Topic: Rain
Shawn
The rain fell alike upon the just and upon the unjust, and for nothing was there a why and a wherefore.
W. Somerset Maugham
I crave a little sunshine. It's been overcast today. When I was a teenager, each summer I used to arrange groups of potted plants on my mother's front porch to create vistas & hidden areas and furniture to arrange conversational groups. At the end I always put the chaise lounge. With hummingbirds zooming from feeder to feeder over my head, I'd lie in that chair, partially concealed by a big palm, and read tatty secondhand books. Eventually the warmth would get to me and I'd drift off to sleep.
I also crave porcupine meatballs, which my sister and I learned to make out of Betty Crocker's Children's Cookbook (the 1960s edition). But I'm going out tonight to a leaving party which will feature much classier cuisine, so must forbear. :)
FWIW, anyone who is a member of this community can now post a topic. I, at least, promise to respond!
(from a thread on a newsgroup I read)
Tell us about a story tied up with a song. The song that makes you think of someone, the song they were playing when. . .
You know it. There's a story that comes flooding back every time you hear--
So, parties. Social gatherings. Groups of people. Mobs.
What I want from you this time is a story about a social gathering--what happened there? Social gaffes? A brilliant scene? Did someone say something you never forgot?
Did you ever attend a party that was a wet fart or possibly one that was completely wonderful? There's a story in it somewhere; share it with us!
(Excuse my lousy syntax; though this is a "night" prompt I'm writing this far too early for me)
Ever stolen anything? What was it? What's the story behind your theft--are you guilty, do you feel justified, or do you just not care?
If you're innocent of theft yourself (or don't want to share), has anyone stolen anything from you? What was it and how did you feel?
So then, it was over. Tell about how you stopped something, quit something, or how something ended. It could be your graduation or the day you decided not to smoke anymore or the time you dropped that toxic girlfriend. So tell us all about . . . THE END!
Ok, here it is. This is the place for that barf story, that inopportune burst of wind, that belch in the middle of a serious speech, that cricket leg in your salad.
Go on, try to gross us out. I double dog dare ya!
Well, after my last story *ahem* I think embarrassing moments are a good choice for a topic!
So, yours or another's, as long as it's a true one--tell us about something completely cringeworthy!
You can laugh about it *now*, can't you?
