BLACK CAT ON THE ROAD

I have seen a black cat on the road.

I was driving along when out of nowhere a Black Cat ran across the street in front of my vehicle. Of course this sent a shock wave through my body like someone dumped a massive tub of ice cold water on my hot head.

I did not kill the cat, I did not go off the road. But my face went from just being me to that of someone just jumping off a nail yelling no OUCH! But whispering, “awe a black cat.”

Then my mind spewed out superstitious quotes, “if a black cat walks in front of you, something bad will happen. If you walk under a ladder someone will get hurt. If you say Bloody-Mary three times in the mirror-she will get you and kill your friends.”

Then Still driving and thinking about that cat, my head followed this house at the end of the road. Well I could not help but to say, “That’s a stupid place to put a house. Anybody can drive off the road right into the living room or what ever it is.”

Then I thought a bit about the cat and thought, As if. No such thing. I continued onward to the store.

In the store I got what I needed paid, got back in my car and headed home.

Is it the end? NO On my way home lots of red lights and trucks and a police car or two? Were all outside that stupid home at the end of the street.

Did I do that? Was It The Superstitious thinking? Or was it that Black Cat on the road?

So am I superstitious? Na I walk under ladders SOMETIMES lol and the roads were icy that night, It was winter.

Oh yes, drop a fork a woman will visit, drop a knife a man will visit.

There is another saying but I can only remember the ending about kissing a fool. They are all old wives tales anyway or coincidences.

Daily writing prompt
Are you superstitious?

OH THE SILENCE OF IT ALL

Beach or mountains? Which do you prefer? Why?

The question can be very easy if you have a preference, but if the mountains and the beach are both as enjoyable, as each other, the question becomes hard to answer.

Starting with the mountains they’re beautiful-they’re amazing to see, while standing in it’s silence wondering what is under it’s green blanket.

But what is the size of this mountain, is it a very short mountain is it a tall mountain? You know a bear climbed up the mountain to see what was on the other side, and on the other side of the mountain was-the other side of the mountain.

I have seen mountains from afar and wondered about climbing, then stopping to think, will there be mountain goats to butt me off, or mountains lions, bears? How far up will I get before I need to turn around and come down? Then, what lives in the mountains anyways, snakes, and spiders and little vicious creatures, that jump out at you scaring the wits out of you?

I prefer standing back and letting the beauty sink in. But mountains are a spectacular site and do they not call mountains actual volcanos anyway? (Just asking.)

No, I think let’s go to the water, let’s go to the beach, yeah the beach-the serenity while you float on your back. It’s a different kind of silent.

I love the beach as much as getting to see mountains, they both bring the same wonderments as they both are so far away from my home.

Beauty is, in the eye of the beholder and the beach & mountains are beautiful to my eyes.

It it quite joyous to see all the people sitting on towels or blankets, some under umbrellas, some just basking in the sun, picnic baskets, balls, children, running and laughing, and then the beauty of the water glistening under the sun, and the peaceful sound of the waves rushing in.

Aw the beach with it’s cool water climbing up my legs as I wade in up until my knees, causing yelps of chills on my naked skin.

I laugh, pausing to catch my breath, braving the cold to carry on to my shoulders. Believe me. This process takes me close to ten minutes before I am up to my neck in water.

But then. . .Aw yes, but then…SHARKS!

There are no sharks where I live, so they say. But! And this is a big but. I am a statistical person. Meaning, I don’t want to be on the statistical side of things to be dragged away by a shark where there’s not supposed to be sharks and believe me, the very idea-I lose my breath, and freak out and head back to shore, not swimming, running. I figure it’s more quiet.

😬 Bahahaha. I know. It was all just a simple question, but then factors jump in the way and they should be part of the answer.

So what do you prefer mountains or the beach? Oh the silence of it all.

The End.

Nova Scotia 

SO WHAT DID YOU LEARN STATE of the Word 2024

Learning state of the word 2024

Oh my. I am watching the video with the speaker telling us about all the new things we can use while creating a blog.

There are so many new tools added to WordPress that are so very cool.

The problem here for me is, all this new awesome features are going in one ear and out the other, as my brain is wowing and wondering about remembering any of this information. 😲🫣😳

Something tells me I will need to rewatch and listen very many times. 😂☺️

Playground? PWA? Blueprints? Technology 😝

Now you may ask me “So what did you learn State of the Word 2024.”

