THE FLASK DRINKERS

One of the few of the last descendants
It’s the curse of the 16th century

The Flask drinkers one would say, are a thing of the past, back far enough people have probably never heard of them. Do they even exist anymore? Hopefully a hand full will be sufficient and they are needed now.

The ground, in the Front Street Cemetery split apart releasing a curse from the 1600s. Thousands will parish if this nefarious old thing of a man escapes.

Flaskdrinkers are needed. If there are any to be found how would one go about finding one? God help us all.

BACK2THEDOGHOUSE

BACK2THEDOGHOUSE

Hello from the doghouse, where I sit once again.

My paws, hands, fingers are at it again>>>touching stuff they have no business touching. With just one little click its game over and look at me now…a blank page.

Here is what is going on. . .I type a line, press enter and it fades away into the background. Yeah? Well I can still see it, sitting there enticing me, causing me to wonder. What is the best thing for a dog? No. Not to sit and wonder. Not to be afraid to use it’s paws again. That just wouldn’t be right.

And let me tell you, being the dog that I am . . .I don’t know how to change it. I don’t know how to put things back the way they were! I’m just going to lay here and whine. At least thedoghouse is comfortable, and I can watch the birds fight each other for a seed.

have a better day than me. Now how do I get out of here?

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO RETIRE

Daily writing prompt
How do you want to retire?

HOW WOULD I LIKE TO RETIRE

Well let me tell you how I would like to retire, with both feet on the ground and dollars in my pocket, a roof over my head and lots of food in the house. We also can’t for get about Good Health: This would be the best benefit, being able to take care of myself and able to wipe my own ass.

I would like to retire without any worries what-so-ever.

THEY FOUND A DINNER OPENED FOR BREAKFAST

They found a dinner opened for breakfast

Slim asked, “did you figure out why we cannot speak?”

Gary said,”No! This I do not understand.”

They walked in silent through the trees until they came to a road, leading them into a town , there they found a dinner opened for breakfast, they went in. The first thing that hit them was the strong aroma of coffee, then grease, it was all at once they shudder at the smell, then taking a seat at the counter, picking up menus.

An older woman wearing an apron and a cap approached them. She said, “Good morning boys, what will it be?”

They watched as she licked the tip of the pencil reading to jot down their order, as she said, “coffee?” then she licked the pencil again.

Gary opened his mouth but nothing came out, so he mindwaved to Slim. “Is she going to eat that or what?”

“No Gary. but I am waiting for her to bite down, maybe clean her teeth.”

They both laughed as they looked to the woman with the pencil, then to each other, then back to her, until she said, “Fred, I think we have a couple of jokers out here.”

Slim and Gary quit with the laughter when an older man, looking like a sumo-wrestler walked out from the kitchen, wearing his dirty apron, holding a spatula, saying, “you boys looking for a little trouble here?”

With wide eyes planted on their faces, Slim and Gary shook their heads at the same time, no. Then the big bruit asked, “then what will it be.” He put down the egg flipper taking the pencil and pad from the woman.

Then Gary mind waved to Slim really fast, “What do you think, will he lick it?”

Slim laughed out loud shaking his head no, scratching up near his right temple, scratching his right eye and rubbing his nose. This caused Gary to start giggling, then mind waved to his laughing friend, who is sitting there waiting to see if the big man is going to lick the pencil, “Well he is isn’t he? Wait. Watch for it. Now? Now. Maybe now?”

This did not go over well with the owners of the dinner, still waiting to take their orders. Then Gary started to sniff the air, so the woman started to sniff, then Slim turned to the kitchen area, causing the man to drop what he was doing, running off to take care of the fire coming from the burning food on the grill. Seconds later smoldering black smoke found its way out to the seating section, where one of the other customers got up, opening the door, allowing the harsh vaporous air to clean. Then Gary mind waved to Slim saying, “it is a good thing we stopped here then.”

Slim frowned, using his telepathy. “How is this good, these humans are not happy with us.”

“Well they should be,” Gary said. “We saved this place from burning to the ground.”

Slim Laughed out loud, “No Gary. We caused it.”

The cook came back to confront the guys, he did not look happy at all. Quickly Slim picked up the plastic book, ordering bacon and eggs with toast, by pointing to a picture in the menu. Everyone stayed quiet for moments, then the old woman said, “Fred! I think we have us some deaf mutes here.”

Gary and Slim looked to each other. “Deaf-mute? What is this?”

Fred came to the table watching down at the boys, as everyone else in the established became concerned and now listening, waiting and watching as to what is going to happen next.

But they do not have a hearing problem, as the matter of fact, they can hear a mile off into any direction they want to be hearing in, at any given moment. But they allowed this place to think they were deaf mutes, as long as they got their cooked meal.

The woman motioned for them to follow her to a table by the window where she set them up with placemats, salt, pepper, and ketchup, giving them utensils wrapped up in a red checkered napkin.

She left coming back with a warm smile carrying two glasses of water for them. This made the boys feel welcome, so they smiled back at her, causing her eyes to flutter at the brightness of their teeth. She said, “oh my, I don’t think I have ever seen white teeth as you boys have. Whatever do you use?”

