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Great Hurdling Hurricanes! September 13, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Nature, Word Play.
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Hurricanes are no laughing matter.

Florence is packing a punch as she heads for the mid-Atlantic coast.

North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, Maryland, Virginia, and DC are bracing for her arrival.  Each has declared a state of emergency.

Thousands are fleeing the coastline for higher ground.  People are boarding up homes and stocking supplies.

Etc.

Having gone through an evacuation last fall due to Hurricane Irma, I sense the increasing stress and tension as we watch and wait for landfall.

Although hurricanes are no laughing matter, the following image of Florence’s approach amused me, providing me with some much needed stress relief:

As Hurricane Florence hurdled towards the East Coast, its final destination remains uncertain, but North Carolinians who appear to be in the storm’s path were taking few chances.

Hurdle ~ to leap over a barrier or obstacle in a race

Hurtle ~ to move rapidly or forcefully

Since Florence is NOT a track star, I expect the journalist meant to say “As Hurricane Florence hurtles towards the East Coast . . .”

Then, again, maybe she knew we all needed a good laugh.

Aah . . . that’s better! 

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Fiction Prompt from Poets & Writers September 7, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Fiction, Word Play, Writing & Writers.
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I received this Fiction Prompt from Poets & Writers today and found it intriguing:

What kind of story would you write for someone reading it one hundred years from now?

For Scottish artist Katie Paterson’s Future Library project, which started in 2014, she has commissioned Margaret Atwood, David Mitchell, Elif Shafak, Sjón, and Han Kang to write manuscripts that will remain unread in storage in an Oslo library until 2114. The texts will then be printed on paper made from one thousand trees planted in a Norwegian forest when the project began.

Write a short story with the notion that it won’t be read for one hundred years. While imagining a future generation of readers, explore themes involving time, eternity, and mortality.

Do you think that the participating writers will all abide by the “rules” . . . allowing their words to remain unread for 100 years?

Or will most/all of them keep a copy available to share with chosen readers before the designated date?

Aah . . . that’s better!

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream July 9, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Health & Wellness, People, Word Play.
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“Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.”

~ William C. Dement

That’ll give you something to ponder as you nod off tonight.

Aah . . . that’s better!

That’s It! May 1, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Happiness, Life Balance, Mindfulness, Word Play.
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Another nugget from Nuggets of Gold:

That’s how I felt the other day as I read the Christmas Wish I wrote at age 9:

That’s it!

I am here to enhance happiness!

How awesome is that?

Aah . . . that’s better!

Friday the 13th . . . Again! April 13, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Life Balance, Mindfulness, Word Play.
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The scariest thing about Friday the 13th for me is the words used to describe phobias attached to it.  Words like:

Friggatriskaidekaphobia (Frigga-triska-ideka-phobia) ~ how would you like to get stuck with that tongue-twister in the Scripps Spelling Bee?

Wikipedia ~ Friday the 13th (Free Use)

What about paraskevidekatriaphobia  (Para-skevi-deka-tria-phobia)?

By the time you spit out that monster, it’s Saturday the 14th.

I also love Black Cats.  We rescued a solid black kitten once.  We called him Buddha.  Not because of his color . . . because of his big fat Buddha Belly.

And his serene nature.   He held our hearts in steady gaze . . .

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Aah . . . that’s better!

Happy Friday the 13th!  Be well and mindful as you move through your day.  Namaste! _/!\_

That’s A Full Day! February 7, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Happiness, Life Balance, Mindfulness, Word Play.
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At Epcot, we stopped to admire this elephant.

After snapping a shot, I paused to read the contiguous quote by coach Jim Valvano:

“To me, there are three things we all should do every day.  We should do this every day of our lives.  Number one is laugh.  You should laugh every day.  Number two is think. You should spend some time in thought.  And number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy.  But think about it.  If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that’s a full day.  That’s a heck of a day.  You do that seven days a week, you’re going to have something special.”

Here’s what I Think ~> when I Laugh until I Cry, that’s a heck of a day.

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Aah . . . that’s better!

Post # 3000 January 31, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Blogging, Humor, Word Play, Writing & Writers.
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This is my 3000th post.

When I started blogging, back in 2010, I had no idea that I would write anything close to that number of posts.

Or that I would be blogging for 8 years.

I guess that means that I’m prolific.
Or verbose.
Or both.

You decide.

Aah . . . that’s better!

“We’re All Here . . . “ January 20, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, Music & Dance, Word Play.
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While driving up A1A through Fort Lauderdale Beach, a sign caught my eye:

M.E.N.T.A.L.

Hmm . . .

Curious, I looked closer and spied a funny tagline (like the one in this “borrowed” shot):

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After doing a quick google, I found bumper stickers, t-shirts, mugs, plaques, and even clocks sporting the same punny tagline.

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Even Steven Tyler is familiar with this funny punny.

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Which left me wondering ~> where have I been???

If not “all here” or “all there,” I guess I’ve been “out there” somewhere.

Aah . . . that’s better!

A Tweet & A Twitter January 6, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, Word Play.
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I don’t Tweet on Twitter, but I bumped into this gem in Reader’s Digest:

“Sometimes I just want to go live alone in the woods and meditate . . . but other times I think that’d be Thoreauing my life away.”

@Rachel_Mandik

Aah . . . that’s punny!

Have You Ever Wondered Why . . . October 14, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, Word Play.
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Have you ever wondered why:

We never see the headline “Psychic Wins  Lottery.”

We leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our  useless junk in the garage.

“Abbreviated” is such a long word.

A house burns up as it burns down.

We fill in a form by filling it out.

Doctors and lawyers charge so much when they’re just “practicing.”

We call our investment advisor a “broker.”

The sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin.

We make bottled lemon juice with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid with real lemons.

We have noses that run and feet that smell.

We drive on a parkway and park on a driveway.

We called it Con-gress, and not Pro-gress.

Banks leave both doors open and chain the pens to the  counters.

People recite at a play and play at a recital.

We ship by truck and send cargo by ship.

People order a Double Whopper, Biggie Fries, and . . . a Diet Coke.

Quicksand works so slowly.

Boxing rings are square.

We call the time of day with the slowest traffic “rush  hour.”

A slim chance and a fat chance are the same thing, but a wise man and a wise guy are opposites.

They sterilize the needle for lethal injections.

Drugstores make the sick walk to the back of the store to  get prescriptions filled while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.

Apartments are all stuck together.

Noah didn’t swat those two mosquitoes.

Sheep don’t shrink when it rains.

We don’t make planes out of the stuff they use to make the indestructible black box.

An alarm goes off by going on.

Aah . . . that’s better!

Inspiration: two e-mails from unknown authors.