SoCS: run

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “run.” Use it as a noun, a verb, use it any way you’d like.

I don’t think I could run anymore. Never was into running as exercise and when you get older, running shakes up your body too much. I would have to be chased by something that was going to hurt me to get into a run. Well, maybe if I was challenged by my grandnieces or grandnephew to race them on the beach but those days are coming to an end, too. They are getting too old for that.

So we move onto “who’s running things?”. Some people think there is a group of extremely wealthy people running things; that they are responsible for the pandemic and social chaos that is happening now. Some even say they conjured up this virus just to get richer and put the rest of us in life-long servitude to them. I don’t believe they thought it up or did it on purpose: I think its just a big lucky break for them!

The rich are getting richer hands over fist right now. What a great time to invest! Real estate is going wild and construction is driving building supply prices through the roof but so what? They can afford it! All those cheap apartments can become condos and make so much more money! Where do those people go who lived in the run-down over-priced apartments? Who cares! As long as they can get into town to serve us. And they better kiss ass with a great big smile if they want to keep their jobs!

Jeff Bezos lost 34 billion dollars in his divorce settlement. He made it back in a month. Not millions, billions.

So who is running things? I think no one. I think its chaos and we have these governments to keep everything in control. Now they are running on less money than one of the 1% private lives.

Governments haven’t been able to afford keeping up infrastructure and turn to privatization. There are no corporations working for the good of the people: corporations are for making profit. Corporations have to appease the share holders who demand a constant return of money. Cuts are made at the expense of the people who are doing the work to make the corporation successful. They put in as many hours as they are given: not full time because then they would have to be given benefits. Many of them, especially single mothers, take on 2 or 3 part-time jobs to give their kids a decent life.

Most people feel like they have been running to stay in the same spot for so long but now they can’t keep up anymore. The Finish Line keeps getting farther and farther away. If we stumble and fall, we will get too far behind to ever get there.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 27, 2021 | (

SoCS: March 11

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “day/week/month/year.” Use one, use them all, use them any way you’d like. 

“Far out. . . what a day, a year, a life it is . . .” That’s what a I thought of first.

March 11 is my ex- wedding anniversary. When I see the dates I get a sad little tug at the lost hope for happiness my husband and I had when we started out.

It seemed like over the years some event I had coming up would fall on March 11, just to keep reminding me.

Last year, on March 11, my sister and I went to a group psychic meeting. We all sat at a long table, sharing the water jugs, talking very close to each other’s ear because the music was too loud. That was the day the world-wide pandemic was officially announced.

We have a monthly meeting of the Cannabis Club, second Thursday of every month: this month was March 11.

But it really hit home on Thursday that I will never forget that anniversary. I watch the news during dinner hour; I have it on loud while I make dinner. I heard “The Anniversary . . ” ” On the Anniversary. . ” so many times and would groan each time.

Oh well, its not as bad as a friend of mine who has a birthday the world remembers; September 11.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 13, 2021 | (

SoCS: butter dishes

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “butter.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way you’d like. 

Butter is my favourite food. (Yes, that’s how its spelled) Butter is part of the reason I am vegetarian but not vegan. Maybe if I was just starting out in adult life I might be a vegan but you can’t teach old people new habits. Our habits are so deeply ingrained its almost impossible to climb out of the groove we’ve worn down in a lifetime. You would have to really want to change: it would take a Herculean effort. I don’t want to change anything at this time.

I used to think I liked seafood when I was young but later discovered it was seafood dipped in butter that I liked. Now I like vegetables dipped in butter. Especially brussels sprouts; add lemon and a tiny bit of cayenne. Now I’m adding olive oil otherwise I would eat way too much butter.

Buttering up someone. That’s a strange term when you think about it. You are going to butter them up . . . for what? to roast them? To squeeze them through a tiny shaft of truth?

Now I’m thinking of that image of Kramer, buttered up like a turkey.

How many people are going to talk about hard butter? I wondered why my butter was hard when my house is not cold. I used to live in a very cold house so I knew why the butter was hard. But I keep this place warm and my butter should not be hard. They say the farmers are feeding palm oil to the cows. Holy cow, is nothing sacred?

My friend bought me a French butter dish but I didn’t like it. Its a two-part . . . explaining is too hard. I’m taking my SoC and getting a photo.

I’ve given up getting those two photos side by side. Now I’m irritated which doesn’t take much these days.

the French Butter dish; I knew you were supposed to put cool water in the bottom to keep your butter from melting in the summer even though butter doesn’t melt when you have air conditioning. You are supposed to fill the top part, pressing butter into it. So the butter has to be soft to press into the top. And its very hard to get it all out.

Fine. But my friend who gave it to me saw it and said I was doing it wrong. Didn’t I get the detailed instructions she sent me? You are supposed to hang the pressed butter top upside down over the water.

Oh, no. Hanging the butter over water. “Sometimes it falls in.” With little air pockets to grow mould in. The whole thing was so illogical I went back to my beloved butter dish.

I’m not taking a photo.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 6, 2021 | (