Prompt by https://pauldaronson.wordpress.com/2019/06/02/50-words-1/
Tomorrow is my D day. I will know if the government will continue to give me
the pension. With all the problems I have in my body, a new one with my arthritic
left hand. Uncertainty. Yet I’m not nervous to face the music.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Prompt by https://butismileanyway.com/2019/06/01/socs-june-1-19-silence/
I´m falling
I´m not silent but calling
I’m taking my time on the ride
I´m not full of pride but I also don’t hide
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Prompt https://athling2001.wordpress.com/2019/04/29/jsw-prompt-4-29-2019/
The last train has long been gone. I hit the bottom, yet again. So many
times I have been in detox centres that this time I decided it has to be
only on me to stay sober.
I don´t have a steady job, neither does over 20% of the population,
Writing is my job but it doesn´t pay the 10 by 20 foot room I rent. I know
the measurements because I just measured them!I get odd jobs here and there,
which you obviously don´t pay taxes on them. I receive a 350$ pension from the state,
that is great. With that I pay rent,little food,little cigarettes,and the booze.
No eating at restaurants, no movies, no nothing. Whoever said money doesn´t make you happy….
I can kill that person.
To not get the booze I play mind tricks. Obviously stick to my daily schedule I have set
to myself, but when I get in this 10 by 20 foot room….I dress as if I was on a job interview
while I sit in the only hard wooden chair in front of the computer. As long as I write
I´m in a office so I dress as a Wall Street executive. If I decide to lay down to read in bed,
I put on a tracksuit. I get up to the computer and put on my work clothes.
Just little mind tricks if not I slip into the dark side.
The last train….I guess I´ll have to buy a new one.
https://trentsworldblog.wordpress.com/2017/01/29/i-want-your-smiles-weeklysmile-56-reminder/
I have a blessed family and a cool dog that is also my editor. Usually on the weekends I go
to my parents house and spend some time there. Is great since I’m not freezing my behind like
in the house I live in and ofcourse the meals…family, friends of family, and the cool bulldog.
As I said my editor
As you can see she is reading every line and if I mess up just one comma she barks at me,
and bites me on the foot. It’s just a relaxing place overall before the storm comes on
Monday.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Sunday Photo Fiction – 72 Hours
The shrink entered the confessional, he could feel his palms sweating.
“Father forgive me since I have sinned.”
“Tell me son, you are safe here.” Said the priest.
“I have been using my influence to take advantage of people.” The shrink said with a trembling voice.
“In what way son?”
“I have used my powers to have sex with women.”
The priest sighed thinking that yet another pervert just entered the house of Christ. He took
a deep breath a pushed through, ” In what way son?”
“I give them advice which misleads them in thinking that sleeping with me will solve their problems.”
“May I ask what is your profession son?” The priest asked, he was tired of asking all day long
and hearing the troubles of people, what about his own troubles? So there he was torch in hand
smoking his first joint.
“I´m a shrink.”
The priest got red in the face,”You motherfucker!”He yelled.
The shrink was petrified, “Sorry father I…I..”
“Shut the hell up, you punk, a freaking shrink I have to take? What do you think I do for half
of the day!? I listen and listen to people and give them advice. You idiot, are you people
trying to take away my job, is that it!!”
So the priest took his torch stuck it in the little window and let the shrink have a rapid fire
hair cut.
234 words.
So here is the conversation:
Ring riiiiiiiing! Then I jump almost 10 feet in the air
Damn! I have to change this stupid ring tone and might
as well save some money to get a 21st century phone,
this ring tone is gonna give me a heart attack.
“Hello?”
“Congratulations!”
“Hi mom, congratulations?”
“Yes, congratulations.”
“O.K… what did you smoke this morning?”
“Me nothing, but you….it´s your birthday idiot.”
“Shit….”
(In spain instead of saying happy birthday we often say
felicidades, we say both but felicidades is what is most common)
So it didn´t registered at all, I completely forgot that I made
it to be 34. Go figure that one out.
So there is my weekly smile.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
By:https://trentsworldblog.wordpress.com/2016/08/31/weekly-smile-35-weeklysmile/
Bad pancreas-check
Bad liver-check
Days of agony without being able of getting out of bed-check
Broken bones-check
I probably forgot something, have little time for my internet crime,
yep more, two thrombus or blood clots and one is near the heart,
what an art I could even have a heart attack, all these things leaves
me weak like a little girl without one curl.
But,
33 years old here I am
living day to day
i pray
i say
i have internet today
i have a loving family
i have a loving pet wich is annoyingly
i have no money
but doesn´t mean i have no funny
i have…..shit, I´m alive! I´m ALIVE!
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Prompt by:https://trentsworldblog.wordpress.com/2016/08/17/weekly-smile-33-weeklysmile/
Why is this dude smiling?
You can´t really tell I´m smiling
cause I´m not, neither I´m crying
So that is “the park”(one of them anyways)
were there are no ducks that quack
And I haven´t set a foot there
for a long time and I have more time to spare
Not the best of places
only criminals giving you their graces.
So I smile!! Two weeks, Two weeks!
without any drinks
Staying sober
so I don´t become that ogre
One day at a time
hopefully this time
yet again
will be a long lasting train, healthy ride
to say a long good by to the alcohol high.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Prompt by : https://secretkeeper.net/2016/06/20/weekly-writing-prompt-42/
*My first shot at this*
Using the words: Meaning/Raise/Cry/Dream/Ground/ and as I found out is 3/5/3/3/7/5
Meaning
Your sweet spot
Cry the river
Raise!
From the ground to Skype it
Dream of me baby
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
Prompt by : https://rogershipp.wordpress.com/2016/05/26/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-week-22-2016/
The opening sentence must be, “I am not staying here, honey”
“I am not staying here honey.” She said after she saw a row of cockroaches
in the bathtub.
” Do you know how far is the next motel?”
“I prefer to sleep in the car.” She responded.
He sighed, “Come on Tina, asian people actually eat them, over there is
considered a delicatessen, good protein.”
“Jack, that is not funny.”
Now Jack´s mind was thinking how in the world could he pay a good
hotel for his wife, he had been kicked off out of his work last week and
he still got out of the house at 7 a.m dressed for work trying to keep
appearances. She wanted a vacation and he really couldn´t afford it.
“Tina, I have to tell you something.”
” I know, and don´t look at me with that confused face. You are not working.”
“How how….”
“I called the office, not that hard Jack, I do know you remember? Plus you
did´ t marry a stupid woman, so now would you get back in bed?”
” I thought…”
” I love you idiot, get back in bed.”
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
CRAZY LIFE 
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