Oh bother, this caused Slim and Gary to wonder. Gary spread his lips showing his teeth to Slim, mind waving, “are they white? Let me see yours.”

Slim did. They both sat there with wide toothy smiles, mind waving back and forth, using hand gestures, while some customers continued to watch these two strange young men, giving chuckles or smiles.

Soon, the happy old woman returned with two plates of food, placing one down in front of each of them. The guys smiled up at her while nodding, yes.

They started to unwrap the forks, getting ready to eat, when Gary gave a mind wave with a furrowed brow, “this smells like.” He stopped. Looked to Slim, then sniffed his plate, “this smells like.”

Slim did not wait for his friend to think, he wanted to eat, so he took a piece of bacon into his mouth, biting down, then stopped. That is when Gary said, “it smells like it smelled, when we walked in.”

Slim gagged spitting out the fried food, as Gary cut a piece of the egg putting it into his mouth chewing, swallowing, while Slim tried the same thing. They tried some toast with more egg, not touching the bacon.

People watched as they both took up the glass of water drinking, and just like that, they both spit it out, standing up from the table really fast, some people laughed, whispering things, while others found this outrageous behavior.

The woman came speeding over drying her hands on her apron. “What’s the matter with you boys,” she said. Both of them pointed down to their plates making nasty faces of vulgarities, where she became upset and yelled. “Get out of my dinner, now! Well I never. Go! Get out! Fred.”

The guys left the dinner before Fred could come over to them, they ran like the wind back to the trees as Gary used his telepathy. “This is not a place for us. We must only eat raw meat and drink of the pure river water.” But Slim said nothing, just ran. They could hear the man yelling at them, “and don’t ever come back here any more.”

As time passed they complained how their stomachs hurt, then one after another they had to vomit out this human food which refused to break down to enter into their intestines. They were happy to see the river.

“Boy they were mad,” said Gary.

They both lay under the cool water falling into a sleep. There, they would stay until morning.

The End

A small piece taken out of a book -BUZZER.

SHE SURE WAS MAD

SHE SURE WAS MAD

Lucy was a little cat, not fat, just a little black cat.

She liked to play with lots of things. But her favorite thing to play with was her owners yarn.

On this day, her owner had to leave the house to go to the store for food, for Lucy.

While this nice lady shopped, Lucy played.

As she chased her fluffy ball around, it landed in her owners basket of yarn.

First Lucy stopped and waited for the fluffy ball to fall out of the basket, it did not.

Then Lucy came closer to the basket and very slowly tapped the fluffy ball, it did not leave the basket.

Lucy slapped one time, two times very fast. The fluffy ball would not leave the basket. Lucy said, “meow,” then sat and thought.

Then just like that, Lucy jumped into the basket and got herself all tangled up.

That blue fluffy ball was no help at all.

Oh no…the owner came back home, lucy jumped out of the basket, wrapped in all sorts of colored yarn, trailing behind her, but no fluffy ball.

Lucy scampered quickly to her owner in a very happy way, “meow,” she said, as she tilted her black little head. “Meow.”

“Lucy, you naughty Kitty,” said the annoyed owner, “I bought you a fluffy ball to play with. Come here you silly girl, let me get you out of this mess, my, my”.

And Lucy said with a happy look upon her tiny black face, “purr.”

“It is not funny Lucy. You can spend some time outside!”

“She sure was mad,” Lucy said.

CHANGING OUR MINDS AND WHY

CHANGING OUR MINDS AND WHY

Today I am talking about changing our minds and why because I changed my mind once again.

What change in my mind did I make? I will tell you. I changed my site name from Back2thedoghouse to Beyond The Wall then changed it back to Back2thedoghouse. WHY? Let me tell you. For some reason or other I could not take myself beyond the wall, especially not knowing what is out there and not really wanting to find out. This seemed like to much work for someone like me. And I am 67 and should not be jumping walls. I like my bones like they are, meaning I prefer my bones sore rather broke.

They say It’s woman who always change their minds. As the matter of fact I heard it said-you’re not a real woman if you never change your mind.<<<>>>What kind of crap is that?

Whom in the world came up with that. A man. you know what? I can believe a woman could have said that…maybe one day very long ago a woman changed her mind three or four times in a row. Maybe her man became all headstrong and got upset with her mind changing, so she said, “I’m a woman and I can change if I want to.”

Everybody in the world has changed their mind one time or another, I can’t see it possible that a body has never changed their mind-highly impossible to think there is someone alive that has not changed their mind, at least once. Why? I will tell you why. Because we all make mistakes. Mistakes need to be corrected which caused a change.

What about babies…Newborn babies.

Do they change their minds?

Can they change their minds?

Do newborn babies even know to change their minds?

What about animals…do they change their minds? Like a really hungry Tiger that which was going to eat you but then changed it’s mind and preferred the squirrel. Gosh darnit>>>Let’s pray this Tiger to be a holy Tiger and not eat you. But as it turns out it is a holy Tiger thanking GOD for this blessid meal and eats you.

CHANGING OUR MIND AND WHY

Something seems to get in the way of our initial thought causing a change or changes. Maybe we do not plan out this first thought in our mind, making sure all ports of the thought are well worked out and ready to go.

So think before you leap or you will weep and weep and weep.

Then you will be inside secretly changing your mind.