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My Writing.com experience continues...30 Day Blog Challenger, Andre the blog Monkey's Banana Bar Founder, Aging Baby Boomer. Here you'll find a warm welcome, maybe I'll make you laugh out loud - That's my goal. Thanks for visiting. |
| Date: March 30, 2021, 11:59 PM ... Crap! Date: March 31, 2021, 12:00 AM What happens to all the blog entries that don't get written for the 30 Day Blog Challenge on the 31st of the month? I hope you're not expecting an answer. I don't have one. This is something I wonder about, maybe a little too much. I can't figure it out, and I blame Wayne Gretzky for that. It was Wayne Gretzky who said, "You'll never score a goal on 100% of the shots you don't take." MIND = BLOWN So, it looks like March is going out like a lion in my part of the world; We got hit with a spring blizzard. I'm not even sure what that is, but that's what's happening outside, and we don't go outside anymore. That's not true, we still go outside, we just don't know what to do out there anymore. The day after tomorrow will be April 1st - April Fools Day. Last year April 1st was the strangest (In a bad way) day in my entire life. It was like a dream, but more of a nightmare. The dream feeling was because nothing was like it was supposed to be during your waking hours, yet you were fully awake, which made it less a dream and more a nightmare. Looking back... I can't... I have to look ahead. Tomorrow, April 1, 2021, will be another day like no other day. Andre the Blog Monkey's Blogging Banana Bar will re-open under new management. (change #1) Leslie and I will get the keys to our new home, in St.Georges Manitoba. We bought a big granite rock with a house built on it. (change #2) I was going somewhere with this, but now whatever I thought I was going to write escapes me. Oh yeah, another thing that is going to be different but the same is, I have a new job starting May 1st working on the grounds crew of Pine Falls golf course. Same job - different golf course. I can't seem to shake this feeling of uncertainty. Although the future looks new and exciting, I still have this feeling like we're moving forward only in an attempt to escape the past. I learned something about myself a few years ago. I learned that when I was faced with a problem and having difficulty solving it, I discovered that I could write my way out of it. It's true! Not that I'm any good at writing, but I'm a better writer than my problems are a reader. This is a perfect example of what I'm getting at. It's still, not where I was going, but it's where I ended up. Re-set - Beginning April 1st I'm renaming this blog and journaling my new adventure. Unprompted blogging, mostly. I may sign up for the 'Mystery Blogging Challenge' over at the Banana Bar if they'll let me in. I'm going to blog about the new house, the new township of St.Georges, (that place has got to be full of interesting characters) the new golf course, and dream journaling (It's something I've always wanted to try, and right now seems to be a good time to start) So, even though Wayne Gretzky is one of the best hockey players of all time, and doesn't lose a moment of sleep not knowing that I think he's a dick, I'm going to take that shot. I'll probably miss the net, but no, but yes I'll probably miss the net. Come and join me in April. I'll be hanging out at Lilith of House Martell   's Banana Bar,
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PROMPT March 28th We need your help filling the Challenge War Chest with prompts! In your entry, today, write three of your own 30DBC prompts and then choose one to respond to. I. Find the latest copy of your local newspaper, (paper or online) read the headlines until you find the first headline with a person's name in it. Don't read the story! Rewrite the headline, but insert your own name in place of the person's name. Now, write the news story. 2. You win a date with your favorite celebrity, who is it, and write about the date. 3. It's said that we shouldn't tell about the good deeds we do for others. (Don't let the right hand know what the left hand is doing) Today is an exception, write about a good deed you have done for someone. I would like to write on all three of these prompts, but I can't right now. Hopefully, they will come up in a future challenge. Bonus prompt: Tell us what you remember about your most recent dream, if that's not possible write about dreams, what do you think dreaming is? Do dreams have meanings? |
30Day Blog Challenge .Write about your earliest memory. Try to describe it in as much detail as possible. I love this prompt, makes me feel welcome enough to barge back in and drop another blog. I'm older than two years of age, not by much though. This memory is tattooed on my brain's title page of my life's memory bank. When you hear the expression, My life passed before my eyes, this is the memory that begins my life story. It haunts me in fact. I'm standing outside my home, 346 Aikens St. in the North End of Winnipeg, MB. Maybe it's the first time that I'm outdoors and left to my own amusement. I'm standing at the end of our sidewalk looking through the closed wire-gate. I spend a little time trying to open the gate and free myself from the front yard, but I'm unsuccessful. I can see my older siblings playing across the street with some of the other neighborhood kids. I sense that my mother is watching me from inside the house. It's a warm day, which is odd, I only know cold. The sky is clear and deep blue, there's an ever so slight hint of a breeze. I'm dressed in a heavy woolen sweater that buttons up the front with big brown plastic