dailyprompt
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Apparently I have got my posts mixed up again, this one should have been posted yesterday. However seeing as TV, hocus-pocus, and superstition are indistinguishable, I’ve put yesterdays on today. Besides today is Friday the 13th. I don’t believe in superstition, walking under a black cat, seeing a ladder cross my path, or even 2… Read more
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I don’t watch much TV, old Star Trek episodes, news, the odd antiques show. Movies occasionally, as long as they are none violent. I am often called a snob for not liking most TV programs, I find them cheap, moronic, and debased. Imagine, an alien from some civilised planet, a planet whose inhabitants are not… Read more
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Title inspired by Bod Dylan’s “ I Contain Multitudes” I’m growing weary, now, I make great sacrifices to try and put something new on my blog everyday. With these sacrifices I make I hope to make a little difference in the way people think about the world, and maybe raise a smile on the way.… Read more
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I don’t plan on living to be one hundred years old, I would feel really sorry for our poor government if they had to keep paying my pension for that long. After all they have all the wealthy to look after, and I did only pay into my pension 46 years. I had good fun… Read more
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To me big clothes shops have something of the night about them, drawing people into a habit like the opium dens of old. I ask you, next time you are in one of these cathedrals to greed, just stand and look around you, ask yourself the question, “Why do we need all this stuff?” The… Read more
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I don’t have a middle name, but I do have a name for my middle. The Name of My Middle. My head is called head, my neck is called neckI’ll tell you the names, but you cannot inspectThe things that hold on my arms are called shouldersThe frayed things on their ends coffee cup holdersBut… Read more
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Not really a new thing, just a reminder I’M NO GOOD WITH TECH. I wanted to send an e-mail to our local radio station about my new book I got myself into a proper tangle. I also got myself into tangle with my posts, so you will just have to manage with something that doesn’t… Read more
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”Foaming at the mouth he began to make his midnight creep” A line from Bob Dylan’s “The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest” From the album “John Wesley Harding” I hate being asked, what is the question I hate being asked. Another thing I hate being asked, is “What kind of lunatic comes up… Read more
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Am I a failure, or a success? Honest answer, I don’t know. My little book has been out there for nearly two weeks now, as with my blog despite many pleas I have had little feedback, which as a creative person is very disappointing. However, yesterday I took ten copies of the book to a… Read more
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I don’t consider myself, clever enough, skilled enough or lucky enough (As is the case with most autobiographers) for me to think people would want to read about me. The first line then maybe should read “If you are reading this, get a life”. I would much sooner write about others, mostly bringing to light… Read more
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