Experiment In Word

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Over weekend I took a look at the new WordPress editor and I pretty much hated it.

It seems like I’m doing a lot of pointing and clicking to do get my articles and stories and poems up- and though I like to use pictures and quotes and fun things like youtube clips it’s not what my blog hinges on. So it’s like I have all this junk I have to dig through to get to where I want to be.

You can make things look sexy- like the way you can display pictures. But it all seems like the goal is to get the Facebooky feel.

I guess I’ll get used to it, but I’m not in love with it.

On The Nose

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Sense of Smelling



Their sense of smell is unsurpassed

in the animal kingdom.

Good thing they aren’t for real-right?

So let’s be real quiet and sneak by these guys ( they are real and they live in the dark and I’m guessing they do have a great sense of smell )and I’ll give you some examples of monsters with an uncanny sense of smell.

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The Werewolf:

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From New Orleans  Voodoo Museum– these guys:

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And there you have it…I hope you enjoyed this post because I did have a lot of fun taking these pictures.


Four Heartbeats

Fandango’s Friday Flashback — May 22

Last May at this time I was headed to Wisconsin by train and my posts during that time were mostly just pictures- so I went to October 22  instead because October is my favorite month and I figured I would find something tasty and I did.

Here is ” Four Heartbeats “



I can hear it breathing
I can hear it moving around in it’s nest
it is restless,

it is thirsty

and it is so dark tonight


I don’t care, I must escape!


The window is only four heartbeats from where I am hiding right now
and anything- absolutely anything is better then being trapped
so close to that thing whose face is covered in streams of yellow and green mucus and the remains of it last unfortunate meal.


It smells like a sewer where legions of rats have lived and died, have I mentioned that?


It’s above my head, close enough for me to reach up and touch, worse I am close enough to hear the sweat dripping from it’s pores.
Stay quiet, stay still says the small voice in my head-that voice is my last shred of sanity. I should listen to it.


I don’t care if it touches me, if it gets close enough for me to smell it
I want out of here.
Four heartbeats and I’m free.


I slide, I crawl I cower and then…

” Mommy!” the hideous monster above me screams

I want a drink of water! PLEASE I just want a drink of water!” it screeches again.

“Mommy…I’m so thirsty! I’m dying ’cause I’m so THIRSTY.”


” If only.” I sob. “If only.”


I Slither back under the bed and I let my tail stroke my cheek. I hold my horns for comfort. I pray to my Dark Lord for strength and just a little courage and I wait for that creature called Lindy to fall asleep and I try to hold my breath for a little while longer.


Please let it close it’s eyes and it’s foul smelling mouth
it has to fall asleep soon-
doesn’t it?

Wake Up, It’s Sunset

Light Motifs II-Thursday Inspiration 57-SUNSET

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” Is anyone up there?  It’s sunset! ”
Someone howled from beneath my feet.

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“Be with you in a sec. ” I answered with a growl

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and with a voice full of darkness

I said  to the voice beneath my feet

” It’s going to be killer to see you.”

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I looked up into the Sunset

I looked down

into the Earth

and then I started to dig.


Tired of Singing The Blues

Ragtag Daily Prompt Thursday: The Blues

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My son Nico gave me an Gift Card for Mother’s Day and normally I use those to add to my Gargoyle collection. I do have a neat collection thanks to Nico.

But this year I decided to change it up a bit.

I decided to start working out at home – because unlike some states our Governor isn’t insane and he didn’t open up gyms. Not that I’d go to one, but my point is I know I have to do something because I feel like I am in a rut.

A big, giant rut.

And then it came to me.

In the past I used to work out to Richard Simmons Sweatin’  collection and yes they did work and I did get fit and  yes I did have fun. I still have my DVD collection, but Richard has done a lot more since the Sweatin’ Days so I used my Gift Card to buy some of the more recent work out dvd’s and I only had to buy one accessory  and all of it will be here in June.


I am hoping that some exercise helps my wonky knee and I’m hoping it helps my attitude because both are in need of some work. Besides, it would be nice to have some fun while I’m getting fit as opposed to getting fit before I show up in a Yoga Class or whatever it is the all of the kids are doing nowadays.

The long and short of it is, the Coronavirus is here to stay and I need a boost so that I don’t feel so worn down by it all and that when I’m feeling the Blues music is involved

I think that this might be a step in the right direction.

Richard Simmons Youtube Channel HERE


PS I Hate Your Guts

Yesterday I was watching the news, and one of the health experts that was being interviewed suggested that when families from different households get together over the holidays that they eat before they get together and just enjoy the company- while wearing masks and maintaining social distancing- and of course people who are high risk should probably not be there.

You know, the holidays are going to be bust and I’ll probably skip it this year. Besides I am notorious for buying the wrong gifts and not cooking the right foods and always showing up on the scruffy side because I manage to not wear the right thing too.

I am tired of this stupid life and this stupid world and I am tired of idiots screeching for their ‘freedoms’ and I am tired of encouraging people who are doing the right things.

I  hate this life we have with abandon- for some reason my enthusiasm for that has not waivered.

RDP Wednesday – FATIGUE