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Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes.  I'm starting a new blog because
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I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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 hairtherapy@gilbertneurolgy.com politicalwatch@appliancerepairscottsdaleaz.comDid you see my new Donald wig? It would look good on you. Yes. But it would look better on a corpse. A bit touchy ... loser? Hey, Boomer ... good that I know how to fix what's broken. Gonna need a lot of fixing next year. Eggs need to be broken to make an omelet. Quoting Humpy Frumpy now or the Nazi King's men? That's uncalled for. Well, I'm not the one going around breaking things. But your thuggish friends are. They need to be put in jail. So are liars. The truth is I believe in #blacklivesmatter because my friend's lives matter. Even your life matters. How's the contract with the mortuary doing. Business good with covid and all that? That's a low blow. Ask the dead whether they are amused by "This will all go away by May." My bad... I forgot. They can't speak. They're dead.  I COULD ANSWER THAT.  Well, you wouldn't be in business without that stimulus check he signed. I wouldn't have needed it if this were handled right. And that check was passed by Congress. Valdemort just wanted to brand it with his signature. And you bought that. Yep. And business is good  , Pelosi pussy.  You're gruesome. Hey. It's all about winners and losers, loser. We'll talk come Wednesday.  A pox on you both.  GO JO! LOL. |
 Dr. Fangman Porcupine Pt. Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania 15767 814-938-0000 Is this Doctor Fangman's office?Yes, this is she. *silence* May I help you? Sorry ... I ... thought ... Ah, maybe you expecting my father. He retired. I took over the practice last year. *chuckle* How may I help you? *door slams* One moment *muffled voice* I'm not feeling well. Ate too many hot dogs ... long story ... and then I ... *muffled voice* Teenagers. Can't live with them. Can't kill them. It's more than a tummy ache. Severe *muffled ... for God's sake* severe stabbing pains. I need to see you today if possible. Can you come right now? I'm on my way. [doctor's office] Thanks. [The doc presses the lower right side.] *gasp* Possibly appendicitis. I looked at your old chart. A bit old but nothing alarming. I'd do more of a check-up but where I pressed is almost always a problem with your appendix. I'm going to call the surgeon now while you call someone to drive you there. Come get me at the doctor's. *mumbling* No I don't want to hear any whining. I need to have surgery. *mumbling* NOW! DAMMIT! The surgeon is waiting. Are you okay? Ever have teenagers? I was one. Ever act like a brat? Sure. But remember I'm a Fangman. All mom and dad had to do was flash their teeth ... you know that smile ... and threaten to tie us up to a tree for the porcupines to get us. Ah... must've worked. It did indeed. *a car honks its horn* And look here. A miracle appears in shining armor. Give the surgeon my regards. She's waiting for you. © Kåre Enga [177.270] (25.oktober.2020) Remaining for
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| ~~Image ID# 2083494's Content Rating Exceeds Item Content Rating~~ It was too warm under a blanket of snow so I cast it off and decided to take a walk, the ice dripping off the trees as I passed. It was refreshing. I went looking for Delicia. She usually hung around the crypts to keep warm and out of the way of the wintry blast. I could keep her warm if she'd let me get close enough. She could be as cold as a witch's... I stumbled over a fallen headstone and almost landed on Old Harold's grave. I smiled. We had had good times together but apparently I was still too hot for him to handle. Even his ghost moved to the other side of town to avoid me. What can I say! My grandfather was one handsome demon and as a boy everyone would exclaim how I looked just like him. They would back off scorched when they tried to give me an unwelcome hug. *laugh* Old Widow Walker loved to pinch all the young boys cheeks. She only tried once. She isn't buried around here. Told that preacher nephew that she would haunt him if he planted her next to her brother George. Now George. Deader than dead even when alive, and as much fun then as he is now. I see his ghost occasionally passing through the tavern. He wants to hang around the living, hoping that he eventually gets a little something. Never did while he was alive no matter how much he boasted. *sigh* I knew their truths. But look at me now, just another corpse trying to cool off. How did I die? Well... I'd let Delicia tell you if I could find her. She told me once that no one believed in demons any more and that when the last believer died I would too. I really wanted to roast her for saying that but all her witchery couldn't stop that truck sliding through the red light. Oh well. I do miss her. She seems to be the only one left who knows I'm still here sizzling. Everyone else just blames the accidents on the weather or bald tires. I'm the one who melts the snow then with breath as-cold-as-hell refreezes it into black ice! I get no credit. Ah... there she is. If it were a bit colder maybe the snow between the gravestones wouldn't melt where I place my feet. So hard to move quickly with mud sucking me back into the graves. Well, she's seen me, grabbed her broom and caught a breeze outta here. Maybe the next sub-zero night. © Kåre Enga [177.269] (25.october.2020) For: "WEIRD TALES CONTEST "  |
