THE L0oped Sided sCibble Pit – 3beloW 233.1

Another 1st at the Corner. The Pics At the SCriBble Pit Spring News Pastiche Edition are recomendations from 3 Ragbaggers, monthly subsribers, members simply said.. Thanks

THE Book Shelf Spring Best Pics

KIDS CORNER SUMMER READS

RBCN Spring Best Reads

The Water Cure has drawn instant comparisons to The Handmaid’s Tale, and not just because author Margaret Atwood called it “a gripping, sinister fable.” The book centers on Grace, Lia, and Sky, three sisters who live on an isolated island with their mother and their father, whom they call King. When their father disappears, their lives—as well as everything they’ve been told about the outside world—are upended.

IN THE FUTURE, FOR STARTERS, PEOPLE WILL HAVE BLUE BUTTS: IN THE FUTURE, FOR STARTERS, PEOPLE WILL HAVE BLUE BUTTS. ORYX AND CRAKE IS A 2003 NOVEL BY CANADIAN AUTHOR MARGARET ATWOOD. SHE HAS DESCRIBED THE NOVEL AS SPECULATIVE FICTION AND ADVENTURE ROMANCE, RATHER THAN PURE SCIENCE FICTION, BECAUSE IT DOES NOT DEAL WITH THINGS “WE CAN’T YET DO OR BEGIN TO DO”, YET GOES BEYOND THE AMOUNT OF REALISM SHE ASSOCIATES WITH THE NOVEL FORM

KIDS CLUB

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SUCH AS IT WAS, UNDER THE BAY WINDOWundefined

Jerimiah Winthrop, a bachelor lived in a village not far from the Big City just east of his quaint bungalow on the west side of the local IGA store. The front of his house a large bay window jutting out an extra 10 feet, Its WOODEN FRAME, stained pillows odd Colour, had a odor yet to be defined or discussed.   It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel his grief and sadness. Not a living soul wanted to sit on his one of a kind Designers Couch, purchased as the 5 & Dime Boutique down on Main and 32nd Street. For that reason , every day he sat on it, unhappy gazing out this huge window, ever since his Party the whole community was invited too. He only wanted everyone to have peek and take a seat on his treasure , The Designer Couch. Only one person, however did not attend this disastrous soiree as it turned out to be

As Jerimiah did this routine the 3rd Friday of the month 2 weeks before his 45 birthday, he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Beatrice Fishbone. She was a gentle hero of a questionable reasons yet with a figure as lean a “filet of sole” . The gossip was, platies, exercises using 3 bouncy Balls, a daily 10 ounces of carrot & kale juice, with a Mickie of Vodka, shaken, not stirred , straight up with a garnish of sliced Beets was her secret.

Then! my Gosh! Miss Beatrice, is coming, Yes …. up to my picket fence gate that’s been hanging on one hinge since 3 past Octobers’, when a vintage Mini MG 2 seater smashed into it, the get away car used in a string of bank robberies through out the lower 22 counties surrounding the river that supplies water to that Big City Jeremiah had only been to Twice.

The Door Bell rang. His Budgie Bird started to dance and squawk in it’s oversized gage that occupied his entire dining room. Both bell he had not heard that sound since the Avon lady dropped of samples of face cream and lipstick 3 1/2 years ago.

Jerimiah, flustered and in such a sweat jump up scurried to the door, paused and took a quick glance in the mirror beside the umbrella rack; thank goodness he did. A piece of Spinach was wedged between his 2 front teeth, from last night snack before the 11 o’clock News, he always watched on Tuesday’s. Tucking in shirt, a quick spritz of Old Spice he reached for the front door knob, putting on his biggest smile, a glow in his eyes opened the door .


Their eyes met and both looked each other up and down, Beatrice smiled, it was her beet stained shirt Jerimiah noticed first, she quickly apologized, for it was because her washing machine has been broken for 6 months and the laundry was piling up It was the only shirt, she wore only six time. It was literally, the cleanest piece of clothing she had at the moment, yet the least important thing on her mind. it was what she said next, the beet stain irrelevant. She swung the screen door open, confident, her lipstick a peach gloss, her mascara a olive green, before Jerimiah could blink an eye, she was in his dining room.

Scaring the daylights out of the Buggy Bird, she plopped her gym bag on top of the cage. she unzipped it reached in, needing 2 hands just to lift it. pulled out a 15 litre vintage Vagabond Thermos undefined 1935, almost mint condition. It’s what she said next, Jerimiah smiled even blushed a little, the first time since Grade 8.” “The gossip you hear it is not. I do use 3 Bouncy Balls at Pilates workout but the carrot / kale crap, that is Rubbish. It’s my Vagabond filled with tequila Margaretta’s for a party of 26 I have before. is the reason why. Filet of soul Figure, some of us are just lucky, I guess. . So how’s about you get us a couple of Dixie cups an ashtray and I’ll go have a seat, because the next time I walk by your bungalow, You’ll be smiling cause the whole village is about to see us making whoopie on the Designers Couch everybody else thinks stinks, ugly, and should be burned at the county dump. I just think you and me need 8.75 months , of Vagabond bonding onyour Designers Couch Sotheby’s will be asking 2 million opening Bid. Jerimiah Winthrop got 6 million, 11.5 months later bought another Buggy Bird and all 4, yes Beatrice moved to that big City “BIGCITY” its name known for it beaches, temperate climate and 2 for 1 Happy Hour cocktails 12 hours a day 7 day a week. They are currently looking for a new Couch