Well I learned WordPress is wider than I ever thought and extremely powerful and happy I am a part of this fantastic platform.

I love you WordPress 😁

The End.

ACHIEVEMENTS

What is something others do that sparks your admiration?

Achievements

Everybody anybody as long as they have tried and failed, and tried again finally achieving their goal. I have great admiration for them.

I actually have tears of joy. I wonder if it’s because my childhood or even my adulthood I didn’t get to achieve much of anything. I was too busy doing other things that or not given the opportunity to even try.

I mean, dirty, dancing for Pete sakes just because she was able to run and jump up into Patrick Swayze‘s arms. She achieved what she has been trying so hard to do, and I had great admiration for that, and I cried I’m a sucker for admiration and achievements.

It’s a Marvel, and a great wonder to witness somebody’s achievements., sending me waves of admiration, except for the fact that it always makes me cry tears of joy .

The End

SHORT AND SWEET

What technology would you be better off without, why?

Technology is becoming increasingly damaging to society in a way that we won’t need to think for ourselves.

Not sure about anyone but myself, about this Grammarly stuff and now this AI, nothing is real. There will be no need to think for ourselves. Nothing can be called original!!

I myself am way better off with out this nonsense, I prefer to think for myself, creating wonderful ideas, making this answer short and sweet.

Making mistakes is a huge part of life.

Thank-you.

The End.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why?

Sometimes decisions are not as hard as we think they are, or we make them out to be. I love you so much that’s what made it hard to leave thee.

You had so many girlfriends, you said I could never be your friend yet you married me, why?

Hmm, had known this, I would not have married you, but I loved you.

I loved you so very much, so it made it hard for me to run away-this the decision I made at the age of 23-made it hard for me, but you didn’t love me and like you said, you thought it was a good idea at the time.

Well now, that made the hard decision a little easier for me so I ran away, but still waited for you to come for me. You knew where I was.

Yeah well, not 23 anymore.

We all make mistakes in life, but do we learn?

HERE COMES ONE OF MY BOOK, SOON

My Contractor

Yes here comes my book soon to be published on Amazon-Kindle reading.

I am somewhat exciting about this, but! Leary at the same time.

I need to stop believing, like I need to stop eating. And I need, to stop eating.

This man James Hardiment, believed in moi. He came to my home, saw my works, started reading my PHOBIA-THE AFTERMATH, and liked it enough to edit my story and getting it ready to publish. 🤪😮‍💨🫣☺️😬 bahahaha!!

He-James Hardiment found it spooky. This caused a giggled from me, because my intent was SCARY! Ha!

But either way boys and girls, I’m having my first book published very soon it’s just a matter of getting the right credentials wrote down for Amazon and Kindle then and only then, my smile will be wide.

Oh, as for this stopping this believing-that phobia, people tell you. . . “When you reach your goal, that’s when you die.”

I DON’T WANT TO DIE! 😠

But getting a book published was not my goal in life, wanting to make money with my head-kinda like was in there, but my actual goal was to have 1 million babies and be happy forever and ever, happily married with 1 million babies that was my goal, so I’m never gonna die. I don’t think I’m ever gonna reach that goal. 😃

So Here Comes One Of My Book Soon. within a week or so.

PHOBIA THE AFTERMATH

Followed by The Flaskdrinkers

possibly followed by a few more.

By:Constance Ferguson

Kisses and hugs to you all. & Thank-you @James Hardiment

The End

ONE DAY BUT NOT SOON

One day but not soon, I will have everything I want or is that need.

What do I want verses what do I need verses what I want is what I need.

  1. I want help. So I need dollars.
  2. I want my written work known. So I need editing.
  3. I want to be published. So I need a Literary agent.
  4. I want alone time. So I need peace and quiet.

One day but not soon maybe it will happen, but I will not hold my breath, for I am sure to pass out, fall off my chair and hit the floor with my head-along with hitting a few other things with my head on the way down.

How high up is that chair you may ask? High enough that I will get hurt. And there is a toolbox of steel right there that I will hit secondly before the floor.

