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Scintilla Project: A Lesson Not Soon Forgotten

Yes I have signed up for Scintilla ’13! Three days in a row, officially a streak.

A: Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind. Write about a time when you taught someone a lesson you didn’t want to teach.
B: Talk about a time when you were driving and you sang in the car, all alone. Why do you remember this song and that stretch of road?

I’ll take on prompt A.

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There are times, education degree or not, when you have to take someone aside for some schoolin’. You don’t get paid extra for it, but they will remember you like a favorite (or hated) teacher.

I got a call from the head of another department. Apparently he was upset that a condition was not being waived for him, and it was based on someone in my area’s decision.

“Well it’s his personal preference. No exceptions. My dept. head feels it is a reasonable one, and many others feel that way.”

“I’ve been here 25 years. He’s…what?” Ah yes, the ol’ seniority rule.

“Like I said, it’s  an individual decision; you have probably been in this situation as well.“

“Well then I am going speak with someone in the (even higher up office).“

And then the click. You know – *click*

That’s the sound of a phone hanging up on me.

Wait, what? Oh no he didn’t! Apparently, he did!

It comes out before I can stop it. I scramble at the buttons and put the phone on the cradle. (I think I was trying to reach through to the phone to strangle him) “You mofo (yes, yes, you know I said the whole thing)! Hanging up on me?!” I am enraged but also mad with glee at this point. I settled myself down for a moment, calmly told my assistant to leave the office, and picked up the phone.

Oh yes, my phone has caller ID on it, and a keyboard. Seeing as he proudly announced his name and department (and quarter century of schmuckery, it was no issue to call him back. “Hello?” He sounded a little wary, unsure as to who was calling. Obviously he’s not a detective.

“Hello this is Peter, we just spoke?! I don’t know how you speak with the people in your department, but where we are, we don’t tolerate hangups. It’s rude, it’s unprofessional and I do not tolerate it. And it’s not something we would expect it from someone who has been here 25 years.” Yes, in one uninterrupted breath.

I could tell his flustering and attempting to interrupt, but when you are dealing with an undiluted arrogance, it bounces back quickly. “Oh! Well I didn’t realize I hung up without saying goodbye.”

“Well that’s what you did.”

“Well, I’m sorry if you were offended by that.” Ah the official half-apology of The Asshole.

“Ok well I trust this will not happen again. If you have anything else to say on the situation, speak with my supervisor. Goodbye.”

I had my finger on the cradle for my own hang-up, we tied.

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Like Socrates said, “You can’t fix stupid.”

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Ketchup With Us #13: Sole Man

Ms Mel and ODNT want to know whose shoes would you like to walk in for a day? Ketchup With Us

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For one day each I would walk in:

-The worn out shoes of those less fortunate, so I can be humbled by need.

-The high end shoes of the fortuned, to realize what money can and cannot buy.

-The shoes of a random annoying jackoff, so I’ll know what it feels like to jump off a cliff.
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Trifextra 57: Ketch a Flight

For the weekend challenge we’re asking for exactly thirty-three words written in first person narrative. Have fun with it…

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Looking back, I realized my decision was too hasty. Too many celebrities, not enough ships. Childhood promises rushed back- I should have been on that ship, to the moon base the 80’s envisioned.

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The title reference is to Heinz 57 of course, but this is not my entry for the Ketchup With Us writing contest, which you should also write for.

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Trifextra 54: Fail-Safe

We want you to scour through your favorite pieces of literature and give us the best 33 words you can find.Some quick guidelines:

  • The writing you choose should not be your own.
  • The 33 words should be lifted directly from another source (i.e. don’t take 33 random words from Macbeth and shake them into a poem of your own (though that would be an awesome idea for another challenge) and don’t take a sentence from the beginning of a book and another from the end–keep the original order).
  • Credit your sources.
  • You can’t use the same 33 words as anyone else in the linkz. Skim through before posting your own. You can use the same author and even the same title, just not the exact same words

I took this excerpt from “Fail-Safe” by Eugene Burdick and Harvey Wheeler. Published in 1962 (a movie was made in 1964), it deals with the Cold War (during the Cuban Missile Crisis in fact), but the description…



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They were caught in a fantastic web of logic and illogic, fact and emotion. No one seemed completely whole. No one could talk complete sense. And everyone was quite sincere.

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Trifextra 53: Zombie Bunnies – Leveling the Playing Field

For the weekend prompt we’re asking for exactly 33 words of dialogue.

Each and every week I think about how I can get more Zombie Bunnies in on this. There’s plenty of dialogue (but I am working more bunnies into the story). Anyway, the story is a little further along, and some of the characters are hatching a plan.

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“I’ll set off the bomb with this detonator.”

“This is an old game controller.”

“Yeah I made some… modifications.”

“Can this get us 30 more guys, y’know, backup?”

“Haha! Sorry, no cheat codes.”

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Trifextra 51: The Fittest to Survive

We want you to choose one of the pictures below and give us a 33-word response to it. Your responses will be judged by the community this weekend. If you use the photo on your blog, you must include the attached accreditation (with active links)


I was inspired by this one:

ZeroOne / Foter.com / CC BY-SA

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Despite every car, kick, insult, barbs and broken glass designed to maim/ kill, still you persevere. Dropping the occasional poop- bomb does well to remind us who truly defines and rules this city.

