Let's Wordzzle!
Chatty has been remiss about entering her Wordzzles lately, but she has an entry for this week, and is even posting it a bit early.
Raven chose some...shall we say...almost impossible very interesting words for us this week!
For the 10-word challenge, we have:
Netflix
mortgage
skunk
flagrant
New York Times
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
perpendicular
geometry
crabby
shoveling snow
So here is Chatty's entry:
"Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor hail shall keep the postmen from their appointed rounds" my left foot, Sam muttered angrily. OK. He remembered enough from ninth grade geometry to realize that the post holding his mailbox was not quite perpendicular to the ground - in fact it leaned forward slightly, and he'd been planning to fix it once the weather warmed up - but he still had every right to be crabby. That skunk of a postman - with his flagrant disregard of postal rules and regulations - never made any attempt at ALL to close the mailbox door properly, a fact Sam re-discovered to his dismay while shoveling snow from around its base. There, just uncovered by his shovel, were his soggy mortgage payment (now several days overdue), Disc Two of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, which he had ordered last week from Netflix (and which he had already called to complain about not having received), and a pile of mushy newsprint that could only be last Sunday's New York Times. At this moment, Sam could almost cotton to the idea of putting a simple yet effective letter bomb in his leaning box for Mr. Mailman to find as he made his incredibly inept rounds tomorrow. "Going postal" could work both ways, he groused to himself.
Our mini-challenge words are:
pragmatic
crystal ball
laundry
safflower oil
Gregorian chants
Here is what Chatty came up with:
"But, Mom, WHY can't I get a crystal ball for my birthday?" Sally whined. "Because it's an expensive piece of tomfoolery we can't afford, that's why" her mother replied wearily, dumping a fifth load of laundry into the washer. "You're WAY too pragmatic, Mom!" Sally announced disdainfully as she flounced from the room. It had been a word on their vocabulary list last week, and Sally liked the sound of it. All the adults in her life were real buzz-kills. She stomped up the stairs, slammed her bedroom door, and turned the volume on her stereo all the way up. The bass notes rumbled alarmingly, and Sally's mother sighed as she rubbed some Shout into an apron stained with safflower oil before tossing it in with the rest of the whites. It was amazing how something as peaceful as Gregorian chants could become a weapon in the hands of a sulky teenager.
So, that's all Chatty's got. Later, alligators!
Raven chose some...shall we say...
For the 10-word challenge, we have:
Netflix
mortgage
skunk
flagrant
New York Times
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
perpendicular
geometry
crabby
shoveling snow
So here is Chatty's entry:
"Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor hail shall keep the postmen from their appointed rounds" my left foot, Sam muttered angrily. OK. He remembered enough from ninth grade geometry to realize that the post holding his mailbox was not quite perpendicular to the ground - in fact it leaned forward slightly, and he'd been planning to fix it once the weather warmed up - but he still had every right to be crabby. That skunk of a postman - with his flagrant disregard of postal rules and regulations - never made any attempt at ALL to close the mailbox door properly, a fact Sam re-discovered to his dismay while shoveling snow from around its base. There, just uncovered by his shovel, were his soggy mortgage payment (now several days overdue), Disc Two of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, which he had ordered last week from Netflix (and which he had already called to complain about not having received), and a pile of mushy newsprint that could only be last Sunday's New York Times. At this moment, Sam could almost cotton to the idea of putting a simple yet effective letter bomb in his leaning box for Mr. Mailman to find as he made his incredibly inept rounds tomorrow. "Going postal" could work both ways, he groused to himself.
Our mini-challenge words are:
pragmatic
crystal ball
laundry
safflower oil
Gregorian chants
Here is what Chatty came up with:
"But, Mom, WHY can't I get a crystal ball for my birthday?" Sally whined. "Because it's an expensive piece of tomfoolery we can't afford, that's why" her mother replied wearily, dumping a fifth load of laundry into the washer. "You're WAY too pragmatic, Mom!" Sally announced disdainfully as she flounced from the room. It had been a word on their vocabulary list last week, and Sally liked the sound of it. All the adults in her life were real buzz-kills. She stomped up the stairs, slammed her bedroom door, and turned the volume on her stereo all the way up. The bass notes rumbled alarmingly, and Sally's mother sighed as she rubbed some Shout into an apron stained with safflower oil before tossing it in with the rest of the whites. It was amazing how something as peaceful as Gregorian chants could become a weapon in the hands of a sulky teenager.
So, that's all Chatty's got. Later, alligators!
Hey there lady! Thanks for the note on my blog to let me know you were thinking of me!! Sorry, I'm been very lax on posting anything on my blog. Just got kind of blogged out. My Facebook addiction has kind of replaced it. It's like blogging for people with ADD! Perfect for me!! HE!!! So, that said, I would love you to join my Facebook so we can stay in touch more!! Email me and I'll give you my full name so you can find me. I know you said you didn't fully embrace Facebook in the past - but give it just one more chance.
- The Redneck Princess
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Chatty!!! I've missed you!!!
As always, your Wordzzles amaze me -- and why didn't I ever think of blasting Gregorian chants? As a hard-rocking teen, I went to the Sunday evening Compline services when I could.
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Both good, but the first just rolled along perfectly. God stuff.
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Very entertaining Read Chatty! I added more to my name than Just Heather so I am not confused with your above fried.
If you decide on setting up facebook just remember to set the privacy's how you want them. Happy blogging
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I like your phrasing. Hmm mail bomb, now you'll probably get government monitoring, Big Brother is always watching HA!
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Two really great entries. I loved both of them but the first just seemed to grow out of the words themselves. Like it was exactly the story the words wanted to tell.
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I felt the pain in the first one.
I liked the twist of playing Gregorian chants.
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Great to have you back! I love the idea of Gregorian chants as a weapon... and going postal in reverse is very funny. I'm so lucky here to get my mail delivered right to the door and as I watch the woman who delivers it slog through bitter cold and rain and snow, UPHILL, I am profoundly grateful for her.
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OK, let me guess, you've had an issue or two with your mail delivery? Note to the postmaster: Get it together on Chatty's route.
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chatty you are back!! in a blaze of brilliance
loved the going postal rant
and an angry teen with blasting Gregorian chants - I love it
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Oh you did a great job with all the words! I particularly liked the first one as it really just flowed and I could imagine a lackadaisical postman like that!
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Loved both stories. My personal favorite is the ten word. It flows like an emotion. I understand the complaint!
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Wow!! Two really great stories. Well done!!
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I loved both of these!
The 'going postal' line was my very favorite.
Your write with such ease. Very enjoying work.
Sorry I'm so late getting here from last week. I wanted to try and get here before the new ones tomorrow.
Have a wonderful weekend!
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