This morning's prompt is 'mangrove'.
Stuff!
Friday, April 26, 2024
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Monday, April 22, 2024
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Friday, April 19, 2024
This morning's prompt is 'students'. I really need to redo...
So I blurted out I need to be cremated, to make sure I don't come back as a zombie... I don't really think that and I have maintained I want that because when I'm dead, I'll be dead for a long time, unless I get recycled! 8-P
Write something, you fool! Your birthday is next week, you owe yourself a finished story.
Thursday, April 18, 2024
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
My space adventure birthday game has aliens, because of course it does.
There's a 21% chance that the setting is limited to the solar system, 69%, so this is beyond the solar system.
Since it's beyond the solar system proper, is it in the Kuiper Belt or Oort Cloud? 26% chance, 6%, so it is!
47% chance it's in the Pluto system; 27%, it is!
How far in to the future?
11*61 = 610 + 61 + 2024 = 671 + 2024 = 2695
Six and a half centuries is an awfully long time. Pluto et al will have long been settled. Things in the inner solar system will have been getting a little strange, I imagine...
Tuesday, April 16, 2024
Monday, April 15, 2024
This morning's prompt is 'jaybird', or blue jay
My jaybird/blue jay kinda looks like a road runner.
***
"Jaybird," Tom said, low and excited, and pointed.
"I saw him already," his mother Carol responded, and played at reaching for her sling.
"Please."
The mother and son looked away from each other and the give and take of playful competition, they were the best shots, to Ben.
"Let's leave the little guy alone. He isn't enough meat, anyway."
"Sure, Ben," said Tom, sharing another look with his mom.
Sunday, April 14, 2024
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Friday, April 12, 2024
Thursday, April 11, 2024
Sinusoidal world map
I'm making a world map... The World starts as a quad subdivided into a pair of triangles which will be subdivided into four daughter triangles at midpoints which are the average plus a little jitter up or down.
This morning's prompt is 'pickle'.
Pickles of all kinds, were a welcome find, but "you cannot live by pickles alone," Brenda pronounced one morning, then cut loose with an eye tearing fart. Ben was both impressed, along with Tom, and appalled, along with Carol his mother, but they all laughed. Pickles, pickled eggs and pig's feet (it ate, if you were hungry enough) and kimchee, oh my!
"We need to make vinegar along with gun powder and alcohol, source salt, potassium or potash, really, salt peter, a million things," Tom informed Ben one evening. Brenda had a concert, Ben mused, and shared a smile with Carol. She was already in Brenda's camp, and Ben was Team Brenda all the way...
Except.
Except, to be honest, he was still a little apathetic. He would take what came. It hurt less than all this business of planning and hoping
Wednesday, April 10, 2024
Tuesday, April 9, 2024
World Map
I'm making a world map... The World starts as a quad subdivided into a pair of triangles which will be subdivided into four daughter triangles at midpoints which are the average plus a little jitter up or down.
Monday, April 8, 2024
diamond
I'm making a world map... The World starts as a quad subdivided into a pair of triangles which will be subdivided into four daughter triangles at midpoints which are the average plus a little jitter up or down.
It's a seven hour drive to Ashtabula Ohio, which is where I would have liked to have gone to see the eclipse, which would have put me at 4 pm this afternoon...
This morning's prompt is 'mole rat'.
Cute...
BTW, I found my coccyx last night after over half a century of not being well acquainted with my tail bone. I was struggling to climb onto the rider mower and came down hard, not into seat but not the hard plastic corner of the mower body. No tears but I wailed and moaned for about ten seconds I wasn't concerned with anything else...
In related news I managed to swap out the old battery for the new one which my brother Cliff got us. Got the rusty bolt off, fished around for the washer which fell on the floor of the garage, made the connections and charged it, got it running, restarted after it cut out when I engaged the blades, it was quite the production. Thanks Cliff!
***
"The rats are getting bolder," Brenda said quietly to Ben alone.
"It's their world now."
"I refuse to accept that."
"And I love you for it- what?"
"You said..."
"Oh." Ben smiled. "I guess that just slipped out."
"Did you mean it? I mean..."
"Yeah. I did. I do."
Ben reached out, just a little uncertainly and Brenda grabbed his hand. She turned her head away and wiped her eyes with the other hand.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine."
***
Tom saw his mother smiling and asked, "What is it?"
"A public display of affection," Carol said, looking down at her mending. Tom pointedly didn't turn to look. He could do it for himself, mostly, but he wasn't good at it and this patch she was working an x-wing into it, because she was a star wars fan and a little embroidery was good for the soul.
"Satisfied?"
"Fairly. I'm happy for them."
Tom rolled his eyes. "Yeah, me too. Maybe they'll be less annoying about it all, now?"
"I wouldn't hold my breath."
Carol
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