffany box to find a screwdriver. At worst, although Tiny will do his best to control himself, it may be more than one can expect. (You have been thinking of removing that dining room wall anyway right, Crane?)

8 If you are gift wrapping, do not use seasonally inappropriate paper. If you do, at best, others will think you mentally unstable. At worst, friends and family will gather and determine what to do with you now that you have lost track of time. (Okay, so you wanted to save a few bucks on paper, but Easter wrap was not the way to go, Clive.)

7 If you are gift wrapping, do not forget the nametags. If you do, at best, you’ll remember each gift and who it goes to just by the wrapping. At worst, Uncle Phil will wonder what you are trying to say with the Lady Schick electric razor gift. (You thought for sure that red box was a bottle of bourbon, Cal. I wonder what aunt Helen thinks of it.)

6 If you are gift wrapping, do not forget to measure twice before cutting once. If you do, at best, there is a smaller box that can be wrapped with your mistakes. At worst, you have another trip to the wrapping store to get additional supplies. (Too bad they are all out of Christmas wrap, huh, Cameron? They have plenty of Easter wrap, though.)

5 If you are gift wrapping, do not use the same paper for all the gifts. If you do, someone will recognize it as last year’s $0.99 Target sale item. At worst, your display under the tree will look like the packages were done by Mrs. Jones first grade class. (Why is everyone asking if these gifts are meant for a Toys for Tots donation, Carling?)

4 If you are gift wrapping, do not throw away the return receipts. If you do, at best all your gifts will be perfect. At worst, those gifts that were a little off the mark will show up next year. (You could have sworn you gave this scarf to your cousin last year, huh, Carmichael?)

3 If you are gift wrapping, do not think more scotch tape will solve sloppy wrapping. If you do, at best, your recipients will have a scissor handy to cut through. At worst, you’ll get calls about paper cuts and tape in kid’s hair. (Maybe taking more time would have been a good idea, Carver.)

2 If you are gift wrapping, do not try to create what you are not qualified to design. If you do, at best yours will be the last one opened. At worst, your package will end up looking like a bizarre thing that should soak in water before being disarmed. (Gotta wonder why your brother-in-law called the bomb squad. That grenade on top was a dummy right, Caster?)

1 If you are gift wrapping, do not think a bunch of sparkling confetti in the box will be well received. If you do, at best, the recipient will be kind and not shoot you. At worst, the gift is opened on the new white living room carpet. (You just know that stuff will be there until next year, don’t you, Chadwick?)

Views of the Neighborhood – Holiday Shopping

The Hills Country Club here in Lakeway held an evening of shopping and invited a number of suppliers to set up shop and offer holiday specials. I snuck in past Tiny who was charged, with keeping the riff-raff out. There were tons of suppliers. Hopefully you’ll get a good idea about the event.

Massage stuff and chair (partially pictured)

Pet T-Shirts

Cheese, dip, and cracker station.

Plush toys with a charitable purpose.

Various items.

Olive oil from trees raised in Texas.

Pampered Chef with Kori Blankenship (The most enthusiastic supplier at the event)

Everything on a towel.

Of course, Louis Vuitton bags.

The Candle Daddy.

Wooden items made in Austin.

Greg Norman golf wear.

Must have wine bar.

YETI cups for everyone.

Bracelets for every arm.

Jewelry.

Cookies and Sweets.

Posh stuff.

 

I hope you liked the tour of the Holiday Bazaar.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Key.”

 

Stream of Consciousness

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again. This weeks prompt is “key.” Linda Hill says we can use it any way we want and, oh, yes. “Have Fun.”

Key by John W. Howell © 2019

“So where are we off to today?”

“What do you mean?”

“it’s Saturday, and you no doubt have some wild and woolly prompt you need to work on.”

“No. not really.”

“You’re kidding me. No prompt?”

“Yes, there is a prompt, but it’s not so complex.”

“What is it?”

“Key.”

“You mean like the thing you put in a lock to open it. That key?”

“Well, our dungeon master said we could use it any way we want.”

🎶”Key to my heart, I love you.”🎶

“Stop.”

🎶”Key Largo, Montego baby why don’t we go.” 🎶

“You are confusing me.”

🎶”Two thousand miles, I roamed to make this Key West dock my home.”🎶

“I think you have just about used up the key songs.”

“I think you’re right. I can’t think of any more.”

“So, I’m going to post about the key to the city.”

“What city?”

“Doesn’t matter. The post is about the honor as represented by the key.”

“Well, you have fun with that one. I thought you would post some sappy thing about the key to happiness.”

“I thought about it.”

“What stopped you?”

“There is no real key. It is more like several things.”

“Call it keys.”

“Not in the rules.”

“Well, I know one key to happiness it is frosty and has my name on it.”

“You are so easy.”

“Want to come?”

“Can you wait for the post to be finished?”

“I think it is.”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

Friday John Ku – AKA – TGIF

 

Twiggy and Lucy
“Hey, Lucy. Want to play with the soccer ball? It’s Friday.”
“I’m so glad you are back at it, Little One. Sure I’ll play.”

Friday is here and a very welcome sight. “I wish I could work all weekend,” said no one ever. (Well maybe there are a few.)

This was a pretty uneventful week. I continue to pour over my WIP. I did a run-through Grammarly and found 4,323 things that need attention. Most are commas, which are the bane of my existence. I fully understand why. When I was in High School, I worked in the journalism department as a reporter and section editor of the yearbook. My journalism teacher would send back my stories with blue pencil circles around all the commas. (Blue pencil was an indicator to eliminate.) I finally got to the point where I almost removed commas from my brain.

The teacher did explain that too many commas slowed the story, and maybe a more fluid sentence would be in order. So that is my excuse, and I’m sticking with it. I also put the 4,323 things into context. If I take all the words in the WIP (96,000) and divide them into corrections needed, that leaves an accuracy ratio of 95.6 percent. I can live with that. (At least I can rationalize with that.)

As you know from yesterday’s post, Twiggy has been under the weather. I am pleased to report she is back to her old self and a testament to big pharma.

Today’s JohnKu talks about worry. I hope you have a great weekend

Concern by John W. Howell ©2019

They can’t speak a word,

Even if something is wrong . . .

Fur babies need us.