Monthly Archives:August 2012

Twilight of the Gods

August 31st, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Moosin Around, words / 1 Comment »

Devon sat with DeeDee on a bench in Misty Park. Spooning is what their great grandparents called it. Gettin’ a lil sumpin-sumpin is what the kids called it.

As he nuzzled her neck Devon whispered, “They call this the twilight of the Gods. Do you know why?”

DeeDee shivered in delight as Devon found the right spot. Her breath came in gasps and she could barely ask, “why?”

“Because only the Gods could create such beauty at this time of the night; could create beauty in you. You are perfect. We are perfect together.”

DeeDee breathed her last in rapture.
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Lance’s 100 Word challenge this week is using the song Monkey Wash, Donkey Rinse by Warren Zevon. The above is my take from one of the lines that jumped out at me.

Your turn.

Penguins

August 31st, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Moosin Around, trifecta, words / 14 Comments »

In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about nuns: penguins scare me.
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Trifextra challenge: Robert Frost one said, “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.” We want you to do the same. Sum up anything you want, but do it in three words. Your response should mirror Frost’s quote by beginning, “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about–.” And the last four words are yours to choose. I attended 12 years of catholic school – Sisters of Mercy? not so much.

🙂 I have one of these on my desk at work – thanks to staff members. 🙂

VV Road Trip

August 31st, 2012 / Categories: Family, I wanna go home!, Moose Nuggets, Velvet Verbosity, words / 4 Comments »

Ready, Mama?

I’m ready, Sonny. How ‘bout you, boy? You ready for the road trip?

Sure, Mama. Let me get your valise.

Don’t forget the picnic basket, Sonny. You know we get fainty when travelin’. Careful. Don’t break the pickle jar.

I’ll be careful, Mama. Mind your step, now. Step here on the running board. I’ll help you up.

Where’s my hanky? It’s hot today. Sad we had to come home to bury Uncle Samson, but good to see ever’one.

How much longer, Sonny? Are we near there yet?

Soon, Mama, soon. Set yourself back now and enjoy the ride.
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VV’s 100 word challenge this week was “Road Trip.” I like it so much that I not only wrote this piece, but chose to write haiku with Lou using the same phrase. Two different stories, though.

I love to just pick up and head out the door for a road trip. When I had my motorcycle it would take me 72 miles to get to work . . . 4 miles away. (I sometimes ended up 100 plus miles away from home and had to call family to let them know I was okay. Trust me – I was OK!)

These are my 100 words – where are yours?

Road trippin haiku

August 30th, 2012 / Categories: Alaska, haiku, I wanna go home!, inspiration, words, WOW! / 3 Comments »


Road trip! That’s what she
Said and we buckled up quick
Driving with Mama

Time for Friday Haiku with Lou. Join us, won’t you? Another challenge this week is Road Trip so it was on my mind. That one will come in time, too. Daughter, Lessa, and I love to road trip.



Stranger Danger

August 25th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, words / 5 Comments »

Harold went to his non-descript desk job everyday for 20 years. His routine never varied.

The police showed up on a sunny April day and took Harold away in cuffs. His neighbors decried the arrest. They went to court to testify on his behalf.

They were shocked when they discovered the stranger living in the house – in the body of Harold – was the one who had been drugging and killing women for years. “Prostitutes” he would say with scorn. “Humans” the system repeated back to him.

Harold entered his cell, looking neither right nor left, for the next 20 years.
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Lance and LeeRoy challenged us with Stranger from Billy Joel. I wonder if any of us truly knows the strangers around us . . . or the stranger within us?

These are my 100 words . . . where are yours?

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