reposted from two years ago – because you never saw it… __________________________________ i was a child of the ’70’s. the first new year’s eve i can remember was 1971. the tv shows that left impressions upon me were all in the family, the odd couple, m*a*s*h, f-troop, get smart, happy days, welcome back kotter, and i’m sure i’ve left…
So, like last time, you can put your caption here as a comment. But better yet is to click on the picture, go to the New Yorker magazine website, and enter your caption in their contest. “A toll. Atoll. A-toll. A toll. Atoll. Hmpf. Fire my travel agent.” if you don’t know, an “atoll” is… http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atoll…
Every Wednesday Madison Woods posts a picture prompt to challenge writers to create a 100-word story or poem or anything that works for you. then post your work on your blog. additionally, on friday, you go back to her site and post a link to your blog entry in the comments on her friday fictioneers post. I’m going to try…
I love my street. It’s a very active place. Every morning and through most of the day people are running, biking, even roller blading. I didn’t know anyone still did that. I also see a lot of cars or trucks with surfboards on the roof. They count for something. During one ten-minute stretch yesterday I…
So, like last time, you can put your caption here as a comment. But better yet is to click on the picture, go to the New Yorker magazine website, and enter your caption in their contest. “Okay, I admit I should’ve shaved, but notice the bent knee, how it evokes…” And don’t forget to…
Every Wednesday Madison Woods posts a picture prompt to challenge writers to create a 100-word story or poem or anything that works for you. then post your work on your blog. additionally, on friday, you go back to her site and post a link to your blog entry in the comments on her friday fictioneers post. I’m going to try…
i like this guy.
I have about a half acre of property to take care of. Of which to take care. To f*#king mow. See those whitish things in the picture? They’re not weeds. My neighbors keep asking me why I don’t do something about the weeds. They’re afraid the weeds are going to blow over into…
So, like last time, you can put your caption here as a comment. But better yet is to click on the picture, go to the New Yorker magazine website, and enter your caption in their contest. And don’t forget to vote on entries from two weeks ago. Now you can vote on those finalists here:…
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It pains me to see folks place all their faith in the Series of Tubes, whether they’re trying to bust into Hollywood, sell books about Men in Kilts or make a living playing punk rock songs with only three chords. It’s no skin off my nose if they…
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