It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again. This week’s prompt is, “view.” Linda Hill authorized the use of view anyway we want. If you would like to visit her blog and try and figure out what is going on you can visit her post https://lindaghill.com/2016/09/09/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-1016/https://lindaghill.com/2016/09/09/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-1016/.

View by John W. Howell © 2016

“Hey down in front.”

“You talkin’ to me.”

“Yeah I’m talkin’ to you. Sit down.”

“I hope you can back that with a little more than words.”

“Yeah I can. Either you sit down, or I’ll sit you down. You are blocking my view.”

“Your view? Who died and made you king.”

“A couple more comments and you be taking your meals through  a straw.”

“Yeah, yeah. It sounds like you need a lesson. Come on up and we’ll have us a ball.”

“You and what army are going to make me come up there?”

“Don’t need an army. Just little ole me. By the way get me water from the kitchen.”

“Why do you always make an issue out of watching a football game?”

“Makes it more like we are at the stadium.”

“If I get the water will you sit down?”

“Of course I will dear.”

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and we have a new logo. John Holton is the genius behind its design. This week’s prompt is “cash” and Linda Hill says we can use it as a noun, verb or anything we want. If you would like to learn more here is a link into the Twilight Zone where you’ll certainly be on your own.https://lindaghill.com/2016/08/12/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-august-1316/

Cash by John W. Howell © 2016

“Hello, I’m Johnny Cash.”

“No, you’re not. You don’t even look like Johnny Cash.”

“I really would like to be Johnny Cash, though.”

“Well, that black outfit sure gives the illusion.”

“Yeah, too bad I can play the guitar.”

“You don’t need to do that. There a plenty of guitar players. All you have to do is sing.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that either. Listen. ‘I hold out for the tie that binds, I walk the line”‘

“You are certainly right about the non-singing part. Maybe if you just stood in the dark with that black hat and outfit, someone may think you are Johnny Cash.”

“You think so?”

“No. Had you going there didn’t I.”

“Okay, so I’m no Johnny Cash. Who can I be then?”

“Why don’t you try yourself?”

“How would I earn money that way.”

“Ever think of working?”

“Uh. There’s that word again. Why does everyone think I should work?”

“I think most of us are tired of handing you cash when you beg.”

“Beg? I don’t beg. By the way, you wouldn’t have a couple of bucks you could lend me do ya?”

“No.”

“Aw, come on. I have not eaten in days, and I just need a little food so I can go job hunting.”

“You’re begging.”

“Seriously? No, I’m not. I’m just giving you the rationale for handing me some coin so I can cash it in on a burger.”

“Then what?”

“Then what what?”

“After the burger then what?”

“I’ll see if the burger joint is hiring.”

“Right. I can see you doing that after your burger. You’ll take a nap is what you’ll do.”

“How do you know?”

“How many burgers have I funded.”

“Oh, maybe a few.”

“Like hundreds and after each one you have a nap on the bench.”

“You know what?”

“What?”

“You’re right. I need to get a grip. Don’t give me the burger cash.”

“What? wait. Here take the money.”

“No, I need to take charge.”

“Please take the money.”

“Well, I hate to see a person beg. Okay. Thanks.”

“You’re good you know that right?”

“I know.”

It is Stream of Consciousness time again. This week’s prompt is “Art.” Linda Hill says we can use the word as it is or as a name. She also say’s we don’t have to draw. That is a big load off my mind since drawing is something I don’t do. If you would like to participate here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2016/07/29/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-july-3016/

Art by John W. Howell © 2016

“Art?”

“Yes, my man. What cam I do for you?”

“Huh? I was just wondering if this mess on canvas was art.”

“Oh, I thought you were asking me a question.”

“I don’t know you. My name’s Art.”

“Can you believe it. My name’s Art too.”

“Go on. What’s the chance of that?”

“Now what were you saying about the mess on canvas?”

“Well, I was wondering if these blobs of paint could be considered art.”

“I think we should ask the artist?”

“Do you know who did this atrocity?”

“I know the artist, yes.”

“Well, maybe we could ask if they consider this art.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, we should ask?”

“No yes. It is art.”

“How do you know?”

“I’m Art, the artist.”

“Oops. I didn’t mean this mess was a mess.”

“No? What did you mean?”

“I guess I don’t like it very much.”

“You’ve made that clear.”

“Aren’t you mad?”

“Not really. You see this canvas was on the floor of my studio. My agent came in and the next thing I knew it was on the wall here in the gallery.”

“So you didn’t paint it?”

“No, I sorta slopped it.”

“What a relief. I enjoy your other works, and this was out of synch.”

“Well, They say art is in the eye of the beholder.”

“Is this for sale?”

“Yup.”

“How much?”

“Fifty Thousand.”

“You’re kidding?”

“All the way to the bank Art.”