#SoCS for 8/4/18 ~ Call

Woo hoo! Time once again to let my freak flag fly!  Oh my!  I can hear you gasping. Freak is completely un-PC.  And just Wednesday I called myself crazy.  But the good kind of crazy.  Webster’s 2nd definition which is extremely enthusiastic!! 

Now wait a darn minute.  Freak is not a bad word.  In the case of freak, I cite Webster’s 3rd definition.

3. a person who is obsessed with or unusually enthusiastic about a specified interest

Synonyms include enthusiast or devotee.  Those are good words.  And wait another darn minute.  How did words become good or bad?

I am so derailed.  Back to our purpose #SoCS.  The wonderful all knowing Linda says:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “call.” Use the word “call” or any word that contains those letters in that order. Have fun!



Think, think, and think.

And all I got is Call Me Maybe.


Get out of my head.  Out damn thought.  Music/lyrics usually heal me but this Call Me Maybe song … uh no.  And no offense to any Carly Rae fans.  To each his/her own.

Think, think, and think.  Call?

Communication method 

A connection by voice

Losing popularity 

Lost art of conversation

Deep man.  But true.  No one calls each other any more. I tell ya, TEXT will be looked back on as the bane of our existence.  The Queen, Drama has spoken.  Can you hear me now?  A cell phone commercial tag line that made the circuit.  Lol!

I have no idea where my flow is going but I am in a reminiscing mood.  I looked through my Class of ’83 memories book last night.  For some weird (here we go again PC police) reason I have a graffiti page where I wrote a bunch of sayings of the day.  Along with the ever famous “You ain’t got no friends cuz your momma dresses you funny”

we had “Crusin’ the boat” and “Alice in Porno Land” which had to be a nod to our Senior play that I wrote about here..

and “I didn’t tell ya?” to which if you were smart you’d reply “I didn’t effin ask ” before the person who asked “I didn’t tell you?” replied to your what? with “nunya” as in none of your effin business.

Burn – oh wait that’s the 70s, this was the 80s.

Any Who, among the graffiti I found “She’s to lazy to talk”  referring to a friend who never called any of us.  Even back then we had people who for whatever reason did not like to make phone calls.  I was not one of them.

I would get on my rotary dial phone and walk down the hallway to my bedroom for some privacy.  We had the extra long cord but it barely reached.  I’d be sitting right up against my door. Yakty Yak.  And we could talk for hours!  Until my dad would pick up the other line and say it IS time to hang up!  Memba my friend, you know who you are!!!

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As always, more to to come.

8 thoughts on “#SoCS for 8/4/18 ~ Call

  1. What a great ramble! Our phone was in the kitchen so I couldn’t take it in my room for privacy. My oldest daughter told me the kids used to make fun of her clothes (years after she graduated) so I let the younger one dress herself…some interesting choices she used to make 🙂 Happy Saturday.

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    1. I always hate to hear that. Mine was made fun of too and didn’t tell for a whole year. Then we moved her to a new school. I’m of the pick your battles camp. Clothes and hair styles are not ones to argue over. Happy Saturday to you too Janet.

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  2. I was thinking the same thing…when was the last time I sat for hours on the phone talking with someone? I have great memories of the long cord, dragging the phone to my room, too! Ah, the good old days! I do kind of enjoy Skype, though, being able to see my daughter and that she’s physically okay, is a nice feature of that technology! PS – I’m susceptible to earworms as well, they’re a pain in the head!

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