image link You know those nights you find yourself in the middle of a dream that you can’t wake up from and have no control over? I found myself in one and it is by the grace of God that my story is reaching your eyes. I was with my friends, Irma and Myra, walking…
Category: Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC)
Hiney and the Master of the Universe
image link His great Royal Hiney, Pestident of the Mulnited Spates of Mernica, had earned his title. Dressed in a sweater that could win first place in any Ugly contest and using origami wiring to keep his macaroni and cheese colored coif in place, Hiney was known for his insensitive and cruel impulsive spewings that…
#MM — Tale Weaver, FOWC, WOTD, 3TC — Photographer Origin Story
I’ve been a photographer since I could see. What I mean by that is that my eyes are cameras. My eyes have always been keen and have seen things in a way that is different than many. As a small child, I spent endless hours watching life in flora and fauna go about its business,…
Mister Chef Lasagna Roulette
image link As one of the newbies on this season’s Mister Chef, I really wished that one of the challenges would be for elevating lasagna. I was blessed to have been raised by two parents who loved to get creative with their cooking. Elevating the ordinary was something they competed with each other over. When…
Still standing
image link It is February in Fresno. Living in the shadow of the mountains, but yearning for the sea, every year I take two vacations. These vacations are vital to my continued wellbeing. The winter vacation is next month, when I head east, to the mountains and hike to the peak of Mount Whitney. Breathing…
Reading the fine print
image link The lady I worked with when I signed the final papers for ownership in the gated community of Better Than You Estates gave me a handbook of the rules of what could and could not be done with the property. At the time, I thought, hey if I own it, and if nobody…
playing language
image link Aria was born with a lisp. Her parents thought it was cute and so did the boys at school. Aria hated her lisp, so she learned to play the xylophone– and stopped speaking; being a bright and inventive child, she developed a language with her xylophone. Aria was taken to every doctor, psychiatrist,…