Pumpkin Cheesecake, interlude

Pumpkin Pie got angry

and turned into a monstrosity

twice its normal size

and put on armor

made from brown sugar,

butter and walnuts.

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Toothbrush, interlude

The old toothbrush sat on his throne and contemplated what to do. He sat in his lofty castle with its dark halls and brooded over the sounds his troops made.

Screams of terror could be heard from far away. Looming footsteps shook the ground; followed by a sound not of this earth. Steal bent back in loud complaint.

“The east towers have fallen, sire,” said the aid.

“Form ranks,” said the toothbrush, “Let every man who can fight prove himself.”

Messengers were sent to relay the last orders of the old toothbrush. He chose to go out fighting. The three months that had been declared the law of the land for each toothbrush to reign, and then give up the throne, had gone. It was now the sixth month and a new toothbrush had yet to show. 

“Send the order for every man for himself,” said the old toothbrush, “We will not let our kingdom go into decay.”

They were empty words. The old toothbrush knew his abilities were lax. Were it not for floss and mouthwash the kingdom would be lost. There had to be hope. The dental appointment would arrive soon and with it a new toothbrush. 

–From the book of short stories, “I Am Lettuce, Who Are You?”

Excerpt from the short story, “When Medieval Fantasy Meets Modern Dentistry” by Hudson Jamison Toaster-Tabby, submitted June, 1983. Arthur T. Pearl-Lion Publishers, inc, Topeka, KS.

Going Blank, interlude

My mom, who runs Rubiescorner.wordpress.com, is always on her blog. She has 1000 plus followers and the blog is her pride and joy.

As of today she cannot write a new post. The screen turns white and not even reloading can fix it. She says it started when she clicked on an update.

The research says it’s a plug-in problem, but it’s a free account which has no serious plugins.

I’m writing on my account and don’t have the problem. I don’t have 1000 plus followers either.

Here’s to hoping this will get ironed out. Here’s to waiting and seeing if things will be better tomorrow.

Anyhow, I’m writing because I cannot get sleep or peace if rubiescorner’s blog is batty. Please help.

From Sleepy Nightowl Jenkins McKenzie, November 16, 2018, in an email to WordPress administrators.

Rainy Wednesday, interlude

I’ve had a cold since at least Saturday, starting with a frog in my throat, and have been fighting the symptoms with vitamin C.

A slice of lemon and honey in green tea have been my constant friends, when I can remember them.

Yesterday was my last day to volunteer for the Tennessee Republican Party. I had a cold, but chose to go anyway.

At the store I bought a non-drowsy cold medicine, but still had to deal with brain fog.

The day went by rather fast with little problem, other than my bladder giving me a hard time.

Bladder has been intimate friends with my nerves since I started volunteering back in September.

The young man who is more or less in charge of volunteers will go back to his home in Colorado on Thursday, since Midterms are over.

I was supposed to help by phone banking until California until 11 p.m. e.s.t. but it didn’t happen.

—from an interview with Ctfarc Isaacson on November 7, 2018.

Busy, interlude

I’m busy on Mondays and weekends since volunteering has taken up those days that used to be my free time, used for writing/ watching shows via computer.

Tuesday has become reserved for baking Cheesecake for Wednesday.

It seems Thursday is the only real time I have to write my novel, which has taken a back seat for activities that supposedly are more important and will get me a job.

–from an interview with an anonymous author about the struggles of writing and real life.

Recorded February 14, 1988.

What influences my health, interlude

What affects my health?

The Food City in Brainerd closed down because some bigwig in Illinois wanted too much for rent.

There is no promise another grocery will replace it, and other stores surrounding it are jeopardized by the sudden loss of business.

The Food City on Ringgold road is smaller than the Brainerd store and the head manager is neither as nice nor willing to order items not in stock like the people in Brainerd.

Plus, they recently stopped carrying Wondra Flour. When asked, the manager even doubted they ever carried it, when I bought it last week.

I’ve been relying on specific name brands for my baking and then suddenly the stores closest to me shut down or stop carrying what I need to be productive, while modern day Robber Barons far away get away with a scandal that affects the common people like me.

–quote from a local customer at a local grocery store, targeted to participate in a survey of 200 people concerning what affects their health within the last month. Recorded Wednesday June 24, 1989.

Sunburst Coffee Cake, interlude

We take a coffee cake recipe from 1974 and, using today’s cooking methods, make it for people in 2018.

The majority of the people who eat the coffee cake won’t know it’s from 1974. I’m betting those who were around back then won’t know either.

It’s a beautiful plan, friend. Time won’t know it’s getting stolen, a wonderful paradox.

–from a secret phone conversation between known time thieves, looking to steal paradoxical fragments from the year 1974.