Time

Patience is entirely codependent on our perception of the importance of the passage of what we commonly refer to as time.

No time, no patience required.

So if you believe time is Krugerrands you might very well have less patience than Kruggerands.

Times up!

 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/patience/

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Hey Mister Wait For Me, I’ve Got A Nickel

If I had a nickel for every time I have had to restart a computer, phone, tablet, cable box, router, or modem since the 1980’s I would not have to still be tossing nickels around like they were manhole covers.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/restart/

Daily NoFi

via Daily Prompt: Carousel

It was then as I wandered in the forest preserves of my youth unassailed by any kind of Fi that my head began to swim in the past. Sure I was no longer in the moment but the reverie carousel of my days sup supped up both hemispheres of my mushy brain. Probably fired all through the lower middle parts as well.

Oh the lovely visions that swirled around. Some with the quietude of days drowning worms for easily gotten but more perilous to release bullhead. Others of Catholic School girl conquests from after school rehearsals for “Carousel” were like a clarion call to long set aside libidinous memory lures of youth. Also afore mentioned biking on mud paths reserved for the young now frequented by colorfully garbed cycling and jogging enthusiasts.

With that I am pleased that such resources are presently utilized for such ecologically economical ergonomic pursuits. A carousel that has brought us to a much better place indeed on this earthy crust.
 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/carousel/

Daily Theater

Well pluck the duck. What do I have to lose. I guess I will go live in the future even if it is inhabited with people that have boomer expectations in a millennial economy. Sure it’s like having bees live in your head, but there you are.

Everything I know I learned from Firesign Theater.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/pluck/

Quickened Sickened

via Daily Prompt: Quicken

Back in the days of irrational exuberance and before all your Spondulix was online and downloadable; Intuit came along with a little ditty called Quicken. Since we were young and the internets were dumb much of the accounts, spending, and bills required data entry rather than syncing with obtuse and arcane file formats from various financial institutions. Cash transactions required a receipt.

Oh Boy!

But since the household was hemorrhaging money, as all good job creating consumer households should, it was necessary to spend Saturday mornings trying to balance and track what was going where and why. It became clear that the only thing quick about this process was how it quickened the ex out the door weekend mornings due to the inevitable discovery of numerous and unmentioned charges that would miraculously appear on the snail mailed paper statements.

Recriminations and many a ruined weekend followed.

At the time the only thing Quicken quickened was a trip to divorce court and understanding of the quick bunny trail to financial ruin.

Now that everyone across the globe can pick your pocket with nary a reach around or how do you do, Quicken has fulfilled the catchy name’s promise.

But the question still remains. “Do you have a receipt for that?”

quicken-logo

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/quicken/

 

 

 

Huid

via Daily Prompt: Hideout

My hide is always out.

Thank you very much.

It would be quite messy if it wasn’t.

My hide keeps everything in place. I prefer to keep my innards in, and my outards out.

I just watched “The Revenant” and I do not want anyone hanging my hide out.

 

Of course of late I’ve been feeling like I’m living in a first world economy with third world leadership mentality.

May need a hideout to holdup in for a few.

Just in case.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/hideout/

 

 

Iambic Calmity

Oh I’m calm alright

I am super deluxe special edition calm.

I’m so calm I stop for green lights.

I have no fear of being rear ended,

I am driving so calmly.

Some people honk and swear.

They need to calm down.

If they are on my bumper,

I think they just want to give me  push.

In a calm and neighborly manner of course.

After all,

I am new and improved

Organic

Fat free

Sugar free

Gluten free

Humanely raised

Free range

Zero trans fat

No artificial ingredients

Calm

We will all get where we are going.

It just may not be where we thought.

Or when we thought.

Everything is okay until it isn’t.

Something will happen.

Something different.

Until then

Stay calm

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/calm/