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Trifextra 48: Excluded

“I feel I’m able to get rid of any demons lurking in my psyche through my writing, which leaves me free to create all of this and to enjoy our family life, stepping away from all the fictional traumas and the dramas. If I write about family in crisis, then I won’t have to live through it, I guess.”
– Jodi Picoult

This weekend we’re asking for 33 of your own words that exorcise a demon. One of your own, or one from your imagination. Let it bleed on the page.

 

I’ve never included childhood bullies (even as zombunny fodder). They would attain ‘immortality’; the creativity I have gained through introversion is victory enough. Besides… there are things even an undead bunny won’t eat.

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2012 / 100

I know I have another week before a ‘year in review’ post might be warranted, but seeing as this is my 100th post, why not?!

This was one of my 2012 Resolutions for the New Year, which yes, I do make. I think it went well.

I had a blog on another site for about 10 years and was pretty active with what I put into it. My goals for this were different – not only in content, but to a different audience, and what came of THOSE is a whole ‘nother story. Zombie Bunnies, anyone?! Tons of writing challenges that covered the spectrum of styles and inspirations, and I worked to keep up with them all the best way I could.

In life itself 2012 has been a magnificent year. Though I did not get the promotion I desired, I was elected into a ‘chair’ position of a sub-committee, and also given a role I was coveting for some time. Those two extra responsibilities have made me even more invaluabler to my job…or to a next job. Awesomeness like this cannot be contained; at least not at THIS salary.

So what was the best part of this year? Work, yes. The ZB’s, sure. YOU? Absolutely, Definitely! I didn’t know any of you a year ago, or the niches that you have each carved out in your part of the web. I had all but given up on the internet actually. Now I have shared a beer & burger with some of you, collaborated with others, and even won some Azamzing prizes along the way! And the hashtags – I think half of my thousand tweets are music/movie mashups. I have 108 people who follow me – no pressure!

So, when I say the nest year will be more of the same, I’m referring to the momentum, inspirations and interactions with you all. I absolutely appreciate what you say to me, and on your own blogs. Thanks for coming along.

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Trifecta 54: Zombie Bunnies – Breaking the Seal

CRUSH (transitive verb)3 : to reduce to particles by pounding or grinding

This week’s challenge is community-judged.
For the 12 hours following the close of the challenge, voting will be enabled on links.
In order to vote, return to this post where stars will appear next to each link. To vote, simply click the star that corresponds with your favorite post.
You can vote for your top three favorite posts.
Voting is open to everyone. Encourage your friends to vote for you, if you wish, but please don’t tell them to vote on a number. The numbering of the posts changes regularly, as authors have the ability to delete their own links at any time.
You have 12 hours to vote. It’s not much time, so be diligent! We’ll send out reminders on Twitter and Facebook.
Good luck!

It’s been a while (2 months?!) since the last Zombie Bunnies installment, and I did work on it during NaNoWriMo. It’s not quite done (November is always my busiest work month -not to mention holidays!), but I have over 20K words at this point, which was double the amount I had started with! New characters, side stories and the beginning is in the books (pun intended)!

For continuity, and because by fantastic coincidence the word CRUSH was mentioned, let’s pick up where we left off.

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McMuscles was bored, and that irritated the hell out of him. He slowly rolled three walnuts in his hand, the calming ritual achieving a minimal effect. He would rather crush them into dust; damn the snacking. One crackle might blow his cover though.

It had been a boring and irritating campaign in Delta Springs. After dropping the little prick off (on Connar’s terms; McM wanted to give him a complimentary flying lesson), the chopper’s recording had stopped, so no one saw it land later that day across the city, in Eisley Park (where he had camped and LZ’ed in and out several times). He had shadowed the religious nuts as they spread the word about the rotting rodents, and Connar had arranged that Allen would never chance upon him or the chopper (and a few other areas that were off limits, for whatever reasons). He had a comm unit like Allen’s, but it was usually off. He knew his mission. Plus, fuck Connar. Only dogs wore leashes.

Just before this whole fiasco came around, he had his own show (“The Four Horsemen“) but everything was on hiatus, including the season finale; a ton of logistics was now for shit. Good intel was worth more than the expenses – fully covered by Connar – but the contract (which was money AND reputation) was off the table for them. Needless to say, the other members had started recruiting in his absence; The Book said nothing about five harbingers of doom. Just thinking about that, his fist began to close tighter…

And there he was. Alone, probably heartbroken (he had watched the show earlier), and probably looking for him. Well, I found you first. McMuscles smirked as he stored away the nuts and leveled his rifle, sighting him quickly. The OVK-1 was a perk of working for Connar. He nicknamed it “Overkill”; with all the high tech shit they crammed into it, in the end, a simple twitch of the finger unleashed final judgement.

McMuscles squeezed the trigger.

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Trifextra 44: Rebel Scum

For the weekend challenge, we’re asking you to write exactly 33 words about rebellion and/or revolt. Interpret it as you will, just keep it to 33 words.

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If you’re planning a startup Empire- first, ally yourself with clumsy aquatic or adorable woodland species. You may not need them, but they’ve assisted rebels in many critical battles, and always (inadvertently) win.

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