Nothing is as it seems Not to Be . The not for anything Flick of a Bic Scribble

This morning to meet downtown at the Front Room Lounge in backroom bar, there was Darwin VonStepple opening a gift from his lovers, Marcus Pelletier, and Darwin knows their lives will never be the same again. Whilst trying to rebuild his life, Darwin witnesses a crime leading him to question a new relationship. Some one becomes obsessed with an enigmatic stranger Ardwhica- kook Boles. Let me see Did i get this Right ?

.Whilst trying to rebuild his life, Darwin witnesses a crime that leads him to question a new relationship. He becomes obsessedd with enigmatic stranger Ardwick Boles. What is her connection to Marcus, and why has she turned up now? Darwin’s behavior becomes increasingly erratic as she struggles to unravel the truth and the significance of an enchanted magic wand, all whilst battling to cope with tummy pains.Every day, Darwin gets closer to the truth. And the closer he gets, the more unbelievable it seems. I can’t figure out who’s who, She, He ,they, them. Lovers Gone I Guess

What Could This Thing in A Box sitting on the front door steps

A Drabble

It’s oddly spotted, warty walnuts, which are Blue . Rarely have such,like as ugly a pansy could be, reminded me more of the buttocks of a tiny wee dog .Its cherries are as flawless as exemplary, tender peach pits, which have been tossed sadly in a neo- magical, scrawny drizzle (splash!).Naturally, it has all the glory of holes, which once ate calmly. There is nothing like holes that one eats calmly. Lest not forget the little, loopy look of a lonely lemons tearful nibbling. Otter likes its ugly pansy look. Daddy likes its Blue walnuts. You’ve guessed it; it is a loose Fruitcake! it’s just a Drabble Folks!

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TOMATOES , STRAWBERRIES, PEAS OR CABAGGE.. IT ALL SOUND YUMMY .. JUN 01 OMG what A VERY CHILLY WILLY SPRING IT HAS BEEN.”au contraire” ARMED WITH A HOE, PITCH FORK , A SHOVEL AND A LOT SUPER SONIC ,fasterv than a speeding bullet able to leap…babbling on when it about that TIME TO CLEAN UP .. and no desert after dinner until ….. it ain’t over until the …O00ops .loosing it …. some where over the Rainbow…about a 1/4 past 3…thursday 6:6 2….1 la la la de daa skippy do da … hippy hop .. and then were You know What ?

.DON’T YOU THINK? Just Stop the dribble, nobody cares It Garden Season Down in on Cootes Drive and …

Pearl Gardens Terrace 4 flights UP OASIS ROOM ain’t looking much better

DON’ BELIEVE A WORD SHE SAYS

SOME HOW THIS GARDEN PAGE ISN’T GOING ANY WHERE.

IT’S A BALL OF CONFUSION

welcome RagBaggers Just a reminder.. need I make it any clearer.

IT’S REALLY NOT AS BAD AS LOOKS

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. – Alfred Austin

A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in. – Greek proverb

RaGBaG M0nThlY PAsti¢hE NeWs Edition June 2019

April 1st and we’re not fooling, now the longest running month, 47 days till May. Year 2019 has declared, officially May won’t be here until until sometime mid-June. April has at least told March to move along as hippy hop, bring on those showers where are those Easter eggs?; Hey! that bunny, ate my bean sprouts. Decided to take the Fools Day of April 2019, postpone it until December 25th… All this confusion, has made me tired. I’ll be BacK… What’s Cooking is talking Indian CuiSine, and RaGbAGS retro Hippy Sac, Jazmyne confirms 36 orders, busy as Cinderella’s helpers on the eve of the village Ball…. Now that I think about it, I won’t be back . Who cares what daY IT is. DjP’s’ Spring Pastiche News has Arrived … T0ddle Loo Possum. Dame Edna has Left the R00m !!

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ArT on CanVAS MeETs ThE DIGital AgE… and I Luv it

spring flowers

The canavas the oldest virtual medium
But through the lens of art, technology tells a completely different story. “Just as the internet has affected dating, travel and the way we see ourselves and understand the truth,” quoted from EVA Respin CURATOR, FOR the
Exhibition of 60 artists at the opening at the Institute of Contemporary Art in Boston USA. … RagBag it says

Oui ! RagBaG NewS says Yes ! It’s the BEGininG of an HIStorICAL EveNT

City Streets “Wh0da Thunk”

city street whoda thunk!

Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend – or a meaningful day. Dalai Lama

A HUNDRED YEARS IN THE MAKING. THE PHOTOGRAPH AND THE MEN WHO FIGURED IT OUT. WHAT “LEONARDO DA VINCI DISCOVERED”

200 years in the making the photograph

Mystical, Definitive, Creative, Spiritual, the rite of Mask, an everyday accessories in the human physic.


. A realm of our universe, god like to worship spirits in the after life. To bring good luck ,be warned of evil we have embraced and created some of the most cherished symbols that define societies throughout the world today .Whether displayed as priceless artifacts in museum’s, replicas of such are sold in every tourist or cultural centre everywhere . From the chintzy discount store for Halloween , fashion runways of au couture designs as accessories we remain fascinated. So much history. it was a project of months research a 4 part series was the result. The Black Plague, the masquerade, festivals for the dead or the folklore seen as a significant part of a culture, remains today the rite of passage. Truly fascinating. Definitely RagBaG News!

That Me DjP !

A Piece of the my Rag MAp QueSt.

A writer is a person who uses written words in various styles and techniques to communicate their ideas. Writers produce various forms of literary art and creative writing such as novels, shorts and then there me!


And that’s Me Djp58.Com, The. L’ Aubergiste, who is Blogging The RagBag Corner News

It\s best I explained what brings me here

 As Inn- Keeper Creator, Challenge To      Uses Written Words Various Styles And Techniques To Communicate  My  Ideas, Quirky, Off Beat Scripts Of  Various Forms  Literary Art  Creative With Humor  Such As Novels, Short  The  Initials me David James Paterson …The Numbers;  I Assure You Is Not My Waist Measurement Or Current Weight In Lbs.

 Let’s Begin; A Few details on This RagPlus Map Quest.  It’s Only In The Morning …Except Yesterday It Was A Little Past 1pm. Last Thursday Between 8am Or 9pm Maybe?. Not Sure …I Do Know It Was Before 2am Friday Morning / When A Metaphoric Moment Came. It was “The Unconscious Formation of Conscious Information Became the Moment an Astonishing Assault within The Boundaries of the right, seem leap to the left then a list of all my Forgotten or neglected Endeavors. I Remembered What Professor Susan Greenfield, petite a brunette, mysterious brown eyes, impeccable fashion and style, always there , never judge , a pure and wonderful Said “Every Mental Image Has To Be Constructed In Our Heads. We Create A Highly Personal Inner World … Using Our Knowledge Of Everything We’ve Ever Seen In The Past To Imagine What Is There.”  Metaphorically A Moment When Inner World Can Emerge, Clash, Multiple Versions Of Oneself, Dissociative Identity Disorder, sadly Schizophrenia

  Stage V – now What? Left, Right, then it’s settled  “Loop Sided” -now shut the door 

Yikes!!!   “The Moment Of Choice” …Go For It I Say… Therefore Let’s Order
I’ll Have Rum Toddy, Gin Martini X 3 Straight Up 1 Olive.  Then I’ll The Jenny Craig Appetizer 43. Cheese Curls

 A Delicious, Crunchy Snack Lightly Seasoned With Cheddar Cheese And Sea Salt. One Of Our Best Sellers… Don’t Feel Guilty About Eating The Whole Bag! This Savory Sensation Is Low In Saturated Fat 160 Cal 0% Fibre. …Some Much Information About The Same Snack Labelled As Junk Food “Cheetos”

 So You Must Right This Down.. As I looked Around I Then Glanced At Table 2. Ambrose, A Lovely Danish Women the Vegetarian Whitch -A –Call- It-tingy.  Was Fab …I’ll Order 2 with Some Teriyaki Dish Every Body Talking About, At the Checkout Line at the Pickle Barrel Deli? Wow…Served With Chicken Fried Rice I Have A Triple Order. Then With An Instance Flash Of Polaroid Model 32. I Had Digressed … Alas Stage 6 …. The Waitress Just Pull Up Angry, a Copper Skillet in one Hand and now Parked Out Front But Where’s my Food… I Think This Is It.. A  Seductive Time In A Significant Complex It Is Now A   Symbolic Reckoning; A Political   Decision Where The Power Might Lie To Decide Will There Be  By Authority Or Autonomy: 

   Well…  It Is My Responsibility For Making This Choice. 

MAKING THIS CHOICE. SO…..my solemn oath
I PROMISE I WILL DO MY LAUNDRY. ONLY WHEN IT SEEMS LIKE THE RIGHT DAY, BEFORE 7am, AND I’VE HAD SOME PEANUT BUTTER on RYE TOAST.. I WILL TRY NOT TO BE DRESSED IN RAGS FOR MY NEXT GRAVATOR. AFTER THAT WELL.. I ‘LL be busy as time just whistles , timeturn on the presses find out who wins the 2nd Tag the Rag Grab the Bag so ..PUBLISH NEXT ISSUE OF THE RAGAG CORNER MONTHLY PASTICHE NEWS EDITION. UNTIL THEN


“OH WAITRESS, A PIECE OF LEMON PIE.. I WILL HAVE THAT FOR DESSERT”. It looks scrumptious.

GOOD NIGHT