In retrospect I had plenty of time one time, and some dollars, lol but never enough for the help needed or wanted, but thousand of hours to create what I have written. Oddly enough that was thirty years ago when I started printing down all the clutter in my head, never thinking to number the pages.

But then not soon enough, one day, numbering pages and typing became a thing and all my written work was everywhere! lol And DELETING became my worst enemy. Oh bother. I can not, tell you how many times, I lost all my work deleting things. My daughter was getting upset bahahaha. Oh it was not as funny as I am projecting. But it was a stage I was going through.<<<>>>I knew not what I was doing. LMAO But now I do, I delete nothing and I click on nothing.

But now at my age Blah blah, soon to be blah blah blah, my time for wanting and needing is running out. So one day but not soon enough, I want what I need or need what I want.

I need a literary agent.

My written work to be known

My HOT WHITE alien by: DAVID CRACKNELL

The BUGOID by: TSF

ONE DAY BUT NOT SOON 😦

OH THE WONDER OF IT ALL

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

So, picking favourites are we. A favourite season of all things. I’m quite sure many people have one best time of year in them, but not me. Why?

Let me tell you why I cannot choose pacific likeable season of the year.

Here we go, Winter. I love the snow so sparkly white, with a beautiful hue of glitter when the sun shines. It’s just so picturesque. it’s a glory to see. But then near the end it gets so dirty, not a pleasant picture to gander. But homes with their Christmas lights and decorative sights are wonderful to see.

Then spring hits. Yippee. Actually, 😤 ! Not only is the snow melting and the birds chirping, while shoots are popping out of the ground and buds appearing on branches-beautiful sights to see, the wind is damp and so cold. And this Spring is bouncy-rain, snow, warm, cold, back to rain, snow, and so on, right into June-hot, cold, rain, rain, damp cold rain! Stop it- I love planting vegetables and fruits in the spring, watching everything grow.

Then awe summer. No coats or boots, no hats or scarves, but heat! It’s nice to be finally warm and in light clothing. It rains but it’s warm. Summer, the children are home. No more getting up early to ready them and make so many lunches. We get to just walk out the door into the sunshine without boots, splash in the water and make mud-pies.

And then fall. It’s now a welcome for the cooler weather after all the heat pouring down on us. We get to harvest and watch the leaves 🍁 turn beautiful colours on the trees. Then laugh as we crunch down the street upon the fallen leaves 🍂 as we prepare for Halloween, so much fun carving pumpkins.

So as you can tell I can’t have a favourite season and you know why.

THAT’S A GOOD FRIEND

What are the most important things needed to live a good life?

Me: What kind of a friend helps a friend stay doped up?

Him: Hey man. That’s a good friend man. It’s important to have a good friend to help you through life man. And dope man, it’s important to have good dope man.

Lmao. This is not serious man.

EVERY TIME FLOP FLOP FLOP

What is your career plan?

Career plan what have we here?

Plan ahead, make plans, plan today, plan tomorrow. Hmmm, what did you say? What is your career plan? What plan, follow the plans man.

I planned a party, invited my coworkers and school teachers, I bought prizes. I made seven games, I spent $350 on food. Two people came-my helpers. Plans, plans you say, career plans.

I planned on getting married and having children, seven of them. I planned on living happily ever after. Bahahaha. Two divorces and three children later, that plan. Flopped all over the place. Plans plans nothing at hand plans plans here I still stand .

I planned on being a writer. I’ve written several books. You know the books that are on paper on a shelf just sitting there by themselves. What happened to that plan? I’ll tell you what happened to that plan, my daughter and her children, four them-three years apart. Knock knock knocking on my door knock knock, knocking, wanting more knock knock knock. So flip flop flapping plans, what plans, I don’t make plans anymore!

Every time flop, flop flop. I wonder if it’s because I didn’t choose a “career” plan.

We will put this career planning in the same categories as goals-what the hell is a goal, what is your goal? Is your goal a career plan? Don’t forget to say career plan or it’s not gonna work; flop, flop, flop, flop, flop, flop. Want to plan on going to the store and then to the restaurant, no! Let’s just go shopping and then go eat no plans.

