Jim had the word of the day giving us the prompt gobbledygook. Take a look at his blog. You’ll learn something new. I can almost guarantee it. Thanks Linda for hosting. This is going to be fun.
Is gobbledygook like whatchamacallit or thingamajig?
Nope, not really.
First we have gibberish … goobledygook that is.
Second, we have the candy base that is whatchamacallit. Dang! I need to stop this train to candy land that I’m on. I eat dessert nightly now instead of once in a blue moon. I have my health assessment on 2/11/20 after which I will try to find a new better doctor than the yahoo I just went to on 1/2/20. I was going to release the hounds on the events that followed that appointment. You’ve no idea but I want to keep this lighthearted and happy today.
Third, we have thingamajig who was a contestant on the Masked Singer. Anyone watch that show? B dislikes it but I watch the DVR episodes when he is fast asleep. I’ll fast forward through the commentary (gobbledygook) and even some of the singing to get to the big unveil.
Thingamajig may also be the cousin of thingamabob. I use the terms interchangeably when a name escapes me which is happening more often. Sometimes I worry. Why? Well because worry is in my DNA. How does one know the difference between multitasking madness resulting in forgetfulness and something more serious? If early intervention helps with treatment then I agree with Shelley, give us a baseline screening for memory loss at 55!!!
Now as I am ending my gobbledygook of a post, I had this thought that I could have done a mash up since Jim also hosts #SLS. You see I picked a fairly goobledygook song for today. Coconut is just bananas.
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Yes, I am repeating last week’s #SoCS & #JusJoJan opening. And you might just see the same next Saturday too. Wait! Why? What? No originality??
Yep, just like Hollywood. Recycled crap. At least that’s what B says. Which leads me to today’s prompt. Linda writes and I repeat:
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “movie title.” Take the title of the last movie you watched (just the title, not the premise of the movie), and base your post on that title. Have fun!
I watch all kinds of stuff but no movies per se if you mean “seen in the movie theater” movies. And lately on TV, it’s sitcoms or one hour dramas that we watch. My attention span is that of a gnat and B … well B can’t sit still.
Now that my preamble is done. We did go to Jumanji: The Next Level over the holidays. All four of us. Just like the old days. Very nice. The movie was good too which is bonus. We don’t hang out together often so when we do the time spent together is precious. They grow up so fast. Cue music. Fiddler On The Roof / Sunrise/Sunset.
My first thought was Brooke Shields. Why? She played a character named Jade in Endless Love. I can’t recall if Blue Lagoon was before or after Endless Love but both movies were controversial. I saw both back in the day and promptly forgot the plots. I only remember they caused a hub-bub. Well that and Pretty Baby.
I have to wonder if by today’s standards, there’d be the same attention. Likely not. And I have no plans to re-watch any of the three films above to find out. Though thanks to technology, I could likely find them easily. But I won’t. Okay Jilly! Move along.
Jade the mineral has metaphysical properties. Supposedly. I know people may look at me sideways when I go into crystal mode. Think “Man in the Moon” Jim Carrey portrayal of Andy Kaufman. He sought alternative treatment with crystals and unfortunately still passed away at the very young age of 35.
Now I’m not saying crystals can cure cancer when I say they have healing properties. But I do believe jade and the like have healing properties all the same. Even if that is just emotional relief. Besides I am becoming desperate. Willing to try anything. Next thing you know I will be selling you a bill of goods on essential oils aromatherapy. LOL 🙂
If anything, jade is pretty. I like pretty things. Look at this pretty kitty with jade eyes. Now if that doesn’t lower your blood pressure, well don’t know what will.
Thanks to Linda for once again hosting our #JusJoJan extravaganza. Today’s prompt is “experience” courtesy of Dan @nofacilities. Check out his blog. I know from experience you’ll be glad you did!!
So many ideas are percolating for this prompt yet so little time. Darn it day job for getting in my way. Lunch is my only time. Guess I’ll go from the gut and use my spidey senses to jot something out there quickly from experience. Fair warning this post could be more scattered than usual.
Short and sweet.
I am a culmination of my experiences. Some beautiful, some horrific, some so-so but overall I wouldn’t change a thing. If asked would I? I sure would make the same choices all over again. Why? Because every experience has made me the person I am now in this moment. Finally after 55 years on this planet, I am becoming comfortable with being me.
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Whew! Thank goodness it is Monday!!
Wait! What? No one cares for Monday.
Well maybe if you are retired.
Generally speaking, Monday is the end of #Free48 for us 9 to 5’ers. Not be be confused with the San Francisco 49er’s who won yesterday. Since I subscribe to my team by the color of their uniforms, I am a little bummed the Vikings lost. They wear purple right? Or is that the Ravens?
Oooohh Edgar Allan Poe! Now there is a reason to like a team. I still wish Minnesota would’ve won because I like it when a team beats the odds. That is my public service football announcement. Let’s move along.
I subscribe to a belief that nice guys and gals do not always have to finish last. Sometimes the underdog triumphs. Memba David? Oh my wordy. What are you doing? Go back to Monday and tell the fine folks why you’re so happy that today is not Friday!
The reason I am glad it is Monday is because today is ALSO the 13th. I don’t subscribe to superstitions but (and it’s a BIG superstitious BUT) there is bad ju-ju on Friday the 13th. So say the people! If we have to have a 13th day of the month, best be any other day. Am I right?
Nope! you’re wrong Jilly Willy. What other wild notions do you subscribe to?
Hmmm, well best not to say and/or you really don’t want to know. You’ll scare off anyone who made it this far reading your blarney.
And that’s all she jotted, for now. See ya on the flip side. Ten/four good buddies.
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I took Astronomy as my three hours of requisite science for a generic liberal arts degree. This was before I thought I wanted to be a nurse and ended up taking eight hours of Biology and four hours of Anatomy and Physiology as well. I was science heavy for an ultimate business major but oh well.
I loved Astronomy 🪐 🔭. Not to be confused with Astrology. I still do. Probably because it’s hobby status or fun stuff.
I had crush on my teacher. Of course I did. EVERY girl did.
Our bubble was burst during the gravity coursework when he told us that the story of an apple falling on Sir Isaac Newton’s head was not necessary reality but stuff of which urban legends are made. He went on that there may have been some truth to ole Isaac being influenced by general observations in the garden watching nature take its course. Maybe an apple fell but not directly on his head. We learned Sir Isaac Newton’s gravitational theories were all rooted in mathematics. Boo!
Thank goodness the course was light in math though since it was intro to and not something more advanced. Mostly we stargazed. At the teacher as he lectured and in the Planetarium where we went twice that semester.
Dang now I wonder what my former teacher is up to these days. Maybe he’s still teaching? He was only a year or two older than me. His classes were always full. And not only because he was a hottie hot-stuff. I mean who wouldn’t be drawn into the center by gravity?