Wordless Wednesday

Who Knew?????

I had no idea there was a brick and mortar Dick Blick in Tampa! Not that I'm going to be driving several hours round trip just to peruse their aisles. But......when I'm in the 'neighborhood' (and willing to risk life and limb in Tampa traffic) I will most assuredly be paying them a visit! 

They have the nicest people working there! 

I realize this has no relevance to most of you out there....but I had to share! LOL

Punny Monday

Where there's a will, I want to be in it.

(footnote:I'm running out of good puns so I've decided to switch to PARAPROSDOKIANS.

PARAPROSDOKIANS (Winston Churchill loved them) are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous.)

The Dunning-Kruger Effect

Sometimes you come across something so perfect you just have to share.

For example: The Dunning-Kruger Effect: In the field of psychology the Dunning–Kruger effect is a cognitive bias wherein persons of low ability suffer from illusory superiority mistakenly assessing their cognitive ability as greater than it is. 

In other words…..being too stupid to appreciate just how stupid you are.

Now THIS little tidbit of knowledge could come in handy in my everyday life! 

I can mumble DUNNING-KRUGER under my breath whenever I come upon a walking, breathing example of said theory.

They won’t know they’ve just been insulted because…..you know, DUNNING-KRUGER…….and it will go far in relieving my frustration.  

I can see it being useful in sooooo many situations. 

Thoughts on a Thursday

I used to buy all my books. I still purchase any art or reference books but for years now I’ve been borrowing the novels I read from the library.

I prefer to hold a real book in my hand.

The problem is you never know who borrowed it before you.

I like to think the people who go to the library and take out the books are fine, upstanding, educated and CLEAN individuals. Alas, that is not always the case.

From time to time I find some very interesting things tucked into the pages of a book when I bring it home.

It’s not unusual to find the receipt from the previous borrower. That’s par for the course.

But in this last book I’ve come across some……shall we say, interesting items.

As I turned the page the other day a tiny slip of paper fell into my lap. I picked it up to realize it was a fortune from a Chinese fortune cookie. It read “To be a success in business you must be persistent, original and first.”  It might just be me but it seems fortune cookies have lost their charm. I tucked it back into the page for the next reader to enjoy.

A few pages further along I came across a tightly curled coarse black hair…….I have deluded myself into thinking it came from the head of a neatly coiffed African American lady rather than what I know it to be.

I read that page very quickly.

In this particular tome there have been pages smeared with grease, spotted with what I hope was tomato sauce, and what looks to me like charcoal smudges…..but the most perplexing ‘item’ I can’t quite make out. It’s either a morsel of petrified food shoved deep into the crevice of the spine or a small creature that must have startled the reader into slamming the book shut in a fit of surprise thereby permanently preserving for posterity its poor little skeletal remains.

I think I might switch to digital content for a while. These surprises are just too much for me.

Wordless Wednesday

Simon Says

Simon

Simon says keep your fur babies safe and secure as you celebrate this 4^th!

Happy Independence Day!!

Punny Monday

The last thing I want to do is hurt you but it's still on my list.

(footnote:I'm running out of good puns so I've decided to switch to PARAPROSDOKIANS.

PARAPROSDOKIANS (Winston Churchill loved them) are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous.)

Flash Fiction Friday

She sat at her desk staring at her tablet, stylus in hand. Her stomach was tied up in knots. She had woken up at three that morning, the pain throbbing in her abdomen. It was always like this. She had no idea why. She never knew if it was emotional or dietary. Not that it mattered. Pain was pain. Some days it pissed her off, which only made it worse. Some days she just surrendered to it, curled up on the couch and watched old black and white movies all day.

Thoughts on a Thursday

SUBCATEGORY:

Aging.......

I have reached the age where if I’m anywhere near a bathroom, whether I need to go or not, I use it. And in my head I’m saying to myself with a shrug of my shoulders, “I’m here, I might as well go.”

What is HAPPENING to me???