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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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| We boarded. Petra Longnose the Vulch met us with the traditional greeting. "Welcome. There are no pirates among us." Vulches 'collected'. Pirates 'stole'. Petra was no thief but pirates hid everywhere. "When's lunch?" "Now." Cook had come with us. After-all, Petra was a chef known to collect delicacies along with her penchant for used military weapons and ammo. We were a motley group: Lor the merchant Gqarian, Kat the stargazing Dreamer, even a couple humans. I kept all four ears twitching and my feet on the floor. Kat had assured us that there was nothing to fear. But, was everything alright? We followed Cook's nose. The table was set: all colors, tastes, smells, everything adequately cooked (as in dead, Cook often said). "What's this? Where did you find THAT? Can I trade for..." We ate while Cook kept up the litany. "Nicely sour. Great texture. How did you ever find smoked monkey?" One of the humans frowned; after-all, monkeys were human. "We traded." Petra was not being ... Petra. Kat gave me that look. Lor changed the subject to the fancy plates and fancier utensils... and how was her collection of ancient Klingon armaments going? The tense moment passed. When we finished Kat looked straight at Petra, "Something's wrong." We all locked Petra in our gaze. "Did you run into pirates. Are they following you?" Petra just nodded. "How?" "We don't know." "The others?" "Locked in their quarters." Lor smiled. "I'm willing to trade for these exquisite plates. Do you have more?" Cook also smiled, "We are low on provisions." I added, "I'm sure I could find a trinket or two." Petra motioned us to follow and opened up bins and closets. "Take what you want." There was no question what she needed from an armed starship in return. Prompt for flash fiction: monkey, closet, floor. Entered as "Trading [155] (298 words)"  . Won. For:
Prompt Space Cadet characters: "There is no love sincerer than the love of food." George Bernard Shaw From:
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| Prompt: Write about America. From: "Invalid Item" Me: Tell me about this place called America. 90210: I'm named for a place in it. It's bare scrubby hills, but once it was a famous place for the 'stars'. Me: 'Stars'? 90210: The rich and famous. But then your people care little about either. The people of America valued both. Me: Was it a big city? 90210: No, America was a vast ... there is no word in your language ... region. Many millions of people. Me: Does it still exist? 90210: No. Nothing ever existed on that planet for long. Too chaotic and warlike. Me: Like Klingons? 90210: No no no ... much worse. Their planet was observed very closely for millennia and all visits to their star system closed. It was too risky to be infected. Me: So why do you know about it? 90210: The historians wrote a lot about it. It was a very successful place and showed great potential. There were many at that time who exclaimed, finally! There was great hope when they reached out to the stars. Me: What happened? 90210: Greed, inflexibiltiy, divisiveness, a looking to the past instead of the future. Historians disagree exactly why it fell apart. But 'everyone for himself' doomed it. Like many places it had its moment until that moment passed. I studied it because it was a great example of hope and trampled dreams. And I'm human. Me: And you visited. 90210: Yes. Nothing but scrub-brush and searing heat. Everyone thought I was crazy to visit ruins. But when I visited even most of the ruins were gone. Me: So your name. 90210: A reminder that I'm neither rich nor famous nor do I choose to be. For:
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Make a list of the top five most important virtues and why.     Zooming with Zombies? No vamps only look dead at times. They are never ever really dead dead. [Ajo ] Name a favorite virtue. [Thoom  ] Kindness.[Meadowlark  ] Inclusiveness.[Bawang  ] Good blood.[indistinct] We're not talking lunch time ... please. [Bawang ] Okay. Cleanliness. [Meadowlark ] As in?[Bawang ] Clean body, clean mind, clean soul and ... clean blood.[various]   [ Czeszniak  ]. Generosity.[various voices] Cookies! Yeah, cookies! [Ajo ] Friendliness. I think Thoom is right about kindness and Meadowlark about inclusiveness but everyone here has been my friend. I can depend on you to be truthful and still supportive.[Bawang ] Yep. Fangs are for real. No faking it.[ Czeszniak ] And here are some virtuous gingerbread men I made this morning. Time to bite off their heads! Me: truthfully there are many virtues (not to be confused with values) and it's good to strive to be virtuous while realizing that everyone has their own struggles. I use https://virtuesproject.com/ For:
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