So many versions of this blues standard. But this is my favorite.
But the first blues song I remember hearing was this. Wore the grooves off this album.
Hesitation
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The Vapors
What started as a run on sentence
Begat this unholy scat
things that used to make me blush
even while I was in such a rush
only then wanting them to hush
telling people to shush up
after reaching out to touch
trying to grasp a whole bunch
many hours before for lunch
until I heard that nasty crunch
a terrible accident as such
sent me reeling
without punctuation
on this river
of verbiage ramblation
unable to deliver with punch
so Ill fake it into cush
make it look like
planned adverse
while I sit here
on my tush
Today
Things on public display
That might or might not
Make us blush
Would probably have
Given our ancestors
The vapors
Real or feigned
Order Up
Our knowledge of space is pure speculation.
On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn.
Best burger for light years.
Ingredients unknown
But their motto is:
To Serve Man
Niche
nouveau riche caste search
never achieves the rich niche
gaude sublimate
with garish accoutrements
gauche ticky tacky gild trash
Seashells
Susan and Sally went to the seashore to a very popular seafood restaurant. Being fully paid up members in the ladies who lunch bunch of society, they settled in with cocktails for a nice long one.
Susan’s gaze locked with the stranger’s across the crowded restaurant, and she was suddenly overwhelmed by a powerful emotion. She did not know why the vision of this well appointed flâneur had stirred such deep body quivers and quakes within her. She felt a very strong compunction to go down to the beach and sell seashells at highly inflated prices to fulfill this strangers deepest need.
She had hoped he had designs on her. But truly, he only cared for himself. No more long lingering lunches for her. She was now a slave to the growing seashell economic bubble.
More shells. More better, was the watchword of the era. Even her one time friend Sally could not save her from herself or her shellfish desires.
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Quaff
Imagine my surprise when what I thought would be a thoroughly excellent Wordle start word, “quafe” was not acceptable to the Wordle divinties. So I did a query and lo and behold it was not an acceptable English spelling. Apparently it is spelled “quaff”. An unquestionably awful starter word. Quite the quagmire I muttered to myself. So off I went on my daily quixotic quiz quest, with a quotient of quality alliteration and quanting ways. Most of which resulted in quenching my thirst for word quaking in a most satisfying way. (See solution below) Minor spoiler alert: Not a single Q was used in the solving of this quintessentially quirky quiz.
A quality score which I shan’t quibble with
Add this to the #SoCS que
Dismal 204
Off The Old Block
Today’s prompt caused this spark in my neural pathways
once a wire
add a switch
born a circuit
became integrated
to be a transistor
shrunk to a chip
begat a microchip
quantum computing
here I come
Yikes!
Tarantella
Little Debbie was a very fussy Scorpio, though she had some ways about her that weren’t quite right. Still the very thought of a public thriller of any sort made her gag. But the fact that the Tarantella Tombola was for a good cause made her climb on board for what became the ride of her life.
Protect us Prospectus
Finish your dinner
There are children starving
In ____________________
In ____________________
In ____________________
In ____________________
That was mom's refrain
Card carrying member
Of Depression Era
Clean plate club
Pick the country du jour
There were hungry people
There are hungry people
Getting hungrier
Very soon
Getting hangry
And hangrier
Sure aid measures
Are stop gap
Now we will see
When we stop
Stopping the gap
Around the world
And here at home
I was lucky then
I am lucky now
But as the prospectus states
Past performance
Is no guarantee
Of future performance
One of life's fine print
Little disclaimers
