Posted for the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Frisky.
October 27, 2025
August 26, 2025
RDP – Home Movies
I have boxes of old home movies that my dad took. He was nicknamed “Camera Man” because he always had some kind of camera with him for every family gathering. When he passed on, I inherited all the old 8mm, Super 8mm, slides, photos, and video tapes that he took.
This post was prompted by the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
May 24, 2025
SoCS – Allison’s Hope
A few days after Allison had received the package with the communication’s device that had a recording claiming Jenna was still alive, Allison found herself reminiscing about that time that she and Jenna had split up.
It was her fault, really. She had offended Jenna. Allison stated that Jenna’s cultural leanings were silly. Why would any culture put more emphasis on one’s profession, than on one’s life’s experiences or attitude, or any other aspect.
Jenna disagreed. She felt that her profession, her chosen career, was who she was. She stared at Allison in disbelief as Allison defended her position that personality, actions, and belief systems defined a person, not their profession. When Allison stated that a profession was just a small aspect of one’s life, Jenna shook her head and walked out.
Allison left a message for Jenna, apologizing. She liked Jenna. She knew she blew it with Jenna, but, at the very least, she didn’t want Jenna feeling hurt or angry.
Allison was pleasantly surprised, and a little relieved, when Jenna contacted her. They agreed to meet over a cup of coffee. Three hours later, they had returned to Allison’s apartment. That night, Allison and Jenna began a relationship that spanned several years.
. . .
Allison wondered whether Jenna missed her as much as she missed Jenna. Jenna had left on her mission to explore out-lying planets two years, three months, and 4 days ago. To Allison, it was feeling like a lifetime ago. For the past few months, she had no hope of seeing Jenna, again. Now, with the message from some stranger, she had an inkling of hope that they may be reunited.
Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday (that time), with inspiration from Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (cultural), and the Ragtag Daily Prompt (split). This is a side story in the Floundering About on a New Planet on-going saga. Allison was introduced on March 19, 2024 from a Fandango Story Starter.
To read any of the past sections of the Floundering About on a New Planet saga, click on Floundering Story under Tags.
May 5, 2025
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Boulder
This is one of many boulders found around Lake Tahoe.
The following image is one of several boulders used to tell of a historic site and/or event in Northern Nevada. It is also an Earth Cache which I located on Earth Caching Day in 2012. This particular cache holds a special memory for me, as this was one of the few times I was able to get out and about while fighting cancer.
These images are posted for the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
May 1, 2025
May Day, Mayday
Sharon reluctantly realized that the only way to salvage her relationship with Arthur would be to agree with his assessment that everything was fine. Despite the water creeping over the edge of the boat, she would have to follow his instructions, and head below deck to take a nap.
She looked between Arthur and the floor of the boat. She felt the water splashing against her toes. She loved Arthur. No, she had loved Arthur, or loved the idea of being in love with Arthur. It was dawning on her that being in love with the idea of love was dangerous. As dangerous as the sinking boat that she was standing in.
She chuckled. Arthur demanded to know what she found so funny. She smiled at him and headed toward the door that would take her down below. She knew he was watching her, as she turned direction. She found the small life raft and was glad to see a marine radio alongside some rations. She lowered the raft and quickly jumped into it. She could hear Arthur yelling to her to stop.
She pushed the raft away from the boat. Sharon turned the knob on the radio to activate the radio. “Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. This is an emergency. Our boat is sinking. I am on a raft at these coordinates. My boat mate would not join me and is going down with the boat.”
Years later, Sharon will always remember May 1st as the day she escaped a sinking relationship.
This is posted in response to Fandango’s Story Starter #198, with inspiration from Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, and the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
March 1, 2025
Rocky and the Mouse
I used to watch The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show, when I was younger. I, also, used to watch The Mickey Mouse Show, and many other cartoons of that time period.
To be honest, I was an outlier and preferred The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show. There was something subversive about that half-hour. Russian spies working with a dictator/boss and Fractured Fairy Tales were just so much fun, even though I’m sure some of the jokes went over my head in my early childhood. In fact, I know some of the jokes went over my head because my dad would laugh hysterically at things and I wasn’t sure why; but I was determined to find out.
Don’t get me wrong. I did like The Mickey Mouse Show. I had my ears and was a card-carrying Mickey Mouse Club member. Who knows? Maybe I still have my card somewhere stored in a box. I know I still have my Soupy Sales and my Big Boy Club cards from when I was a kid.
Inspired by Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
February 25, 2025
What is a Masterpiece Anyway?
This may not be a masterpiece, but it is one of my favorite paintings. I finished this in 2020. The painting was donated for an auction, which several people bid on.
Posted for the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
February 22, 2025
SoCS — In Person
It is late and I am too tired to meet up with anyone in person.
Tomorrow I will be with friends, in person, to do our weekly movie and television binge. On schedule is Ant Man, Captain America: Civil War, and a few more episodes of the anime – Black Butler. In addition, we will share stories, thoughts, and several types of munchies.
Posted for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
February 15, 2025
SoCS – A Stickler with an Audience Peering at My Scars
I have been known to be quite the stickler for details and for grammar. I still bear the scars from the people who admonished me for pointing out their grammar errors. I am no longer as outspoken, but I still cringe when I run into a grammar error in any book that I am reading. I have had to quit reading a few books, articles, and posts because the grammar was so egregious. Heck, I cringe whenever I re-read something I posted and see the errors that I missed.
In a way, it’s like I have an audience inside my head, cringing and heckling and booing and, on occasion, applauding things I’m writing or reading. And, yes, that is as annoying as it sounds.
I am aware that being such a stickler is a bit compulsive. I am okay with that, as well as all the other things that I can be compulsive about. Maybe I’ll bare my soul in some future post about some of that compulsive nature.
Posted for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciouness Saturday, Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, and the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
February 5, 2025
One-Liner Wednesday
The thing is that as you grow through life, the pursuit of art and the pursuit of new ideas, all these things keeps your mind elastic. [Patti Smith]
Posted for Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. Inspired by the Ragtag Daily Prompt.
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