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.

GRANTED & GUARANTEED

What skills or lessons have you learned recently?

What is this? Granted. Guaranteed. A sure thing. Is there such a thing? Yes. But there are rules applied. And if you do not adhere to said rules, well you may end up out of stock unless you do not understand what you are granted or guaranteed.

I recently learned a valuable lesson. Actually, I learned it a little too late. I did not read the rules. I just believed what I was reading guaranteed three, start. you will be granted three… not so at all.

Had I have researched and read the rules I would’ve found out there were elements of certain distrustful details unknown to all us trustful players. Now deep in, and not wanting to stop-knowing all that you put in would be lost. 😡 so you carry on still…reaching for this granted guarantee without more or any insightful knowledge as to what is really happening.

Like gamblers it’s a disease, it gets in your skin, you want it one more time-one more try, it doesn’t matter how many times you lose or how many times you fail, because there is one more chance. So we dive back in believing in this, granted and guarantee.

Get out now! I can’t, it would’ve been all for nothing.

The lesson is definitely do not believe in guarantees do not believe in granted unless you read the fine print-it all comes down to the fine, print, lesson learned.

HIGH NOON

The President of the United States of America, gave NASA go ahead to land on Mars at no cost, sending three top astronauts along with 5 crew members, to search for water.
Due to negligence, a blast sending RED DUST throughout the universe along with three astronauts, safely landing back on Earth, where three days later mankind is under attack.
FEAR IN THE SKY BEWARE THE NIGHT
Here we meet little SAROPHIA rescued by a bee harvester from the big city-she will end up saving his life along with the rest of humanity-with aid from TEN of the oldest stars from our heavens.
God be with us all.


YUMMY HOME COOKED FOOD

White Rice Mixed With Meat & Veggies

Cook up some rice, adding it to a meat & vegetable mixture of your choice, then stuff it in your cleaned out and washed peppers. Yummy…bake this until you like the texture of your choice. You know, mushy pepper, or somewhat crunchy pepper.

Stuffed Peppers
Stuffed Peppers With Baked Potatoes
Meat Gravy With Pasta

This was a nice looking hunk of a round eyed stake, with mashed potato’s and gravy with vegetables. On the side dish, cheese pasta.

Then down here some of us like meat sauce with spaghetti while others like just parmesan cheese on there’s.

Spaghetti With Meat & Tomato Sauce
Rhubarb & Strawberry Jam

Yummy. I just love rhubarb, jam, rhubarb with apple rhubarb with strawberries, rhubarb with pears. I love it. But here we have washed and chopped Rhubarb & organic fresh strawberries-cooked until mush, then put in boiled clean jars. Then boiled again under the water for 35-45 minutes. Then we wait for each jar to pop.

Nothing is better than yummy home cooked food. So healthy for you.

MY TOES ARE IN THE WATER

Tiny Crab
Canoeing not me.

My toes were in the water when I spied this tiny crab. Lol believe it or not…my mind sank down to my toes getting pinched! Of course I giggled these tiny crabs couldn’t hurt a fly. Besides, they were afraid of me.

While I was playing in the water the others were canoeing, not me…freaking rocking back and forth? No way was I staying. I got out. My fear of sharks happens to be grater than me. Oh bother.

The thought of swimming across to the island seemed quite appealing, but how would I get back?

WHAT IS AGE TO YOU

What will your life be like in three years?

In three years? What will my life be like-in Three years! 😲 oh my will be seventy.

Wow-70.

Holy cow seventy. 🤓 I’m going to be 70 in three years. I wonder what that’s going to be like? 🤔

Seventy eh. Lol wow. According to Hoyle, Edmond Hoyle that is-at seventy I will be doing what I am doing right now.

Yessss seventy.

The End.

LET’S PLAY IT AGAIN SAM

Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?

Hmm to relive an age of one’s life…would I choose my childhood or my teenage years or young adult life?

One potato two potato three potato 4. Five potato six potato 7 potato more. If I should choose this way it would be teenage years, which I really didn’t get to live.

By the time I was 15, I was in the children’s Aid. My father fought to get me out, successfully at the age of 17 1/2. But I was given two choices by society standards. Stay in the children’s aid and they will put me through school or go home with my father and work. I choose my father.

As a young adult I was in love-breathtaking love. So in keeping that it will have to be my early years needing to be re-lived. Oh my.

From the age of four-months to the age of 17 & 1/2. Would need to be rearranged, that’s a lot of work to go through to change all the bad to good and getting educated properly along the way. Yeah. To relive those years and all the fun in between? I’d just come out WAY more smarter, allowing me to understand life and how to live with other people.

Never getting run over by horse and buggy- never being run down – never being hit by car then hit by car the very day you get out from hospital? Never being molested – never being beat!

So let’s play it again Sam. Throw it at me.

The End.

Oh wait a minute… what if I choose to re-live these years and there is no such things as change! 😱🤕😤.

What ever. Let’s play it again Sam.