buttons, the pockets are teddy bear faces. The sweater makes me itchy. I see that my siblings are wearing t-shirts and shorts. I feel hot and uncomfortable. I start to pull at the buttons but I don't know how to work them. I get frustrated and pull the sweater off, over my head and toss it to the ground. The air feels good on my bare arms; I'm not feeling itchy anymore, and I'm cooling down and becoming comfortable. Then my mom shows up behind me, I knew she was watching. She picks up my sweater and starts telling me that I have to put my sweater back on because it's too cold for me to be outside without it. I protest, but she's already pulling the thing over my head just like I took it off. Mom was smart, she wasn't going to mess around with those buttons if she didn't have to. So, there I was, at the gate with that itchy sweater with the big brown buttons back on, watching my sibling at play while penned in the yard. I remember thinking... "so this is outside, I'm hot, and itchy and getting bored." I did not possess the vocabulary to think, "What the fuck?" but that was exactly how I felt. I was getting warmer, uncomfortably warm. Then it occurred to me... it's the sun that is creating this heat. I looked up in the sky, directly at the sun. Nobody had told me, "don't look directly at the sun." I didn't know! I stared right at it. Not for long though, because of the extreme pain I felt in my eyes and head. I looked away, then I looked again. I felt that same pain again, so I looked down at the sidewalk. I was thinking..."If this is going to be like this every day, I'm not going to enjoy my life. This totally sucks. I took one more look at the sun to confirm that I hated living on this planet and the sun hurt my eyes and head one more time. I turned my back to the sun, the gate, my siblings, and went back into the house. I did not possess the vocabulary at the time but would have if I could have said, "fuck it!" ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Made in Canada  |
Hello, again 30 Day Blog Challengers. I popped by the forum to see what the blog prompt was. I wasn't going to drop another blog on you, then I read the message written on Kåre Enga in Udon Thani   's forum post. His message is true and inspiring. You don't have to hit it out of the park every time, just get on base, be a team player. Like in NASCAR you have to make it to the end of the race in order to give yourself a chance at winning.What’s your favorite board game or card game to play with friends? Texas Hold 'em. Thanks for reading.  |
| Hello 30-day bloggers. I hope you don't mind if I barge in and drop a blog on you. "drop a blog" I actually said that! I should just show myself out before things get too ridiculous. Oh but, no! I feel like writing and I have no place else to go. Nice juicy blog prompt there too, a blog entry idea immediately came to mind. PROMPT March 12th Imagine you had to create an art piece for a gallery or museum. What would you create? I imagine a silhouette of a man standing just to the right of a large painting hanging in an enormous gallery. the painting is fifteen feet tall by ten feet wide. The frame is made of ornately carved cherry wood, but not natural cherry wood, that would be way too expensive. The painting is of a silhouette of a man standing just to the right of a large painting hanging in an enormous gallery. the painting is fourteen and a half feet tall by nine and a half feet wide. Its frame is made of ornately carved cherry wood. The silhouette of the man in the painting is looking at a large painting hanging in an enormous gallery. The painting he's looking at is a silhouette of a man standing just to the right of a large painting hanging in an enormous gallery. the painting is thirteen feet tall by eight feet wide, and the painting frame appears to be made of ornately carved cherry wood. It looks like natural cherry wood in the painting, but you never can tell. The silhouette of the man in the painting looking at the silhouette of the man in the painting is also looking at a painting. The painting he is looking at is of a silhouette of a man standing just to the right of a large painting hanging in an enormous gallery. the painting is eleven feet tall by seven feet wide. The frame is made of ornately carved, what appears to be natural cherry wood. So if you look closely at the actual painting in which the silhouetted man is standing just to the right of, in the enormous gallery you'll see that the silhouetted man looking at the painting of the silhouetted man who's also looking at a painting of a silhouetted man standing just to the right of a large painting hanging in an enormous gallery with the ornately carved frame yada yada yada is looking at a painting of a man sitting in a chair watching TV. Now, The man in the painting sitting in the chair watching TV is watching a program, and pictured on the TV screen in the painting is a man sitting in a chair watching TV. The television set the man is watching from his chair appears dead-center in the huge ornately carved cherry wood frame. The television set is three feet tall by four feet across, it's a floor model set, which was popular in the 1970s and its cabinet was made of ornately carved cherry wood. On the TV set is pictured a man sitting in a chair watching TV. On that TV, the smallest one is a test pattern. Does anybody remember test patterns? Hello. Hello... alright nobodies reading. Can't say as I blame you. I would have bailed on the third man. Good luck with your blog challenge. Thank you for your indulgence. Writing this has helped me get the blog out. |
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