Cherished Blogfest – One Photo – #CBF17

Cherished Blogfest

The Cherished Blogfest is an annual blogfest where we share something we cherish in a blog post. This blogfest began in 2015, and well over 100 people came together to share words, photos, poetry, and thoughts about a cherished item. Many of us established new blog friendships, which continue to this day.

I took a photo which I published on one of my Views of the Neighborhood feature which is now a cherished item. It captures the spirit of our city, Port Aransas hit hard by Hurricane Harvey. No more words are needed.

Texas Flag

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Season”

 

Stream of Consciousness

Season is the reason for this week’s Stream of Conscious Saturday session. Theis weeks prompt is “Season,” and Linda Hill said we could add a suffix to it as well. There are bonus points for the first, and last words of the post are “season” or a seasoning. If you would like to join in on the fun, please visit Linda Hill (midnight is best) and find out all about it. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2017/10/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-2117/

Oh yes, Linda said there would be extra bonus points if we had pictures. That is not going to happen.

Season by John W. Howell © 2017

“Deck the halls with Boston Charlie.”

“What are you doing?”

“Getting into the spirit of the season.”

“what season are you talking about?”

“The holiday season. You know the one no one can actually say anymore.”

“Are you nuts?”

“Why?”

“It is not even Halloween, and you are singing about the holidays.”

“I have to ask. What’s wrong with that?”

“You sound like a lunatic. There is Halloween, and Thanksgiving before the holidays. Why aren’t you singing about Halloween?”

“I don’t know any Halloween carols.”

“Your Boston Charlie isn’t exactly a carol either.”

“Oh, I get it. Okay, let’s try this.

Trick or treat for Halloween,

Load my bag with candy.

If you cheat me, I’ll get mean,

And play a trick that’s dandy.”

“Stop.”

“What’s the problem?”

“You are killing me. Go back to the holiday stuff.”

“I thought it was quite good.”

“I think songs don’t  cut it during the Halloween season.”

“Oh, I don’t know it could be a new thing.”

“Now you did it.”

‘What.”

“You added to the post. I had it finished and bonus points in the bag when I said ‘Halloween season.”‘

“You doing that prompt thing again?”

“Yes of course. Haven’t you noticed, it’s the only time I talk to you.”

“Now that you mention it, I do notice.”

“So what do you think?”

“Makes me think you are right.”

“Right? How?”

“We should end the post with the word season.”

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy Learns About Life

Lucy

“Hey, Boss.”

“Hi, Lucy. How are things?

Lucy

“I’m a little worried about Stella.”

“Tell me.”

Lucy and Stella

“Well, I was going to chase her yesterday, and she wouldn’t take off.”

“Ah. Yes, Stella has arthritis, and it is progressing.”

Lucy

“Arthur Ritis? Let me at the guy.”

“It is not a guy, Lucy it is a condition that comes with old age. Notice Stella is sleeping more?”

Bailey

“I notice Pops. She is downstairs asleep right now.”

“Yes, Bailey. After all, Stella is almost seventeen years old.”

Stella

“Better give that to them in human years, John. Otherwise, they won’t get it.”

“Good idea Stella. I thought you were asleep downstairs.”

“Said the Einstein in the dog collar.”

Lucy

“Well, Lucy. Stella is over one hundred and nine years old.”

“Wow. Boss, that is old. I never realized. Is she okay?”

“She is feeling fine. Just much slower. I think your game of chase the kitty is over.”

“I see that, Boss. I hope she will be fine.”

“Sadly, Lucy you can’t stop time. We all have to prepare to say goodbye to those we love.”

Stella

“Good job, John. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you, Stella. I love you.”

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

Hump Day Meme

 

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week it looked like Jason McDonnell was definitely taking measures to get more information on the circumstances around the murder of Lucas’ parents and the whereabouts of Trish, his sister. Oh oh, I see Sheriff Gibson approaching Lucas’ bed. We better hot-foot it over there to see what he wants.

