55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: Palin 2012

If Sarah Palin becomes President (stop twitching, just bear with me here), I wonder how many leaders would repeatedly fire translators before realizing…that’s really what comes out of her mouth. Better yet, how many will throw their hands up, shake their heads, and say, “I’m not even going to bother. It’s not worth the effort.”

Sarah word salad Palin

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55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: King’s Power

We watched The King’s Speech a few nights ago. A fantastic movie. I’m stuck on a fact of history. The Anglican Church is headed by the king, which was created by Henry VIII in part because the Catholic Church would not grant him a divorce. Still, the king cannot marry a divorced woman. Very interesting.

The Kings Speech

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55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: Bastrop Prayer

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof. Protecting all, the majority feign repression when advised that prayer shall not be led in public, government-funded schools. No one is restricting private prayer in schools. The restriction is from imposing beliefs. What if a Muslim led your prayer?

Bastrop prayer first amendment

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55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: Sharing

A friend posted a picture of her son on Facebook. Sophia saw the picture, “baby” she said.

“Do you know who that is?” Sophia didn’t say anything so I continued, “That is Treavor. Do you remember his two older sisters?”

Then Sophia interrupted with, “That is Treavor. He touched my toys. Don’t touch my toys!”

Sophia giving Lukas his pacifier

Picture taken 5/21/2011 camping at the cabin. Sophia is giving Lukas his pacifier.

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55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: Toe-may-toe, Toe-ma-toe

We searched the same name book frequently, as if a name may have added since the last viewing. Studying, evaluating, and discarding names repeatedly only to add it back again weeks, days, hours, minutes later.

“How about Henry?” I asked.

“Sure, we’ll call him ahn-REE.”

“Why not cut to the chase and name him Pretentious?”

Pretentious

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55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: Chit Chat

I find small talk to be irritating. I can see and interpret the weather just fine thank you, no need to discuss it. I only tolerate such mind numbing chatter if a Mocha Scooby Snack is dangled before me. Yes, I did notice the rain is wet. How amusing you’ve come to the same conclusion.

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55 Flash non-Fiction Friday: Family Planning

Family planning isn’t a euphemism for abortion. (If they cared so much for the unborn passing healthcare reform wouldn’t be so difficult.) That’s not all that Planned Parenthood does. If Republican’s are concerned with “welfare mothers” mooching off the government teat, why not fund the one organization helping to plan families when they’re financially secure.

it's about planned parenthood

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55 Flash Fiction Friday: Pregnancy Brain

“He snapped his Achilles tendon playing softball.” Kurt said.

“Going to start teasing him about his age? Call him…oh who was that?…Not Hercules.”

Kurt raised his eyebrow, “Achilles.”

I buried my head in my hands knowing the torment about to come upon me.

“Who was the guy that died of Lou Gehrig’s disease?” He began.

Pregnant with baby boy

Picture taken 8/7/2010.

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55 Flash Fiction Friday: Simply Attention to Detail

Watching a show on luxury yachts, they went over the details of the dining area of a yacht and I said, “two hundred thousand a week and they can’t hire someone to straighten the candle sticks?” Kurt looks at me and says, “Sounds like you’re ready to be rich. You’re a pain in the ass.”

luxury yacht dining

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55 Flash Fiction Friday: Marriage Monotony

“What’s the special occasion?”
Dumbfounded he hesitantly said, “none”.
“I smell aftershave. You only shave on Sunday nights and it’s Wednesday.”
Laughing, “Tomorrow they’re taking pictures. I’m even going to wear my wedding tuxedo.”
“Did your boss tell you to not wear a t-shirt?”
“No, but he asked that I not wear a competitor’s shirt”

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