And now a request from the audience

Prompt: Brag


Hi Wednesday,

Here I am, laptop in lap, watching Stephen Colbert on TV, wondering why I am so completely and utterly bored by superhero movies, and why Trump doesn’t seem to understand we notice his extreme vanity; i.e. the long ties to make him look taller and less wide, the poofy yellow comb over, the orange tan with reverse raccoon eyes. And more importantly, that he doesn’t seem to know that those vanity strategies don’t actually work for him: we know he’s fat, bald, old, and pasty. None of that would matter a whit if he was a decent and competent man, of course. But that he tries so very hard to be something he is not, and tries so unsuccessfully… well I can’t help but wonder, as I sit here with my laptop.

I don’t have a lot to brag about. I’m aging, I get grey hair, I would like to be less wide and have an impossibly lustrous mane of hair, a dewy youthful complexion. I just never occurred to me to take bad advice about those things. We all see people who have their personal vanities— usually these are harmless and sometimes even endearing. Many women (and men) succumb to inadvisable surgeries and other augmentations. But how many people do you know who go the the transparent and ineffective lengths that the Donald does? Exactly how insecure is he? And should such obvious shallowness, vanity, and cluelessness have alerted voters?

Yes, me and my laptop wonder.

Meanwhile, may I present a few of my favourite cartoons, the first of which is the only one that relates to today’s prompt, “brag”?

cartoon that-s-the-last-time-we-brag-about-our-kids-new-yorker-cartoon_u-l-pgpmlt0

cartoon singer-smashes-banjo-matthew-diffee

cartoon trumps africa


The real prompt was about not being afraid to recognize and appreciate your good qualities, if not brag about them. Let’s do that!

Peace and love,

~~FP

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Wait, It Gets Worse

Prompt: Pluck


Dear Wednesday,

The word “pluck” is one of those English words that has at least two completely different definitions– how on earth do new English speakers ever learn the language?

Pluck can mean “find and pull out”, as in “pluck (the feathers from) a chicken” or “pluck (the stray hairs from) one’s eyebrows.

It can mean a method of playing a stringed instrument, using the fingers instead of a bow.

It can mean a little spark of courage and energy, or spunk, as in Lou Grant telling Mary Tyler Moore: “You’ve got spunk! …I hate spunk.”

And like so many, many words, the more you write or say it, the more alien it seems.

Tenuously related to “pluck” is the first of several of my favourite cartoons:

cartoon elevator banjo


cartoon clarinet pepper grinder


cartoon batman catwoman



Have a great Wednesday and a summery week, full of music, plucking, and cats!

~~FP