“Hey, kid . How you doin’?”
“S-sheriff Gibson. What are you doing here?”
“Aw, I just stopped in to see how you were. Any law against that?”
“I thought my lawyer made it clear you and I should not talk if he isn’t here.”
“Oh, I know, kid. Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m not going to ask you anything. I sincerely want to know how you feel.”
“I’m fine, sheriff.”
“That’s good, son. Any idea when you are going home?”
“That’s a question, sheriff.”
“I suppose it is. Okay, let me say I hope you’ll be going home soon.”
“Thanks, sheriff. Any reason for wanting me home?”
“So, the question thing is not a one-way street. You just asked me one.”
“Sorry. I am confused as to why you have any concern about me.”
“Since you don’t pose that as a question I suppose I can give you some information. I would like you to go home so I can serve you with a warrant for your arrest.”
“Arrest. What for?”
“Uh. A question.”
“You want to arrest me when I go home. Let me guess. You think I killed my parents.”
“That’s a statement which I will confirm.”
“No more talk, sheriff.”
“Now son. I’m not sure you know how the system works. Let me explain something to you. If you go ahead and tell me you killed your parents, I will try everything under my power to get you the lightest sentence possible. On top of that, we will let the fact that your sister is nowhere to be found to remain an unsolved case. How would you like that?”
“Since you asked a question let me respond with another question. What is your problem?”
“I can see you don’t get the subtle nature of my offer. Let me just say I think I have enough evidence to put you away for a long time. If we can’t make a deal, then you will be looking at thirty years or maybe even the death penalty. I would think it over if I were you.”
“Thanks, sheriff. I don’t know why you are doing this, but I am certainly going to follow my lawyer’s advice and say no more.”
“Your choice kid. Don’t ever say I didn’t make an attempt to help you. Once they strap you on that gurney and start the slow drip to hell, I hope you remember this conversation.”
“I would appreciate it if you would leave, sheriff.”
“With pleasure kid. With pleasure. See you in the lockup.”

 

 

Views of the Neighborhood – Random Pics

Today’s View of the Neighborhood is a collection of random photos taken while searching for something interesting to share. There are a couple of stories in these pictures, and I hope you enjoy them.

Views of the Neighborhood

Virginia’s by the Bay is one of the first restaurants to open after hurricane Harvey. Their sign says what a lot of people think.

The other side of their sign also says what a lot of Port Aransas people think.

Port Aransas lost all of the firetrucks and EMT equipment. Here is a photo of The Cleburne Texas truck doing duty in Port A.

Here is a truck from Abilene, Texas which is in the center of the state.

And the Fire Chief from Wichita Falls, Texas which is up near Oklahoma

This next series of photos are of boats that ended up as far away from water as possible. This one landed in a scrub pine outcropping.

Here is one in a shopping center.

Another boat is in the parking lot of a shopping center.

This one ended up at the end of a canal.

Signs are another interesting part of the Port Aransas scene. This one is simple and tells you the IGA is open.

A kind offer by the local Chiropractor. Most of the signs in Port A are handmade.

Here is an exception. The Pepsi company put some of these signs where Pepsi is sold.

Here is a sign I love. This sign pointed the way to the National Guard position where you could get Ice, water, and food. When you have none of these things, this sign was a welcome sight indeed. It is on its back because it is no longer needed.

While taking pictures I came upon my barber Mike’s new location. He has set up shop in a storage unit. I’m glad I found him.

I hope you liked the walk around today. Next week there are several activities which I will document.

 

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

Hump Day

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we had an interesting exchange between Lucas and his lawyer Jason McDonnell. We got Lucas’ account of what happened to his sister and the lawyer’s opinion that Lucas should hire a private detective. Let’s go back because I see the lawyer has left Lucas’ room and headed straight for his office. We should try to be quiet since I see he is on the phone. We will only be able to hear one side of the conversation.

“So here’s the deal. My client has not been accused of anything yet, but there is a lot of speculation that he might have killed his sister and parents.”

“Um hum. That’s right. I don’t believe he did any of it.”

“I agree. There needs to be a way of finding out who killed them. If it was my client then I can deal with that. If it was someone else then I need to clear his name.”

“No, you don’t need to know why I am interested in the case. Let’s just say my client has a fairly rich benefactor who believes him innocent.”

“Well, you don’t have to go there. I’m counting on you to give me the same friends and family rate.”

