I would like to say “Thank you” to everybody who participated in last weeks “Knock, Knock writing challenge. You guys rock! You showed me pictures and artwork that I hadn’t seen before and I loved it all. Not just that, you knew about the artist and the paintings and I enjoyed each and every post. What a great way to get to know each other better.
In a landmark victory for supporters of assisted suicide, the California State Legislature on Friday gave its final approval to a bill, that would allow doctors to help terminally ill people end their lives. California would be the fifth state, beside Vermont, Montana, Washington and Oregon to allow people to have a choice.
If you were a pen, what type, style and color would you be?
Wow, what a question. I was thinking about all the pens there are. Ink pens, pencils and colored pens. I think I would be a permanent marker. Something that you just can’t erase, no matter how hard you try. I like that~!
I love, just love clever people. This is an actual exchange of letters between a man named Stephen L. Tvedten and the Michigan Department of Environmental Quality, State of Michigan. The answer letter to the State of Michigan is in a class of it’s own and is a real treat. 🙂
Even after so many years, I still remember one assignment in school. Our teacher gave us each a different postcard of a famous painting and we, the chosen ones, were suppose to write an essay about it. I was not a happy camper. “Why did I get such a boring piece?” The painting was “Der arme poet/The poor poet” by Carl Spitzweg and I just starred at it.
It seems like the daily prompt is back to normal for the moment, but I still would like to keep the writing challenge going.
I am a morning person, love life and have no problem getting up. Over the years my motivation might have changed a little bit, but why wouldn’t I want to get up? Life itself drives me and the need to pee. 🙂
A good of friend of mine passed away recently. She was 95 1/2 years old and it wasn’t unexpected, but still death left a mark once again. I met her when she was in her late 80’s and fell instantly in love with the little, stubborn, old Lady, who became our neighbor.
Oh my, what kind of disease it? Must be dangerous. I know, I know. It must be a case of stupid, I heard it’s going around and it’s highly contagious. I went to the store the other day and the kid at the checkout grabbed the divider-thingy and asked me, if I knew how much it cost.