365 Day Challenge, Un-invent it!, 2/21/14

Prompt: If you could un-invent something, what would it be? Discuss why, potential repercussions, or a possible alternative.

Alright. I liked this prompt so I’m gonna answer it.

If I could un-invent something, I’m totally un-invent the gun and cannon and all similar things. What’s so bad about knives or bow and arrows? Guns are so unnecessarily dangerous, not to mention wars today are so seriously boring.

You can blow someone’s brains out if you have a gun. You can’t just stab someone’s skull with a knife and expect it to go in without having some arm strength first. Shootings are so much more dangerous and “knife-out”s. You can easily kill or fatally wound someone with a gun, but you’re a lot more likely to die from loss of blood than from the actual knife wound. Plus, you’ve got more of a chance to survive a knife attack.

Wars used to be fought hand to hand. People would ran across a plain and slash at each other. If you had some skill, you would survive. It was literally survival of the fittest at it’s extreme. But now, with these guns, you just prop up, load, aim and shoot and hope that someone else hasn’t aimed a bullet at you. It’s unfair because you literally can’t see a bullet flying at you. There’s no such thing as dodging a bullet like dodging a knife. There’s simply shot or not shot.

I’ve got more to say. I hate guns. But this will be enough for the day.

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365 Day Challenge, All About Me?, 2/12/14

Prompt: Explain why you chose your blog’s title and what it means to you.

After a long break, let me hop back into this (actually more due to fact that fact I do not feel like writing about anything else) and explain why I chose my blog title.

Well, honestly, I have no idea.

I just thought it sounded cool. When I first created this blog, I didn’t even know what to put on here. I knew I was going to write stuff, but what specifically, I had no idea. I was Googling paper swirl art at the moment and voila, there you go with my title. So, the answer to the second part is, nothing.

Oh well. I guess I’m not sentimental.

365 Day Challenge, Global to Local, 2/2/14

Prompt: “Think global, act local.” Write a post connecting a global issue to a personal one.

Lol. wut? im gonna be obnoxious and type this post with horible grammar and speling. just because. ok. so think global and act local. wut does tht mean? well. uh. i kno wut that means. but i dont think globaly so it doesnt rly mater. rite?

Alright. Actually, for real though, I honestly don’t really care about the globe at all. Call that selfish, egotistical if you will, but I honestly do not care for what the hell happens in Africa. That is none of my business and there is no reason that I should care.

I hate charities. Not because they’re working for a good cause and I’m a cynic. It’s because the problem with charities is that they can only cover a small portion of the people in trouble, but there are thousands if not millions of other people out there who still need the same help. If you put yourselves in their shoes, you can’t help but feel resentful. Why do those people get help but we don’t? It’s not fair for the people who don’t get help from charities and that really bothers me.

Now what does this have to do with me personally? I have no idea.

365 Day Challenge, Invent the Flangiprop, 2/1/14

Prompt: Invent a definition for the word “flangiprop,” then use the word in a post.

Flangiprop n. 1. A prop used to flang people.

For definition of flang, flip to the end of the universe. No this is not a reference to anything.

I flang people all the time. Don’t you? I mean like, you’re walking down the street and when suddenly, BAM, you just flanged someone nearby. Well, maybe they flanged you first and you just flanged back.  It’s great that we all have natural built in flangers, but sometimes, when you get in an accident and your precious flanger gets chopped off, well, then it’s time for you to strap on that flangiprop onto your poor stump.

The flangiprop is amazing. While, my flanger did not get chopped off, I still use it just to extend my flanger. This way, I would be able to do a super enthusiastic flang and people will know my enthusiasm. Which should be good. Right?

Of coruse, not all flanging is good. We’ve got to keep that in mind, which is why the flangiprop has a built in button to harder or soften the flangiprop to your needs. If you ever need to flang someone for a bad reason, you’ve got a nice harder than a regular flanger item to flang them with. Perfect for the flangers in need.

