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This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
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| What do you think of using blog prompts to get entries for creating a psychological profile of the blogger? Words 111 I suppose the prompts would be thought up by a psychiatrist or psychologist. They would be framed in such a way they would deduce from the answers given, how the blogger sees the world, his deepest thoughts, his hopes, dreams and perhaps his Achilles heel. It’s devious though, because if the blogger knew he was being analysed there wouldn’t be genuine responses. I can actually believe this would work. Is this what Andre is doing? Trying to get us to reveal ourselves, lay our souls bare? I love blog prompts, personally. It does make me take a real look at how I see the world. Sometimes I surprise myself by my thoughts.  |
| * Which do you think is more important to explore and why: outer space (objects in the universe) or under water (life and objects in the water environment)? Which would you choose to explore if you could? Words 222 I know it may sound strange but outer space just doesn’t grab my interest, although was amazed in 1969 when man first landed on the moon. I think that was the last time space news really grabbed my attention. It just seemed incredible to me that the moon we see each night, no matter where we all are in the world, could be reached and walked upon. We watched, holding our collective breaths, when Armstrong placed his foot down on the moon’s surface. I imagined he may simply sink, that the surface was made of stuff we couldn’t possibly know anything about. I think the reason I was so in awe was the reaction of my father. He was born in 1910 so was almost sixty years old in ‘69. He simply could get his head around the moon landing. These days I often have the same reaction to all the technology we have access to. What a century from my dad’s birth to today! What a leap! And yet we still haven’t explored our own planet. Under the oceans is life we haven’t even seen yet. Creatures beyond imagination living lives in complete darkness. Until we fully understand everything about our own home then the race for distant galaxies, which we’ll never see or live on, doesn’t mean that much to me. |
| * If you were allowed to learn magic, who would you most and least like to have as your mentor: Merlin, Harry Potter, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Sapphire Foxx, Jeannie from 'I Dream of Jeannie," Glinda Witch of the North, or Magical Monkey Max (Andre's cousin)? Explain the whynots and what would be your first magic and what would it be used on? I’m wondering if this is a trick question. It presumes magic is real and someone can teach it to me. I wonder what a world with actual magic would be like. I suppose it would depend if it was only available to a few or it was a common commodity. Who would be the few? Those in the prompt’s list? I don’t really trust any of them, especially that Magical Monkey Max. He’s not to be trusted to handle a wand not after… well perhaps I shouldn’t bring that up again? Gee, the world would be a terrible place to live if everyone was outdoing each other, making spells, disrupting other’s spells etc. No one would ever know what was what! No thanks I’ll not take up the offer of magic lessons. I’ll stick to slight of hand stuff. You know, the coin in the ear or a good card trick. |
| * Are the Olympics still a worthwhile event since they are very expensive, have become political, and just benefit a few, if any? I agree the Olympics are expensive, but you know what? Everything is expensive these days, but few are as worthwhile as a sporting event which brings the whole world together. So much, time, money and energy is spent on defending our individual countries. Eyeing each other with suspicion, plotting to be the best, to be the first in so many fields of endeavour. And I guess this goes for sporting endeavours too, but the camaraderie which is shown at the Olympics is so heartening to see. Young people proudly carrying the flags of their countries is so wonderful. Children who may not show promise academically but are sporty can dream of representing their country one day. If there is ever going to be world peace we must first show we can compete on the sporting field and still be able to congratulate the victor. Every four years people from all different countries can sit in their lounge rooms and watch with awe as the best of the best show their strength and talent to us all. How wonderful. |
| CATEGORY 1 PROMPTS * Compare living in downtown, rural or suburbs and which one you'd like and why not the others. We have the best of worlds regarding the place where we live. Our nearest city is Perth Western Australia, the most isolated city in the world. The city itself is only a 40 minute commute yet my husband and I rarely go there these days. We live in the hills above the city off the main highway to the eastern states. Yet although we live only a short way from the highway our road is quiet, leafy and rural. Our little town of Mundaring has everything we need within walking distance. The public library is a two minute walk from our house. We are surrounded by bush land where we can walk our dog each day. On that walk we encounter many kangaroos, prolific bird life and in the season masses of wildflowers. In fact WA has the most diverse flora in the world. I love where we live and wouldn’t exchange it for anywhere else. If we wish to go to the beach we can be there in half an hour. We have tried inner city living and although it has it’s benefits, the noise level is very off putting to us. We love the sounds of the bandicoots in our garden, the birdsong and the the wind in the trees. Western Australia is the best kept secret in the World. |
| Have you ever gotten tipsy, inebriated, or drunk? If you remember what happened, tells us about it. If you don't remember, make something up. If you never were, explain why you shouldn't be banned from the Banana Bar. It’s been many a year now since I got so inebriated I couldn’t remember what happened. I do know times like those are fraught with danger. My husband used to say that after having too much to drink I would flirt. I don’t think I was intentionally flirting, I was probably more unrestrained, you could say. And that, just there, is where the danger lies. Opinions are given when not asked for, inhibitions fly out of the window. People think they can sing like angels, dance like pros and are suddenly the font of all knowledge on any given subject. In fact to the sober eyes amongst the group the drunk person is acting like an absolute fool. So that is why I stick to a couple of glasses of wine these days. Plus the fact of course now I’m old my body just doesn’t recover the same as it used to. But please don’t ban me from the Banana Bar just yet. I’m pretty good at pouring drinks for others, can wash glasses and can be quite entertaining, even when sober. Can’t remember the punch line to jokes though so I’ll leave the one liners to others. |
