Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Trifecta: Week 105, The problem with kids today!

And now for this week's prompt.

PLUCK: (transitive verb) 1: to pull or pick off or out
2 a : to remove something (as hairs) from by or as if by plucking b : rob, fleece 
3: to move, remove, or separate forcibly or abruptly  
4 a : to pick, pull, or grasp at b : to play by sounding the strings with the fingers or a pick - 

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The problem with kids today!

“My idiot son was supposed to have put a coin in each of my hands.”
The ferryman just nodded in commiseration.
“One for me and one for my wife, she passed about ten years back. There she is now.”
The ferryman looked around, saw he had no other paying customers and shoved off.
“Wait, I had the coins in my hands, I saw my son pluck them away at the viewing.”
The ferryman just shrugged and was swallowed up by the mist. 

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Trifextra Week ninety-three, Thinking man's god.

Buddhist cosmology tells of Trāyastriṃśa, or the Heaven of Thirty-Three gods, which rule over the human realm.  This weekend we're asking for exactly 33 of your own words about a god of your own devising that shares heaven with the other thirty-two gods.  Make it yours and have fun with it. - See more at:

I am the god of words and letters,
syllables and sounds,
numbers and computations,
creativity and ideas.
I abide in the gray matter.
I am the thinking man’s god.
Nothing happens without ME!

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Trifextra challenge Ninety-two, Farewell

It was actually the 20th of February that this scene played out

Trifextra: Week Ninety-Two
Trifextra: Week Ninety-Two
Trifextra challenge

"It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die."

Not a slow and lingering death, swift and merciful at his behest.
"He'll feel no pain?"
"None, he's on a morphine drip."
"Disconnect all life support."
They pull the plug on my father