“Yeah, I know you have a ton of clients but you and I go way back and you’ll do this one.”

“I thought you would see my point. Okay so here’s what I need you to do. I need a complete work-up on the Sheriff here. His name is Seth Gibson. For some reason, he is very interested in this case and it really is none of his business. What. Yeah, I’ll slow down. His name is Seth Gibson. Got that?”

“Okay. The other person I want you to check out is a pharmacist in Kenosha. I’ll have to get his name. I only heard he was involved but didn’t have time to find out who he was.”

“The final one is Alice Weston. She used to be married to Seth Gibson. She has been very interested in my client and I want to find out why a cougar would chase him other than the obvious reason.”

“I understand. I’ll send you an e-mail with all the addresses. There is no real rush but I will need some preliminary information to know how to proceed. While you are looking into the folks we mentioned, check out the circumstances of the murder of two people named Saveride. They lived in Kenosha. Also, see what you can dig up on my client’s sister. Her name is Trish Saveride.

“Yes, she lived in Kenosha. Alright then. I’ll talk to you later.”

 

Top Ten Things Not to Say as an Excuse

Excuses

 

The inspiration for this list has been my exposure to a number of excuses as to why things have not been fixed. Even worse were the excuses for not showing up.

 

10 If you need an excuse for not showing up, do not say “I got too busy.” If you do at best you won’t be invited back. At worst, you will have convinced your customer that they are last in your priority scheme. (Sooner or later you will run out of customers, Bardot.)

9 If you need an excuse for missing a birthday, Do not say, “You never age in my eyes.” If you do, at best your birthday will be payback. At worst, you’ll have a long time until forgiveness. (How’s that dog house in the winter, Bastian?)

8 If you need an excuse for being late for work, do not say, “Traffic was heavy today.” If you do, at best the boss will wonder why your co-works all made it on time. At worst, you’ll open yourself to the suggestion that you car pool with Tiny the WWF champ who like to eat garlic sandwiches for breakfast. (That gas mask just doesn’t help does it, Bennet?)

7 If you need an excuse for not buying Girl Scout cookies, do not say,” I just bought some at work.” If you do and have not, at best you’ll be found out. At worst, the scout you turned down will miss her quota by one box and will be shamed into a life of crime. (Okay maybe a little dramatic, Bertie but think of the hurt feelings.)

6 If you need an excuse for avoiding inviting the boss for dinner, do not say, “We have black mold at our house.” If you do, at best you’ll be eating your lunch alone. At worst, your boss will insist on a decontamination procedure that will leave you hairless. (Don’t worry Brandon, most of the hair will grow back over time. Sorry about that patch up front.)

5 If you need an excuse  for a dented rental car, do not say, “I have no idea how that got there.” If you do, at best you’ll be ignored. At worst, your insurance company will add an increment to your premium reflecting stupidity. (Should have just admitted someone hit the car huh, Brock?)

4 If you need an excuse when caught re-gifting to the person who gifted you in the first place, do not say, “I loved this and you so much I wanted you to have it back.” If you do, at best your pants will catch on fire. At worst, your ex friend will most likely throw the item at you. (You are glad it wasn’t that bar bell set you were going to palm off on him, right Bartlett?)

3 If you need an excuse when pulled over by the police for speeding, do not say, “I’ll bet you want to remind me about the policeman’s ball.” If you do, at best the officer won’t hear you. At worst, your words could be understood as offering a bribe. (Those cuffs behind the back are uncomfortable aren’t they, Barty?)

2 If you need an excuse for coming home at two o’clock in the morning smelling like a brewery do not say, “I was working late.” If you do, at best all conversation will stop until the morning. At worst, the morning conversation will be accompanied by the headache and upset stomach commonly associated with a hangover. (Why didn’t you just admit you partied too much, Buford?)

1 If you need an excuse for avoiding a visit to the in-laws do not say, “I have to work.” If you do, at best you’ll be ignored. At worst, since it is Sunday you’ll be caught in a fib which will take on increasingly larger proportions as the day gets longer. (How will you ever work out of this one, Belvin?)