I suppose I’ll give you what I think flang means, because to be honest, I don’t even know.

Flang v. 1. To wave; 2. To smack someone

Flangiprops are available here for $9.99. In fact, we’re going to send one to you for free. That’s a ten dollar offer for two full sized flangers.

So what are you waiting for?

365 Day Challenge, Burnt Ever After, 1/31/14

Prompt: Remember yesterday, when your home was on fire and you got to save five items? That means you left a lot of stuff behind. What are the things you wish you could have taken, but had to leave behind?

Oh. Awks. I took everything already.

Well, so be completely honest, if it were really up to me, I’d take the entire freaking house along with everything in it out of the fire and let that damn bitch of a fire burn on empty air. Or carbon dioxide. Woah. New invention idea here – fire the consumes carbon dioxide and makes oxygen?

No way.

That would solve global warming in minutes.

Well, I’ve got to spend more time writing an actual blog post rather answering this question prompt thing. So, peace.

365 Day Challenge, Five Items from a Fire, 1/30/14

Prompt: Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab?

Well, that’s a shame. That poor house. So, what would I grab?

1. My computer

Well, right now I don’t have a computer, but if I did, it’d probably have most of my future novel manuscripts, ideas, writing. I would afford to lose that. A pot of money could only support you for so long. This would be able to support me for a lifetime.

2. My books

I’d drag my whole case of books I must save. They’d all be packed up already, so I’d only need to  pick up the case and run.

3. My rabbit

I’ve got a really old stuffed rabbit that I’ve had for almost all my life. I’d imagine that I would still have it by the time I have my own home. I’m leaving all those memories to burn.

4. My instruments

If I could only drag out all my instruments. I say, if only one, well, I can always by a new piano if it’s too impossible to drag out though it’d be a same to see that ol’ boy go. I’d definitely want my zither. And my flute. And everything else. I’m a little attached really.

5. My technology

I’d assume that I’d have an iPod touch, an iPhone, whatever. That stuff. I think that I can stuff that in my pocket.

So that’s my list. Even though it’s technically a lot more than 5 items. Suits me just fine. I break laws all the time.

365 Days Challenge, Through the Window, 1/29/14

Prompt: Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.

Being the cynic that I feel like right now, I’m just going to outright eye roll and say “Pfft, there’s nothing there but black, black, and black. The moon isn’t even shining.”

I could very well end the post right here, because I’ve very technically answered the prompt already and there is nothing saying that I have to write anything longer than one sentence.

But I’m not.

I’m going to end it right here.

How rebellious am I?

365 Day Challenge, Ode to a Playground, 1/28/14

Apologies for not posting yesterday. I was sick with a cold and my head wanted to explode.

Prompt: A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.

Oh. Why are all these prompts so dark and gloomy?

I’ll write a plaque then. Imagine a box around the following words:

Here lies the grave of a wonderfully beautiful place.

It will be remember for the love it gave.

It will be remembered for the fun that it shared.

For the many joys it brought to little girls and little boys.

Thank you old playground.

May you rest in peace.

365 Day Challenge, Better than Sliced Bread 1/27/14

Prompt: Most of us have heard the saying, “That’s the best thing since sliced bread!” What do you think is actually the best thing since sliced bread?

What’s better than sliced bread? Well, I could say technology, but that’s corny, cliche, boring, and not even necessarily true. So personally, I say how about…. the waffle pan?

Ok. I love waffles. I can say this with absolute certainty. I’ve only recently started eating waffles on a daily basis, but I LOVE THEM. *drools* There is no doubt that to say the waffle pan is the best thing ever. So we just got a waffle pan this Christmas. It was a super awesome Black Friday deal that allowed us to buy two pairs of pants and a waffle pan for $12 total. They weren’t even crappy pants. You really can’t beat that.

I absolutely adore waffles. I really honestly do not know what else to say.

Oh, how about that ironically, I’m not so much of a pancake fan?