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Finishing up: 19. What makes you laugh? Not what others consider funny. I don't watch Hollywood comedies. I was raised on Lucy, so some of her antics still make me smile. Why? It was her delivery. Robin Williams too ... especially when he wasn't trying to be funny. I suspect the unexpected tickles me the most. I do laugh ... but not on cue. 24. How do you deal with negative comments? Not well. I am easily bruised. I do try to brush it off but without a support system surrounding me (people die, move away, become ghosts) I get defensive and wounded. A lot of that unfortunate responsegoes back to my childhood and lack of self-confidence. By nice comments cheer me up, especially unexpected ones for strangers. 25. Who or what keeps you calm? Kevin helped for years. Hearing Gary's voice would be great... but covid... I can't focus properly on anything so writing and depression napping has been my crutch. Not good but it is what it is. I keep track of my temp and blood pressure and have a bp pill to take when it's high. But calm? Not really in my nature. 28. Are you easily frustrated? What is that frustrates you? Yep. Ever since I was a child and couldn't see well enough to find my glasses. Still can't. I misplace things all the time. But I live alone so I have no one to help me. If it's something important it'seven worse. Stupidity also frustrates me: my own and other's. I resent having to play fact-checker with adults who refuse to check anything. I need to learn to just let go and not make it my problem. 29. Do you find yourself feeling guilty over things that are beyond your control? I was born guilty. Guilty of what? I'm not so sure. Guilty of not being pure (as in German), not being abled as a child (I was small, weak, glasses at age 6), not fitting in? I'm always guilty. Part of it comes from being HSP, caring, easily overwhelmed. I can't easily brush off the notion that somehow I could've said or done things differently. Then out of fear or shame ... I avoid confronting those things. 33. What do you miss the most? The 1980s ... (but not going numb in '86... or waking up in the hospital in '88). The 1990s were better. I miss having a circle of friends I can play cards with, having parties in my house and huge events in my garden. I don't miss my insanity... bad enough to have flashbacks. I missbeing apart of people's lives. 34. What do you need the most in life? To connect. I especially feel estranged these last 8 months. I need movement. No movement these last 8 months; I barely go out. Movement is life. Connection sustains life. I could use perspective. What I don't need is drama (although I know I'm alive when it's present) soto flip that ... I need calm around me so I can deal better with inner turmoils. 35. What makes you feel better? Finishing something. Like this challenge! I decided to finish it today. I'mnot good at wrapping things up. I have a million ideas I don't follow through with. Any and every accomplishment is a cause for celebration. I was so thrilled to graduate form university for instance. Not knowing what I'm doing leads to anxiety. So when I travel my nerves shatter until I purchase the ticket. And I'm so much calmer once I'm seated on a plane. Anticipation = anxiety for me. Closure is better. 41. Do you have mood swings? What do you think causes them? I'm very emotional and HSP so I feel everything more intensely. I go deep into depression at times and feel like Eeyore. Cause? I am also low energy soit'shard at times when I'm both. But I'm easily amused and animated. I show how I feel. You'll know it! I suspect coffee doesn't help. I'd worry more if I seem manic. It's as if my motor is running by I'm not in gear. Sunshine... It's bitter cold today but the sun streaming in helps lift my energy and mood. 43. Do you find it easy to talk about your feelings, or do you bottle things up? Both. There are things I'm afraid to share. Wether from shame or afeeling of guilt. Then again... it's obvious to everyone when I'm upset. I can be read like a book even before I open my mouth. Do I share that I'm upset? Yep. The actual reasons why? Not always. Can I smile, laugh or cry? Yep, especially cry. I was born with a smile so that doesn't count. Questions I didn't answer on October's list: 26. Do you carry emotional baggage? Yes. How do you deal with this? Not well. 27. Are your emotions unbalanced? Yes. How can you address this? A therapist would help. 38. Do your emotions motivate you? Yes. Is this in a positive or negative way? Both. 39. What causes you to be anxious? Uncertainty. 40. What makes you joyful? Small things |
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lifeinsurancenet.info@identityremains.< I found some bones in my basement. Any suggestions? Carl: We only insure living people. < Well, my great aunt had a policy that was never cashed in. She's been missing for 5 years. Carl: Did you file a missing person's report? < No. We assumed she had moved to get away from all of us. She was an ornery old cuss. Her name is Cassandra Stoughton Howard. Could you check? Carl: When was she born? < 1930 I think. Her birthday was April 2nd. She never celebrated it but it's in the family bible. Carl: Do you have a relative by the name of Felicia? < Yes. Why do you ask? Carl: She signed for your aunt when she cashed the policy 4 years ago. The signature matches. < Funny you should ask that. She's never said anything. Lives in the same ratty old house and vacations at the same beach cottage every July. As meek and mild as a church mouse and as poor. Carl: Well, I'd call the police and ask them to check into those bones. How did you find them? < My wife won't go into the basement and I'm not fond of spiders and snakes. But I needed to check the furnace and decided to look around. Found an old sack in the corner closet where my great grandfather kept canned tomatoes and pickles. Found a couple unopened jars. But that sack didn't look empty. It wasn't. Found the bones. Carl: You really should call the police. If there's anything suspicious give us a call. Your aunt... had a large policy. What's your address? < 12808 Hazard Ave. Way out in the boonies. It once was a farm.Carl: Are you home today? < Yep. Going nowhere. Carl: Good I'll call the police to ask them to investigate just to be sure. Call us if they find anything. < You betcha. Could just be a fake Halloween skeleton or an old dog. Family always kept a few. I didn't look too close. Guess I'd better tell the Missus we're having company. She's not going to be happy. She's like old Aunt Cassie. Almost as ornery and doesn't like company. © Kåre Enga [177.268] (25.oktober.2020) Only 2 to go from these 4 remaining prompts: *Drbag* Dr. Fangman *Stop* Porcupine Pt. *Mailr* hairtherapy@gilbertneurolgy.com *Mailr* politicalwatch@appliancerepairscottsdaleaz.com Note: guess I could do this in reverse like emails usually are, but that's a lot of extra work. Which I did trimming it down to 300 words in
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