Random Musings 6/29/19

Today I decided to go shopping before all the malls die out.  Look here – John Holton has a very enjoyable #SoCS post today. After you see Mr. No Respect in Caddyshack, the post moves on to the topic at hand.  Did you even know Dan Bell has a “Dead Mall” series?  I did not!  I always learn something with I stop by John’s place.  Such wonderful entertainment with commercial breaks and everything.

Now back to my regularly – not very often – but when the whim strikes – scheduled program of random musing.  I went shopping!  I tried on clothes.  I came home with zilch pronounced zill chay.  Not really, that’s only when I am feeling silly and want to mispronounce words.  Say it with me zill chay.  LOL.

And there were sales all over the freaking place.  No wonder the malls are dying.  The stores are giving away the farm.  But if the style is not my thing then buying new clothes even at deep discounts is a complete waste.  I need someone to style me y’all.  Puhleese.  You see my mom was a garage sale shopper.  I have no idea what goes with what.

I am happiest in my house dress.  Which btw I plan to wear exclusively once I retire.  Yes my house dresses are really nightgowns from Walmart.  But they are only $6.88 each.  I can get seven brand news ones and be living large.

Why do they do that?  What you ask?  Why make items something .88 cents?  Wally World does that to almost everything.  Why not .00 or .99 or .50 or .25?  Huh?  Why? Anyone know?  Anyone care?  Nope! Not even me.

I could have made this post a So, … funny math bit.  But I’d have to log back into Aetna and that’s not happening.  Not today anyway.  I need a break.  Give me a break. Give me a break. Break me off a piece of that Kit Kat bar.

I must think I’m John. 🙂  Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.  Ten/four good buddies.

As always, more to come.

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#SoCS for 6/29/19 ~ “for/fore/four”

Howdy y’all!  Time for #SoCS.  The lovely Linda says and I quote:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “for/fore/four.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you want. Bonus points for using all three. Enjoy!

Hmmm

Where do I begin?

To tell a story of how great a love can be

a true love story that is older than the sea

a simple story about the love she gave to me

where do I start?

Hold the presses Dubsie!  This is not Love Story by Erich Segal.  This is #SoCS with prompts of for/fore/four.  You win!  You used all four, errr I mean three.

For the record, the mind wants what the mind wants and this is stream after all and I meant heart not mind.  The heart wants what the heart wants.

Fore! duck and cover people.  I’m about to tee off.

Wait! You don’t play golf.  What’s all this fore! about?

Foreword is more your style. One day you hope to have the opportunity to write a foreword for some famous author.  Hey all you writers out there, Let’s Make a Deal Monty Hall.  I’ll take what’s behind door number four, errr I mean three.  Because I’m pretty sure that they only had three doors on Let’s Make a Deal … if memory serves.

And memory ain’t what she used to be.  Nope.  And neither are my tired old eyes.  I am officially a four eyes with a brand spanking new pair of glasses.  Rainbow frames by Selena.  Yes that Selena!! Her legacy lives on.  That’s some Roy G. Biv going on right there I tell ya.

To join this rowdy band of prompt respondents or read their works extraordinaire, look here for the rules and ping back.

As always, more to come.