| * If you won the lottery, raffle or a gamble (e.g. slot machine), what percentage would you give to charity, if any, and what type charity would it be? How I would love to have enough money to cure the world’s problems. So much money is wasted by governments all over the world. Money spent on defence I know is necessary but wouldn’t it be wonderful if all those billions could be spent on ensuring people had enough to eat, good health care and housing. So let’s imagine I am the only winner in a lottery. I’ve won twenty million dollars! It’s so much money isn’t it? And yet a sum which could so easily be spent there are so many worthwhile causes. So, I think I’d stay local, well at least in my own country. That way I have more control over where it goes. Overseas charities often take so much in management fees that little ever reaches the intended recipients. I don’t even think I’d let the money out of my home state of Western Australia. We have our share of first world problems here. Not enough public housing and not enough hospitals for our ever increasing population. Twenty million dollars? It’s not enough to solve those problems. But I’d give some to the Salvation Army. The reason being a member of the Salvos once gave my son ten dollars to buy a meal when he needed it. That was over thirty years ago but I’ll never forget. Free swimming lessons for all children. I don’t know how much that would cost but there have been so many drownings this summer in Australia, that surely it would be a good use of some funding. I’d need to look after my family though. I’d love to see all my grandchildren being able to purchase new homes. Goodness me, spending this non existing cash is giving me a headache! |
| PROMPTS WEEK 2 - January 2023 - Non-Judgmental Blogging * Favorite Vegetable - Time for vegetable ranking. What's your favorite and how do you like it? What's least favorite and why? Would you eat it a a formal dinner to be polite? I love vegetables, let me put that out there. There are none I hate, well I don’t think so but I’ve not given artichokes a fair go. My favourites of all time are Brussel Sprouts. I know they’re not most people’s choice but they remind me of Christmas. On reflection I probably have a fondness for them because of a childhood memory, which I actually had forgotten until just now. Flashback seventy years, a very young me and my dad on a frosty morning in the vegetable garden. One of those mornings when your hands hurt because of the cold. Mittened little hands picking those delightful miniature cabbages. There’s something magical about the way they grow on the stalk, bright green balls of goodness. Of course they need to be cooked just right, not undercooked because they can be bitter and not over cooked when they’ve lost their bright green colour and shape. School dinners have a lot to answer for. My least favourite would be cooked celery. Raw is fine, nice and crunchy, but cooked not so fine. However I would still eat it if presented to me at a dinner party. Now I’m getting hungry for a plate of mixed vegetables stir fried with Oyster Sauce. |
| Category 1: If cars were banned, would you ride a horse or a bike or something else? My husband and I are visiting Cairns in Queensland at the moment. Walking is proving a little challenging owing to a hip issue. As we are lacking transport of our own my attention has been drawn to beautiful little e-scooters for hire. My more cautious other half strongly advised me against such folly as it’s been many years since I’ve balanced on anything with two wheels. We were discussing my options on the street where these shiny purple vehicles were calling my name , when a large fellow swiped his credit card , put on the helmet and told me to watch him, it would be easy. I said I’d watch his progression down the road and if he could, then so could I. Needless to say he travelled about 50 metres before falling off the kerb into the road. Hubby was pleased to have been proved right and feeling rather disgruntled I continued on our slow walk around the city. So my answer to the prompt’s question is an e-scooter. Category 2: What are you doing to save the environment from overuse, pollution, or affecting the climate? I am great at recycling. I sort out plastics from glass, green glass from brown, and cardboard and paper. Until recently our local supermarkets received all their soft plastics back to the store. Bread wrappers, biscuit packets etc, all could be recycled. However apparently there is no use for this type of plastic anymore. Now each time I throw a biscuit or bread wrapper in to landfill my guilt knows no bounds. Category 3: Monkeys are known to throw stuff. What is the grossest thing you have ever thrown or gotten on your hands and tried to shake off? Optionally augment your entry with why it happened, who or what you threw it at, and if there was retaliation. Like most women who have experienced motherhood I have to inform you there’s nothing grosser than human waste. For several years or probably more we get more sh..t on our hands than we could measure. I can’t say I’ve ever thrown it back. |
Prompt eight for
In Victor Hugo’s classic story, Le Miserables, the sewers of Paris played an integral part. “Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of sewers; which has its streets, its crossroads, its squares, its blind-alleys, its arteries, and its circulation, which is of mire and minus the human form.” ( Victor Hugo, Leviathan's Intestine, book II ) The sewers were designed a century ago and yet remain pertinent today. It stands as a monument to man’s sanitary genius. Under the feet of the citizens of Paris, the sewers unfold 2600 km of galleries and gutters. Some 300 million qm3 of rainwater and wastewater pass through them every year, hurtling down the pipes of this singular, gravitational and visitable network. Moreover, the waters are directed to power plants where they become treated and cleaned. The sewers also house other networks: potable drinking water, non-drinking water and even fiberoptics since several years! A museum has been built purposely for anyone interested in the history of the sewers. If anyone wants a fascinating and informative tour whilst visiting the city of love, I can recommend this.tour, especially if you are a writer and would like to set your story in the Parisian sewers. Forget about the images of narrow and dark tunnels, a visit to these sewers will set your reader’s heart a racing as your protagonist is pursued through this underground maze. |
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