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Save/Safe”

 

Stream of Consciousness

Save the whales, it is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again. This weeks prompt is Save/Safe and Linda Hill’s stand-in Joey says we can use the words any way we want. If we start or end the post with one or the other, then there are bonus points to be had. I’m all over bonus points hence the weird start. If you would like to get on board with this, please visit Linda’s blog post and read how. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2017/10/06/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-617/

Save/Safe by John W. Howell © 2017

“Save me the humor. Just answer the question.”

“Could you repeat the question, please?”

“Is it safe?”

“Okay, I may be missing something but is what safe?”

“I  had hoped you would be able to tell me.”

“Now this is sounding like a movie. Are you a dentist?”

“No. I’m not a dentist. I need to know if the package is safe.”

“What package are you talking about.”

“Save the act for Hollywood. You know very well what package.”

“If I know very well how come I can’t tell you?”

“Maybe a little convincing is necessary.”

“Now you save me the dramatics. you going to torture me?”

“Oh please. I’m going to show you a picture of you and the package.”

“Let’s see it. Yeah, that does look like me.”

“What is under your arm?”

“Looks like a package.”

“Ah ha. Exactly. Where is the package now?”

“You are kidding right?”

“We don’t kid. Now, where is it?”

“In my car.”

“Your car? How did it get into your car?”

“I put it there before you grabbed me off the street.”

“Funny I should have noticed that.”

“I would say. Now you’ve made a mess.”

“Mess? What mess.”

“Illegal detention.”

“Oh that. We are all gentlemen here. We can let bygones be bygones.”

“If you let me go we can. Why do you want that package anyway?”

“It is a matter of national security.”

“My laundry is a matter of national security?”

“Laundry?”

“Yes, that’s what was in the package.”

“Mr. Young I can assure you we have it on good authority you are transporting government secrets.”

“My name is Horowitz.”

“Oh, my. Horowitz, you say?”

“Yes. I demand you let me go.”

“Is it safe?”

Friday John Ku – AKA – TGIF

TGIF

 

It is Friday again and we are about eight hours until Saturday Eve. It has been a busy week for me. Launched Circumstances of Childhood on Sunday and have been thanking all the wonderful folks who have been posting the news. I have received four five-star reviews so far and I have to say my nerves have calmed a bit. As I stated in the introductory material , this book was a result of letting go and writing a story that I wanted to tell.  So far so good. I’m in the Family Life genre and did not expect to reach the top 100. I have not been disappointed in that arena. I don’t know why I keep placing my books in the busy genres. I guess a top 100 rating would give me a heart attack.

I hope you week went well and wish you a wonderful weekend. Today’s John Ku talks about expectation. I hope you like it.

Expectation by John W. Howell © 2107

A foundation built,

To evaluate progress. . .

Keep the scale in check.

Little Personal – Rain Today

Stella

“Hey, John”

“Yes, Stella.”

“I think you better check on the canines. I hear rumbles in the hold.”

“The hold?”

“Downstairs. You sure miss the humor sometimes.”

Lucy

“Lucy, Stella tells me there is grumbling in the hold.”

“The hold, Boss? What does that mean?”

“Stella humor. Now, what’s up?”

“We were going to go for a walk, and here we sit.”

Lucy

“Tell him, Bailey.”

Bailey

“Yeah, Pops. We were ready then Mom says wait.”

“Do you two see the rainbow?”

“Uh, I guess it must be raining huh, boss?

“That’s right. Your mom doesn’t want you to get wet.

“Hey mom, Thanks for keeping us out of the rain.”

“You’re welcome Lucy.”

“Hey, Lucy. Come on the sun is out.”

“Coming, Bailey.”

“Ah, now you’re talking.”

“You’ve said it, Bailey. This is super.”

“Wait. Is that Peggy?”

Heron

“I don’t think so. Looks like a new Heron in town.”

Lucy

“Just as well. I have a few crabs to catch. Why don’t we name the new bird Meg?”

“Good idea Lucy. Meg, it is.”

Stella

“I see you are back and the canines are still with us.”

“Of course, Stella. They are a part of the family.”

“Okay, John. I really didn’t expect you to give them the slip. When’s lunch? By the way don’t you have some writing to do?”

“I do Stella. I do.”