Tag: dailyprompt

Potato Mashing is so Pedestrian

I suppose saying that I’m really good at mashing potatoes is kind of lame. It seems a skimpy skill compared to playing Chopin or changing the oil in one’s car, which nobody does any more so who cares? Still, I can mash potatoes within… Continue Reading “Potato Mashing is so Pedestrian”

In the Ear of the Beholder

“She’s brilliant but crazy.” Which was meant as an insult, but I took it as high praise. Always our choice – how we hear things and what we decide to make true. ___________________ Photo by João Pedro Freitas on Unsplash

100 Word Story: Strum

Unbelievably, his name was Bart. He wore cowboy boots and carried a guitar. He smiled a lot but didn’t sing or strum. None of that. When the train pulled into to Laramie, he gathered his things. I played a game in my head where… Continue Reading “100 Word Story: Strum”

I Dive No More but I Don’t Care

Funny you should ask. I was just thinking about confidence or, more specifically, conquering fears, inspired by listening to Jeremy Renner read his book, My Next Breath, A Memoir. In the book, he describes in terrifying detail, the moments when a 14,000-pound snowplow ran… Continue Reading “I Dive No More but I Don’t Care”

Lost in the Waving of Signs on a Street Corner

This morning at the sign protest, a woman walked up to us wearing a button that said Minnesota – Pretti Good. She said she was visiting Milwaukee and came out to thank us for holding our anti-ICE, pro-immigrant, anti-war, pro-peace, anti-lawlessness, pro-Constitution signs at… Continue Reading “Lost in the Waving of Signs on a Street Corner”

One Shiny Red Thing

I don’t know. It’s such a serious question. Unless the phrase ‘couldn’t live without’ is hyperbole. I could live without almost any object although I am very attached to our camper van because it is very small and simple and red. Plus, I love… Continue Reading “One Shiny Red Thing”

Hand Me that Paintbrush

I painted my kitchen cabinets a dozen times. Unscrewed the doors and put them on sawhorses in the backyard and painted them an even more time-choked green than they’d been painted before. And then I lined up the hinges and screwed everything back together.… Continue Reading “Hand Me that Paintbrush”

Coarse Is as Coarse Does

I’m tired of casual swearing. Or more to the point, incessant swearing. More specifically, the ubiquitous use of the word f**k which I think is only impactful said under one’s breath at a particularly loathsome person or said loudly if one runs one’s snowblower… Continue Reading “Coarse Is as Coarse Does”

Patriotism: Flags are Great but Showing Up is Better

My former neighbor, a tall spare woman named Moreau, decided that every 4th of July, we should help her hang her enormous American flag between our two houses. This was possible because our houses, very old and very tall, were separated by a driveway… Continue Reading “Patriotism: Flags are Great but Showing Up is Better”

So Far, So Law-Abiding

I was with a boyfriend once when he drove my VW down the block on the sidewalk. I was probably intoxicated and laughing so maybe I was abetting his lawbreaking since I assume it is against the law to operate an automobile on the… Continue Reading “So Far, So Law-Abiding”