An Orderly Desk?
Those proud of keeping an orderly desk never know the thrill of finding something they thought they had irretrievably lost.
Sydney J Harris
Those proud of keeping an orderly desk never know the thrill of finding something they thought they had irretrievably lost.
Sydney J Harris
We may not always see eye to eye, but we can try to see heart to heart.💖
Sam Levenson

https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2026/02/04/its-thursdays-six-sentence-story-blog-hop-57/
Oh it’s a grand day, and a great prompt from our host, the Brilliant Denise! What’s the word? BRAND! So click the link if you’re unfamiliar with this weekly literary feast–get the info, write 6 sentences–and we’ll all gather for story-time.
And since everybody but me is Cold, I’ll try to warm you up with my episode of the continuing saga, starring Judd and Lorelei.
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“JUDD!”–the urgency in her voice drew him from his studio to the kitchen, where she stood–one hand fisted on her hip, the other holding up a can…and wearing the “wrath of Lorelei”; he smiled indulgently, “yes, Love?”
“What is THIS?” she snarled…and he was immediately transported back to Miss Thrumbull’s (retired US Marine Corp) English class on a pop-quiz day where the multiple-choice answers were designed so that the most obvious right one would always and forever be wrong…but you couldn’t count on that because, well, it was Miss Thrumbull.”
“It’s black olives, Love–you had it on the list…did you mean green ones?”
“This is NOT our brand–we only buy Pearl black olives–why did you get the store brand?” (her voice held a machete edge, much like Sgt. Thrumbell’s).
“They were on sale,” he tried, helpfully…(catching himself just before saying black olives are black olives, no considerable difference); she maintained her ridgid stance…and now she’d begun to resemble the unhinged Annie Wilkes in “Misery”; he well knew there were few options for redemption.
“I’ll be glad to return it and get the Pearl’s,”–he extended his hand for the violently rebuffed can she still gripped; “and when I come back, how ’bout some afternoon romance to make you feel better?” (he had 1 Viagra left)…her features softened, his exquisite Lorelei once more.
~ Cale
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/01/29/ragtag-daily-prompt-thursday-snarl/

Badge by Laura @ riddlefromthemiddle.com
https://lindaghill.com/2026/02/04/one-liner-wednesday-i-hates-the-bots/
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I’m so looking forward to Heaven…not just for pious spiritual reasons–it will be such a relief to not have to deal with crazy tech stuff anymore; my love-hate relationship with AI is complicated…(bot mood swings, I guess). ~ Cale
Oh how she yearned to be calm–
DNA of a soft-swaying palm…
but raised by crazed mother
everyday tight-wound bother
much solace she took in the Psalms ~
~ Cale
https://estherchilton.co.uk/2026/02/02/laughing-along-with-a-limerick-269/
I’m starting this New Year with some new things, one being the “10 Things of Thankful” list which many here in the blogs faithfully post and share. Since I’m new, I’m still finding my feet. But the main thing is the list, so here goes:
~ Cale
#11: Very thankful for WordPress blogging community, my life is enriched.

https://lindaghill.com/2026/01/30/jusjojan-30-26-cinnamon/
FROM LINDA: This post is part of Just Jot it January, and the prompt word, “cinnamon,” is brought to us by Tessa K. Check out her blog here!
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No idea how I could have missed this JusJoJan prompt, when cinnamon toast is a favorite comfort food. So I’m late…but not to worry, I was reminded by one of my neighboring nutty squirrels, whose coloring is cinnamon…
Nutty neurotic squirrel
races back and forth on fence
periodically pauses to stare
into my west window…
what is she hoping for?
friendship?
mental health advice?
(my neuroses offer
nought to share)
more nuts?
I shake my head
“sorry, Cinnamon
I’ve none to spare|”
but don’t fret, I’m sure
you hid some somewhere…
~ Cale
Solo crow paces on roof peak
pecks nervously ‘mid furtive glances
is he waiting for Contact, day’s intel?
Rain stopped, it’s Friday…I’d say, “chill!”
~ Cale
Thank you, Linda, for a fun JusJoJan. I was a first-tim-er, and now I can look forward to next January!😊

FROM LINDA:
It’s the final day for our combination Daily 2026 Just Jot it January prompt and Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. This one is for SATURDAY, JANUARY 31st. January somehow went by in a flash and simultaneously lasted five years. How does that happen?
Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 31st and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “scratch an itch.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
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No itch to scratch, but day’s just begun
stayed up too late, rose earlier than planned…
Amazing, how much is already done!
HAPPY FRIDAY!!
~ Cale
“Goodnight, Goodnight!” she cried, “Goodnight!”
to all Past ghosts who gave her fright
she longed for just wee bit of peace
but monstrous dreams refused release–
Then sane voice laughed, “turn on the light!”
~ Cale
https://estherchilton.co.uk/2026/01/26/laughing-along-with-a-limerick-268/