Sunday, August 12, 2018

(In Memory)

out & about

Flash Fiction: A Salute To Herbert per et fils

"....I think of Trish - 'not from Marin City,' fashion-before-function proselytizer Trish, gentile fine and pretty with shortish, chestnut red hair, who would shiver her nards off in the Olympia, Washington dusk. You see, it's, 'fashion before function,' not, 'style before function,' as that's not how the paradigm functions. Yet it does, and in a corollary of a sort, anything functional is inherently stylish (such is my belief system and never isn't, though those who would disabuse me live close among us.)

"Above, I intimated the reality of paradigms, gave an example of one, and implied a case for the distinction of a paradigm from a rule or an aphorism.... As well, distinguish a paradigm from a metaphor - the former is better. If only what is better than appropriate were universally applicable...."

"From Lecterns and Pulpits," Sister Gretchen Duenna Crowfeather of the Old Earth Bene Gesserit; acolyte instructor, docent and chaperone, Pueblo City, Wallach IX

Sister Gretchen looked from Steward Lucas Rice to Captain Leah Thomas, then back again. "I realize that there are restrictions due to fuel scarcity. I assure you, I weigh under. Yet my meager life savings are in a wrap, here."

Rice noted in the Ixian scanner where she pointed. Captain Thomas was quick: "I make no guarantees, but this life savings you mention could prove a boon. Parting with some now could purchase you short-term perks, and longer term honors should we achieve planetfall. It seems crass, such economic considerations in transit aboard a Guild lifeboat...."

 "All that matters are these girls' welfare, if course."

 "Of course!" replied both the Steward and the Captain.

 "Very well. The palladium and copper are yours. The gold, should you need it."

 Rice pondered this. "Unlikely we'll need the latter."

 "There's an Earth ounce of yttrium, as well."

 "We'll set that by, as it might come in handy," intoned Thomas. "We'd be pleased if you kept it on your person."

 "Such pleasure," muttered Gretchen, not without sympathetic bitterness and an air of Voice.

 "Mademoiselle," the Steward Rice inquired, "may I procure for you?"

 "Good! You may: a flute of prosecco for each of the survivors traveling with us, immediately!"

#DuneFanfic #FlashFiction #HerbertInspired

Sunday, June 24, 2018

Sartorial Mayhem

It's June, so I'm a little late planning out one ensemble for Fall/Winter (I may be poor and mentally insufficient, but I try to do my best... Currently, I have a pair of Walmart George brand shorts with a coordinating Claiborne shirt in that particular sandy pink that I'm sure would make Anna Wintour scream love for 2018, but I digress...)

So I long for a taupe or charcoal jacket and slacks, to set off a silk turtleneck, and I love the way past acquisitions from Zara have fit, but I've heard tell that they mistreat garment workers in Turkey ... And now, this, which is old news yet fresh to me. (And the stripes had to be horizontal - couldn't they just have made Galliano a pair and been done with it?)

Ah well... No shame in buying H&M when it comes down to it...

Saturday, May 26, 2018

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Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Interstate Meat Dist., Inc - MAJOR BREAK!

For quite a while I've been complaining about the Walmart meat from Interstate Meat Dist. in Clackamas, Oregon. Finally, from a comment on Facebook comes this:

"It actually is a filler...
My neighbor works there. He says they get fat-filler, from some other corporation.. To mix with the meat 🥩 (they won’t disclose where THAT comes from)...
they then mix the fat-filler with THEIR fat-filler... but they won’t say what’s in THAT..
So two fat fillers and mystery meat. "

So there!

Saturday, April 28, 2018

Consumer Watch: Sell Your Gold

Sell Your Gold, though rated tops by NBC, turned out to be rather crooked. Mr. Levine - a Levine! Earnestly appalled, I am! - of Boca Raton, you should be ashamed... I got far less than I should have for some very fine gold in particular. I was perhaps supposed to haggle with them, and I should be grateful for the valuable lesson, but we are not in some dusty soukh, here...