Oh, Now You Let Us Speak

In response to Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, the voices in my head will be speaking on my behalf today.

Yeah, we’re speaking, ‘cuz you got nothin. All week long, you’re all meeting, meeting, meeting, conference call, “quiet, quiet, I gotta think about these measurements…” blah, blah, blah. Then, Friday night comes around and you got bupkis, and you’re all “hey, do you guys want to take a stab at Linda’s prompt?”

Pfffft!

We got better things to do. Well, OK, we don’t, but that doesn’t matter. You should have planned to let us do this all along this week. No, you thought you could pull off a bar conversation, after working three days and spending two in the garage building stuff, and talking to yourself, but not us. Yeah we heard you: “29.2°, 29.2°, 29…” how many times do you have to remind yourself of that angle? You were laughing when your friend Mary wrote about talking to yourself, but you do it all – the – time. Yes, we can hear you.

Anyway, what did Linda give us for a prompt?

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “limb.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

How can we thank you for giving us this one? Let’s start by saying that we’re happier being the voices in your head than in any of your limbs. Although you gave us a smack a few weeks ago, you’ve been beating up on those limbs forever. Cuts, bruises, burns, breaks, you name it, and it seems you’ve put one or more of those appendages through it.

Speaking of limbs, you have some risky business to attend to in the front yard. You need to trim the upper limb of the dogwood so the squirrels can’t climb onto the roof. Oooh, look at that, ‘climb’ has ‘limb’ in it. That’s pretty cool. Do we get bonus points? No? What the…” How come you only give us the SoCS prompts when there are no bonus points involved? Anyway, you need to cut that limb because those squirrels make a crazy racket up there. It sounds like they’re having a party.

There aren’t a lot of words that contain ‘limb’, unless we can use typos. You’re forever messing up the ‘u-i-o’ part of your keyboard, and we can’t begin to count the number of times you’ve typed ‘limber’ when you meant to type ‘lumber’ and since you can’t edit these posts, we could get some extra limb words and maybe then Linda would open up the bonus points drawer, and… Oh, you can edit typos?

You wouldn’t know that by looking at your previous posts…just sayin.

I know, the editor catches most of them, but you don’t always let her read the stuff you post. Like yesterday, your #WATWB post had a bunch of errors and you copied and pasted half of it from Mary’s post! You went out on a limb with that post, and you almost blew it. If Cheryl hadn’t told you about your worst typo, the one where you wrote “addition” instead of “addiction,” some people might have missed the whole point. Although, Cheryl was pretty funny when she pointed out that she (and other visitors here) might consider that there are many dangers associated with addition.

OK, that’s it for today. Now remember, the next time Linda is offering bonus points, we get them. Oh, and take care of those limbs, yours and the ones the squirrels are using.

The dogwood is back there in the fog .

The limb extending over the roof is the one that has to come down.

I’m not sure she’s comfy

“I don’t know why those guys are up in the trees. There’s plenty to eat here.”

“It’s not a tree, but it’s a sturdy limb.”

The dogwood is back there in the fog .

“I can see a lot from up here.”

“You looking at me?”

“Yeah, I got some stuff stashed up here.”

I think these guys are way more comfortable when the leaves pop out.

Finally, we managed to see one of the squirrels we had been hearing throughout the walk