Say here’s a plan, what are you playing at with these plans, we all know plans and careers and goals are for the birds-the energized people, that’s it, you have to be a special kind of a person to be able to set a career plan and have a goal and reach it. And that’s the end. Yeah that’s my plan finish this question about: What is your career plan. Do you have one? No flopping now.

The End.

Force yourself to have the best day ever, planning a career plan.

WHY?

What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain.

To be quite honest, I hate being questioned.

But the one question I hate the most is,

“what’s your name?” Hmm. Yeah that. My name…what is my name? No one calls me my name so who do I call me?

I was given a name at birth, but no body uses it, they call me an Irish boy’s name or a fresh water fish name. And I don’t like the name, so when asked? I get dumb. So usually I reply, why?

Silly I know. But why do you want to know.

It all started as a child. I just had to practice being the best SPY in the world like the double o seven show, & 77 Sunset strip and The Saint. I for some reason had to be like them-but better.

Then in school-grade one, I could hear the teacher call out a name over and over and over. But I paid no never mind because it was not my name. Oh yes it was! Only I did not know it, as no one ever called me that. I ended up arguing with the teacher in front of the class 😳 then doing my best to remember the name to ask my mom if it was my name. <<<>>>this did not go over very well but it was, my name.

Well then there I was at eight-years of age learning my name. Which still no one called me. And to this day…I hate the question, “and what’s your name.” 🤷‍♀️ why?

THE DAY I WAS BORN

You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?

The day I was born the frosted cold wind swirled its way around my mother like wrapping cotton candy around its cone, as she made her way to the outhouse close to ten feet from the house.

Quote: I thought I had to have a good shit. Unquote. But in its stead, I was born.

Quote: I took my clothes off and wrapped you up so you wouldn’t freeze to death.

Here I am.

THE END.

OFF WITH THEIR HEADS

If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?

If I could be someone anyone just for one day as long as during this day, what I do applies, I would be QUEEN.

Why do I choose to be queen? Why do I want it to apply? What’s the point of being queen if it doesn’t apply?

Being queen for one day where I can change everywhere under my rule, there would be men there would be women there would be girls there would be boys no more thinking you’re a dog you’re a cat I want to be a girl, but I’m in a man’s body I wanna be a man, but I’m in a girls body no more teaching kindergartens grade ones grade twos about sex no more paedophiles allowed to walk the streets no more murderers, rapists killers, taking space eating food, watching TV playing games learning from books no more no more high taxes no more outrageous prices on foods no more costly clothing, no more presidents and governments Ignoring our rights and our freedoms, Queen for a day I say all that applies under my rule.

Outlandish indeed!

But I am the queen do you hear me no more nonsense no more prejudiced no more one-sided peoples! No more crying over holocaust no more crying over black slaves let’s start crying over Irish slaves before the blacks packed in cages history lies in the past the past cannot be changed.

I am your QUEEN . I rule over these countries and lands. I tell you no more discriminatory no more bigots! I tell you off with their heads.

Pretty harsh I know-but KINGS and QUEENS were harsh. They did bad things to people to please themselves. I don’t want to do bad things to people to please myself, I want to please the people. I am your queen for one day.

Bahahaha. Now that I got that out of my system, I am so happy. I never laughed so hard in the last couple days. Tell me is it possible I be QUEEN for a day just one day? Come on let me do it. Let me have one day, give me a go. Come on, let me have a go, let me have a go at her for just one day.

Off with their heads, I say.

Ps. . . this is not intended to hurt, weak minds. This is intended for the lighter side of things for the comical ways of life. Besides, you asked, didn’t you. And i’d be lying if I said anything else.

THE END.

RATTY RAT RATS

Rat hole
Popcorn, soap & baking powder.

I’m telling you…when you get a rat in the house it is so hard to catch them or it. But I finally did.

But not before it ate our pears, avocados, sweet potatoes, white potatoes, my tomatoes and the kids cheeses fish crackers. Booo!!!

The bottom video would not load. But it’s all good. The rat is sleeping forever.

SKYLARK

What is your all time favorite automobile?

One time I drove a brand new car off the lot, it was a Buick LeSabre, limited edition-was a Skylark.

It was a beautiful sky blue and I had her for 14 years. Man she was a great car with cruise control and soft seats.

Man I loved that car and actually went into crybaby mode when I had to let her go.

Beautiful skylark.