Dan Antion posted: " Two weeks in a row, Linda G. Hill is offering bonus points with her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. And this week, she's offering extra bonus points. I can't leave those on the table. David and I are at the bar. We are going to rest, relax, ha"
Two weeks in a row, Linda G. Hill is offering bonus points with her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. And this week, she's offering extra bonus points. I can't leave those on the table. David and I are at the bar. We are going to rest, relax, have a bite to eat and perhaps an adult beverage or two. Two I think. That seems to be important, here's the prompt:
"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is 'too/to/two.' Use one, use 'em all, bonus points if you use all three. Extra bonus points if you start your post with one. Enjoy!"
If we were having a beer, you would be in internal exile.
"Two at the right, Dan."
"Excuse me, Cheryl."
"Two. It's a restaurant and a bar. Everything is numbered. Your buddy is at number one, you are at number two. To your right. David can explain."
"Good afternoon, Dan."
"Hi David. Why are you sitting against the wall?"
"Because I told him he needs to be as far away from people as he can be."
"What do you have against David, Cheryl."
"Nothing, but he's been coughing, sneezing, and blowing his nose since he got here. I don't want him scaring the other customers away."
"Oh, but it's OK if he sneezes on me?"
"You're his friend. Besides, he says it's allergies, but everyone has been looking at him like he's Pandemic Pete."
"Maybe some alcohol will help. Put a John's Howell's special on my tab."
"OK. Corona for you?"
"Yes please. So, David what has your allergies in an uproar?"
"Yard work."
"Whaaaaaat?"
"Yard work. You know, raking the grass, cleaning up leftover leaves, that kind of stuff."
"I know what you mean, but last I knew, you didn't do yard work, you had people."
"I do have people, but they still stir all that stuff up. I think it's mainly the old leaves. They're a little moldy. That always aggravates my allergies."
"Here you go, David. A glass of medicinal John Howell's Bourbon, a snifter – no pun intended – of seltzer, a glass of ice, and four cherries, too, since we didn't have any last week. Dan, here's your beer."
"That sounds so dull, Cheryl. Maybe I should start ordering something…"
"…Expensive? That would be nice, Dan."
"Ha, that's not what I meant. I think I'll stick with Corona. I am paying for David's collection."
"Cheers, Dan. I hope it calms my sinuses."
"Why didn't you have your people come on a day when you were going to be out?"
"I did. They were supposed to come on Monday, but they had an opening in their schedule, so they came today?"
"I guess you can't refuse."
"I could if I was having a barbecue, but not if I'm just sitting in the house waiting until quarter to bourbon."
"That would be rude. I mean, they're doing this to make a living."
"And since I'm doing this to make a living, would you guys like anything to eat? We have some good-looking specials."
"Good looking? I thought you fired Mr. Fancy Drizzle, Cheryl."
"No, we didn't bring back the artist-chef. I just meant that the special looked good when I've seen people order it."
"What is it?"
"A skewer trio. Beef tips, chicken, and shrimp, all on skewers resting comfortably on a bed of risotto."
"Comfortably?"
"I don't write this stuff, Dan. That's what the Specials Menu says."
"OK, I'll give some comfortable chicken and shrimp a try. David, you care to join me?"
"You're going to buy me dinner?"
"As long as you promise not to sneeze risotto up your nose, yes."
"I'm good. I think the bourbon is helping."
"Good, and no more yard work for you and your peeps."
"Who do you use to clean up your yard, Dan?"
"Louie Left Arm, Robbie Right Arm and Bobby Back."
"Clever way of saying you're too cheap to pay a landscaper."
"I prefer getting some exercise, and since I don't have allergies, it works well for me."
"I go to the gym for exercise."
"We know, David."
"Speaking of Robbie, did I see that Robbie Cheadle is going to join us next week?"
"She is, along with Miriam Hurdle. They both have poems in a new anthology. So, I invited them here to talk about poetry."
"Oooh, I'm trading with Skippy, so I can be here, too."
"I know you love poetry, Cheryl, and you're quite a good poetess."
"Thank you, Dan."
"Wait, is that really what you call a female poet? A poetess?"
"It's not used very often these days, David. It's from the Latin term for a female poet – poētria."
"Well, I've read some of their poetry, and whatever you call them, they're good ones."
"Then you'll want to be here next week, David."
Look close. There are two hawks looking for bunnies
Skewer Trio
Into the sun
I know, it's just a dandilion, but I like them.
She checks the yard before laying down.
It's always good to have them clean and not being used.
At least one bud looks ready to bloom.
Full bloom
Heading home
Signs of spring are all around.
I think we got one.
Standing guard in the park.
Don't worry, I just need a picture of you for River.
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