Bored To Death

RDP SATURDAY: MAGICAL

Abra Cadabra

one, two, three

If I cast a spell and steal a soul

will my world come back to me?

 

Somebody stole it

and took it away

somebody buried it

in an unmarked grave

 

Abra Cadabra

one, two, three

people shouldn’t mess

with devils like me.

 

Abra Cadabra

one, two, three

I have busy hands and sharp little teeth

and I am full of empty spaces just waiting to be filled.

 

Yum.

Tired of Singing The Blues

Ragtag Daily Prompt Thursday: The Blues

Photo by Ann H on Pexels.com

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.

YAY.

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

 

It Wasn’t That Long Ago

RDP Monday: SURRENDER

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Last year at this time we were on a train heading out to Wisconsin to visit our  son and his family.

I remember being a little bored, impatient. I took a lot of pictures and played around with my camera. I did enjoyed the leisurely pace of traveling by rail,   but I did not enjoy the fact there was no WI-FI on the train and my laptop was not cooperating with my phone so I couldn’t use that to get on the net.

Oh well, I thought- plenty of time for  cruising the net later.

The scenery that chugged by my window was pretty and the trip itself was not without some excitement because the train hit someone who was crossing the tracks. I think that happened in Minnesota. I’ve seen what a train does to a human body and I was really glad I was sleeping when it happened and that there was nothing to see when the train started to move.

And then we finally we got to Wisconsin.

I also had a cold so I was out of sorts for most of my stay but I still enjoyed my visit.

We made plans for our next trip out- plane or train? Spring or Winter?

Oh well. Lots of time to figure that out we thought because we had all the time in the world- an entire year as a matter of fact!

But then March rolled up and the Coronavirus made itself at home and everything shut down.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I am still thinking about our next trip out-

there really is plenty of time to figure it all out.

No denying it, no getting around it may as well surrender myself to the idea.

I have a lot of time on my hands because all of the clocks have stopped moving and the days of the week don’t have names anymore.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Masks Off

Tuesday RDP: unmask

In “The Masque of the Red Death,” the poor are sacrificed to disease so the rich can keep their comfortable lives.

It’s only a story.

Isn’t it?

Photo A.M. Moscoso

“And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Masque of the Red Death

 

Start Early Krampus!

Dear Krampus

Why wait until Christmas to pay us a visit?

As you know, we are dealing with Covid-19 and some of us are acting responsibly.

Some of us were laid off from work but we aren’t reaching for guns and ropes and threating elected officials to let us get back to getting tattoos and facials and expecting restaurant staff to risk their lives to serve us food and coffee and cheesecake-OR ELSE.

We aren’t crowding to beaches because we might pick up a virus that could kill someone who lives next door to us, or someone in our family.

However some of us are doing ALL of those things- and like every spoiled brat you have ever stuffed into a sack people are doing these things because they don’t want to be told ” No” and the temper tantrums that are being thrown could be more serious then those in the past.

Given that you have a bumper crop of brats of all sizes and ages you might want to start early this year. I wouldn’t want you to get frazzled.

Sincerely Yours

AMM

RDP Sunday –FRAZZLED

The Obstinate Cat

Ragtag Daily Prompt Thursday: Abstract in Black and White

                           ( sort of )

Artist: Wassily Kandinsky

If I wanted to tell the story

about the world as it is in this moment

compared to the one I came from

and the one I am going to end up living in

a year or so from now,

I think I  would tell it in fragments

a smile there

a betrayal there

a nightmare that stayed with me long after I woke up and started my day.

 

Bad jokes, kind gestures, Mozart, Robert Johnson and Abba made my house a home

 walking my dog up hills, why are there so many half eaten hamburgers at the side of the road?

 

It’s not hard to be polite in line if you have to stand

six feet away from someone

now we can smirk or grimace because nobody can see the

lower half of your face or hear what you say under your breath.

