This Is Inactive

Obviously this is inactive. I didn't get the response that I had expected so I stopped posting prompts. I would delete this blog but some people might not have saved their entries anywhere.

Any ideas?

I likely won't be eating any Easy Mac for a while so I thought I would ask all the vegetarians who read this (assuming anyone still does) what I should eat while over in potato land. Any ideas?

A balanced diet

My family threw me a going away party today. There were hugs, tears and a prayer…my family prays a lot. Everyone stood in a circle around me and prayed aloud, and it was really pretty moving. Although I don’t have the best relationship with some members of my family, at the end of the day, they’re still my family and we love each other very much. My favorite prayers were:

Grandma: Lord, please keep Thomas warm and safe. And make sure he eats his vegetables.

Uncle Ed: Lord, please let Thomas do your work and eat vegetables.

Aunt Laurene: Jesus, please protect Thomas and make him eat lots of vegetables.

Obviously, there’s a common concern! I’m really going to miss them and I don't think I realized just how much until today.

Yes, yes you can!

Since I'm still the only one using this, here's another fun story for whoever is still reading. The following is an excerpt from a conversation I had tonight with my genius friend Alletta who’s leaving for Scotland in a week on a Marshal Scholarship with her husband, a really cool, nice guy named Ryan:

Me: There’s enough third-wave feminist in me to not object to all pornography on face. I think it’s just as important that women have control over their sexuality as it is they avoid exploitation. The two go hand in hand, I think.

Alletta: *licks fingers, nods slowly*

Me: I can’t tell if you’re just gearing up to destroy my argument or licking jello shots off your fingers.

Alletta: I can’t do both?

I just saw a tumbleweed roll by on here

Wow, this place is pretty dead. Here's a funny story!

Yesterday I was at a Cake concert in Salem (at which I ran into Mike Owens) and it was hot as hell so I went to get some Gatorade in between bands. While standing in line, this woman who was really drunk and I had the following conversation:

Wacky drunk woman: I really like your shirt, that’s hilarious!

Me: Thanks, I’m glad you like i—

WDW: I’ll buy it from you.

Me: Seriously? No, I’m not—

WDW: I’ll give you 30 bucks for it right now, man! Don’t be a dick! Just give me your shirt.

Me: Oh, well…I need to wear it and all, otherwise I would.

WDW: I fucking hate you.

Me: Listen, I’m doing you a favor! You can get it for like twenty bucks online.

WDW: I’m just kidding, I love you!

*hugs me and gives me a five second kiss on the cheek that gets really awkward*

Me: OK! Thanks! I’m going to buy some Gatorade now!

T-Mac #3

Story starters! I often find that my writing is pretty good for the first few sentences and then the wheels come off the wagon and whatever I’m working on spirals into mediocrity after that. So, rather than writing one response to this prompt, I’m going to write a few of them and just eject before they start to suck...hopefully.

Attempt #1:

Mom always warned me that if I kept making that face, it would stay that way. Well, she was right. Much like “don’t feed the bears” and “don’t mix beer and hard alcohol,” that little lesson flew right over my head and now I’m stuck with a face that resembles a creature off of The X-Files. I would be lying if I said having a mouth the width of a Frisbee didn’t have some advantages. For one, I don’t have to cut up my steak at all, and for another, I’m going to be the subject of a very special Nip/Tuck next season. So I’ve got that going for me.

Attempt #2:

When I tell people that my sister and I are home schooled, most people roll their eyes and assume that we’re freakishly awkward, hyper religious kids who build houses out of popsicle sticks for 14 hours a day while learning about why the world is flat and how Rush Limbaugh is the second coming of Jesus. Really though, we’re just regular kids. We have friends and sleep-overs and own a really awesome easy bake oven. I do gymnastics and my sister competes in science fairs. Our days are fun because we love each other, and that’s what I think of when I look at this picture.

Attempt #3:

My sister and I were told that we needed a talent for the World’s Most Beautiful Child Pageant at Scottsdale Mall and this was the best we could do. Honestly, we’re just not that talented and that might just hold us back in the world of beauty pageants. Oh well. At least we’ll be the most entertaining contestants...unless someone knows how to juggle. Stupid jugglers.

TKO #3

TKO Question #3

Be inspired by this photograph. Write.



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Post due Sunday.

I am gonna keep posting prompts for T-Mac and Tandy Hard at least :) Is anybody else planning on playing too? It's not worth podcasting when there are not votes because there are no posts.