Chained Mountains
For the first time in my life I saw chained mountains while on the trip through Canada. Some were in Canada and some in the USA. At first I thought it was some kind of net thing. It kind of reminded me of spider webs. I had to look fast as we went racing past, but I could see up close they are chain link fences.
What a good idea! At least that way when the mountain does it’s inevitable crumbling thing the results don’t land on anyone. We could use some here, too. But I’ll bet we don’t get them any time soon. Stuff like this is bound to be expensive, and we don’t really have the population levels to spread it around.
The Express Way
Tina: I always wanted to talk to Ken. He’s my idol. I just want to hug him and kiss him and… but I never had the words. Oh! I know how to get my feelings across. I’ll do it right now.
Theodor: Wait! Don’t get out of the car now.
Tina: Why not?
Theodor: Because This time machine is in express mode. We’re about to go again.
Previously in Jack and Jill: KenNetTic
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “Express” as suggested by Heather
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Three Chairs
“Grandma, what’s the scariest thing you’ve ever seen?” He curled up closer as the two watched a vampire movie.
“Three chairs.”
“Whaaat?! That’s not right. Tell me the truth.”
“Oh, no, it wasn’t the chairs themselves. It was what they meant. I went to a café with three of my closest friends, but the café was attacked by terrorists. They told us they would kill anyone who didn’t sit down. There were only three chairs.”
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo credit: Melanie Greenwood
T13 – To Do List
1. Get more sleep! I was tripping all over myself all day yesterday.
2. Keep up with my boss.
3. Distribute posters for NaNo. I became a minion this year. – Think Municipal Liaison with fewer perks.
4. Work up my outline for my NaNo book.
5. Set up my word count widget.
6. Get the NaNo folders ready to hand out.
7. Do an interview with the local paper for NaNo.
8. Contact an old writer’s group member about NaNo.
9. Get some of my other commitments cleared so I’ll have time to write.
10. Get The Girl’s senior pictures turned in.
11. Figure out how to turn in senior pictures.
12. Make some big meals so I’ll have leftovers handy.
13. Get my laundry done.
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Suzie’s House 380 : Storm Clouds
Stephanie was rounding the long sweep of John Nolan Drive right between the two lakes when she spotted the funny cloud. Funny as in suspicious. The way that particular black nub Ved down was probably just a fluke. Though still early in Summer, they really shouldn’t be seeing too many funnel clouds now. Then again it seemed like the warning sirens were going off more and more lately.
Invasion of Personal Space
I’ve been involved with construction work enough to know there is no way the people who do it can avoid getting in your personal space. Still, I was quite shocked when I returned from a day in Whistler to find an electrical cord had been plugged into the front of my timeshare.
They were doing extensive renovations throughout the timeshare. I saw much of it while hiking around the area or from the parking lot. But I had assumed they were plugging in to unoccupied units.
Although I didn’t see anyone on the porch, the cord remained there, dangling for days. A time or two I was sorely tempted to unplug it just to see what would happen. I feel so virtuous for leaving it alone.
Now I’m in the opposite shoes as I do extensive repairs on my rental house. There’s just no way of doing it without getting in someone’s way.
KenNetTic
Tina: This is definitely NOT the 1930’s. It’s the 70’s!
Theodor: How do you know. Good Lord! Is that man naked?
Tina: That’s how I know. That’s Ken. He’s streaking.
Theodor: I don’t see any smears. He must be a lunatic. Shall we get out the net?
Tina: Don’t bother. He’ll just drive you nuts. It’s enough to make me twitch.
Previously in Jack and Jill: Time was made for traveling (in a Studebaker)
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “kinetic” as suggested by Novroz
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Pictures of a Descent
Martin squinted through the camera, checking the auto focus and framing, even through it was all futile. There wasn’t a single bird to be seen on the lake today. Not one. A couple hundred years ago there would have been thousands of ducks on their annual migration. Imagine it! The grace, freedom, and flurry of wings all around. When Martin tried to imagine it, he always thought of a puzzle with half the pieces gone. No big picture. He took out the next framed photo in the series and attached it to the display – fake birds in place of real. Would anyone get it? Even the city council that had authorized his project didn’t seem to understand.
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo credit: The Reclining Gentleman
Suzie’s House 379 : Written By Committee
Gene stretched his leg out and accidentally kicked Emma. She hopped off his bed for a minute, looked around his room, and settled on the floor. Tracy tried to move the guitar off her lap and slapped him in the chest with it.
“Sorry,” she muttered without even looking at him.
“There’s no room in here,” Ben grumbled as he got off the floor. He accidentally stepped on Bruce, who grunted. “And I need to get some writing done anyway. Come on, Lisa. This is their thing anyway.”
“Wait. I wanted to hear the lyrics again.” She stayed on the floor.
Laundry
Two weeks is just enough time to mean you either have to carry a big bag, get smelly, or do laundry. I chose to do laundry. This proved something of an adventure.
First I had to find the laundry. The timeshare community had one, but to find it I had to call the front desk and beg for directions. It was in a second floor room in a building down the hill and around the corner from where we stayed. That second floor business proved important later on.
The machines only took exact change. I had enough to start the wash, but not enough for the dryer. I decided the best solution was to start the wash, then run off to the grocery store for juice. We were running out anyway. *shrug*.
What I neglected to note was the combination of the key-pad entry and a cut off time. I arrived at the laundry with enough time to move my load to the dryer, but didn’t even think twice about how close to “closing” time it was getting when I stepped out for a minute.
I couldn’t get back in. The code the front desk gave me no longer worked. I had left the clear story window open enough for a body to get through, but the distance from the sill to the outside staircase daunted me.
I was standing on the step reaching up when my daughter caught up with me. She was naturally appalled. I’d already decided I couldn’t quite make the scramble even if I could actually catch hold of the windowsill, but apparently The Girl didn’t get that memo. She squawked at me like a jay bird until I gave up and went back to the unit with her. My only consolation was that if I couldn’t get in at my stuff, neither could anyone else.
Bright and early the next morning there I was trying to get in. The code wouldn’t work! I tried several times, then went back to eye that open window. Luckily someone else came along and got in just fine with me right behind. I guess the timer in the lock was set a few minutes late.
20 year ago I’d have gone through that window right off.
Time was made for traveling (in a Studebaker)
Tina: What happened to your time travel machine?
Theodor: This is it. Judging by the shape I would guess this to be the 1930’s.
Tina: Whoah! What’s that!
Previously in Jack and Jill: Seasoning
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “Time was made for traveling (in a Studebaker)” as suggested by TWM
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