It’s a house I pass regularly. With a skull. In the window. I passed there yesterday. It’s still there.
Tag: #Ragtag Daily Prompt
Sea of Traffic
The transportation grid operating on an infinite number of levels crashed to the lowest level because of a feasibility overload. Cars which were normally flying on an infinite number of levels while maintaining their same functionality suddenly had to watch their bumpers. It was turmoil!
Men of a Certain Age
Am I man-bun shaming here? I guess I am.
(PS: It’s a full blown midlife crisis. I know him. He’s going through second puberty. A lot less fun than second childhood.)
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Ridiculous
It Was So Funny
that even the photographer couldn’t keep the camera straight.
Even this guy got the joke!
Remember Meeeeeeee!
He went to America, got rich brewing beer, returned and settled in Heidelberg and had this sepulchral monument built for his wife and himself.
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Grandiose
The Voice of the Garden
The word hum is related to the Middle High German hummen and thus to the modern German Hummel – meaning bumble bee. Fun fact: While bees need at least 10 °C to be out and about bumble bee workers fly already at 6 °C because the vibration of their pectoral muscles vibrate to generate heat. Which in turn makes the fairly loud humming noise of bumble bees.
From the Back
I realised I have never shown our local Diana from the back. So here she is in her beautiful two tier skirt and with her quiver at the ready.
Why Is It Smiling?
This is a favourite German Easter treat. No, it’s not a chocolate cockroach as our American friends suspected and only asked me incredulously: “WHY?” It’s a May beetle made of chocolate.
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