 

Life was a completed puzzle that the obstinate cats of the world

shoved off the table

piece by piece

to the floor

but not before they ate that one piece that goes in the middle

that one piece that made it all make sense

That’s the story I would tell.

::: Below are some portraits by Wassily Kandinsky that I spent some time looking at before I wrote today’s piece:::

Artist: Wassily Kandinsky

Artist: Wassily Kandinsky

Artist: Wassily Kandinsky

The Kitchen In The Woods

RDP Wednesday – VISUAL

I remember

a small cool room at the back of the house

encased in smooth plaster walls turned beige with age.

Grainy yellow light filtered through a row of dusty windows.

Shelves lined with ceramic cannisters decorated with  labels of  grapes and apples rolling pins and sunflowers.

 Swollen tin cans entombed in darkness behind tall cupboard doors

 A light green cake plate waiting to be fed  sits upon a wobbly splintered wooden  table surrounded  by four worn out mismatched kitchen chairs

 Hanging from the wall, next to the black iron stove

a row of well sharpened, shiny  knives

twinkle like starlight on a clear cold winter night.

My Grandmother’s kitchen

in

her house in the woods.

Photo by Aphiwat chuangchoem on Pexels.com

Reality Plays At Normal

Ragtag Daily Prompt Thursday: Lifes Allusions

Societies New Normal:

Toilet Paper Hoarding.

My New Normal:

Hoarding Red Baron Mini Pizzas.

Societies New Normal:

Social Distancing.

My New Normal:

Pretending like I hate social distancing.

Societies New Normal:

Wearing Face Masks.

My New Normal:

Not having to fight he urge to wear a Plague mask anymore.

My new normal sort of mirrors the new normal around me but it’s funny because it feels like I’m only pretending that it’s ‘new’ to me.

That’s’ probably sad  but  I am happy  that at last I may at long last –

fit in.

Let’s Eat Cake

RDP Wednesday – ANNIVERSARY

Photo by Anna Tukhfatullina Food Photographer/Stylist on Pexels.com

I celebrate 2 weekly anniversaries now- one is the day ( Thursday, March 26th) I was deemed non-essential and the second is the anniversary of me going under ‘stay at home orders’ right after that.

Being deemed non-essential and being laid off from work really stung- especially because division of the company where I worked are still open, but I am so low on the totem pole it was ( what else can I think when I am tagged non-essential? )- buh -bye when the hammer came down.

That one stung.

When Thursday rolls around I know to keep myself busy doing stuff I am good at, things that make me feel valuable and essential- so I write, I read books that send me down the research rabbit hole and make me ask ‘why’ or ‘ I didn’t know that’ and I have to go looking for answers and I’m actually pretty good at finding them.

Friday then was the first day  I fell under stay at home orders.

I haven’t played around with that. I really do stay at home and I stay away from people in my neighborhood because of the rampant cheating I know that some of my neighbors do- and no they’re not going shopping or to necessary appointments.

How do I know? Lets just say that when people feel like they’re getting away with stuff they like to brag and they have ways of getting that info out there. Plus there’s this theory that if you have a barbeque in the back yard and only your family and friends that you see a lot of show up you won’t catch the Virus.

Anyway my anniversary of being told that Stay at Home started on Friday, March 27th.

So on Friday I celebrate a week of following stay at home orders by doing whatever I want- even if that means hanging out in my Hello Kitty Fleece wear all day and bingeing on pop tarts and NOT watching one second of the news.

So on Thursday is my no so fun anniversay-but then Friday rolls around right after it and I  jump into that one with gusto.

And maybe cake.

amm

 

From Before

RDP Tuesday: BAN

Remember what it was like before the Ban?

It really was a different world.

 

June 1, 2010

Abba Flash Mob-Swedish Medical Center, Seattle Washington USA

May, 2019

Seattle, Washington USA

Not really a Flash Mob video, but parts of it sort of are most important of all I love it;

Seattle, Washington USA

2012

We’re NASA and We Know It (Mars Curiosity) Satire