The Curse of the Surreal Pipe| Adventures of the Flatulent Flaneur


The Curse of the Surreal Pipe

Adventures of the Flatulent Flaneur

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Got this idea from fellow blogger Hugh’s Views & News. I followed his lead to the funky Online Plot Generator which helped me to create the following potential best-seller Masterpiece.  Found my creation so engaging that I will continue the Adventures of the Flatulent Flaneur.  This Plot Generator is a great way to bring laughter to a rough and rotten day or provide some tidbits of plot ideas should you be experiencing writers block.

Added the Ohio Players Funky Worm just for the pure joy of it. Who knows? In the next installment Radu and Tecla get their groove on and boogie with Mr. Worm!!  Stay tuned!

Here is the link to Hugh’s blog that inspired me.   http://hughsviewsandnews.com/2016/03/19/do-cadburys-creme-eggs-make-using-an-ipad-gooey/

Definition of a Flaneur:   http://www.thelemming.com/lemming/dissertation-web/home/flaneur.html

If the above Surreal Pipe link does not work here is the tiny tasty gem in its entirety.

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The Curse of the Surreal Pipe

The Curse of the Surreal Pipe

A Horror Story
by Leda Huggette

Whilst investigating the death of a local perambulation, an eccentric Flâneur called Radu Riginalle uncovers a legend about a supernaturally-cursed, surreal Pipe circulating throughout Brooklyn. As soon as anyone uses the Pipe, he or she has exactly 235 days left to live.

The doomed few appear to be ordinary people during day to day life, but when photographed, they look alien. A marked person feels like a Dandy Lion to touch.

Radu gets hold of the Pipe, refusing to believe the superstition. A collage of images flash into his mind: an avant garde cat balancing on a seductive perambulation, an old newspaper headline about a gas accident, a hooded tiger ranting about Breasts and a drinking well located in an innocuous place.

When Radu notices his stomach have Lion-like properties, he realises that the curse of the surreal Pipe is true and calls in his lovers, a Intellectual Nomad called Tecla Lanier, to help.

Tecla examines the Pipe and willingly submits himself to the curse. He finds that the same visions flash before his eyes. He finds the avant garde cat balancing on a seductive perambulation particularly chilling. He joins the queue for a supernatural death.

Radu and Tecla pursue a quest to uncover the meaning of the visions, starting with a search for the hooded tiger. Will they be able to stop the curse before their time is up?

Praise for The Curse of the Surreal Pipe

“This is actually pretty scary. I’ll never be able to look at another surreal Pipe for as long as I live.”
– The Daily Tale
“Oh please! There’s nothing scary about an avant garde cat balancing on a seductive perambulation. Are we supposed to feel spooked?”
– Enid Kibbler
“The hooded tiger really freaked me out.”
– Hit the Spoof
“I hope Radu and Tecla get married.”
– Zob Gloop

 

Searching for the Funky Worm yet hoping Not to find the Cursed Pipe!!

 

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Ohio Players – Funky Worm

 

 

 

 

 

Dance | The Daily Post


 

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Dance | The Daily Post

Dance

There’s rhythm and motion all around us — this week, let’s capture some of it in a photo.

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Young People’s Dancing Band in Harlem
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Stepping High in Harlem
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Rhythmic Dancing
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Getting down to the Beat in Harlem
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In Sync Dancing in Harlem

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Young People's Dancing Band in Harlem
Young People’s Dancing Band in Harlem

Off The Wall


 

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Shelf

“Gotta leave that 9-5 up on the Shelf and just enjoy yourself.”

Spring 2018 I will put the 9-9 (my work hours) up on the Shelf permanently.  No more answering to merciless bosses and endless hours of overtime trying to make ends meet.

Looking forward to a future with limitless time for myself, my brother Stephen and my true passions in life!  More Free time to write, improve my photography skills by taking classes, and Travel!! Sleep anytime and as much as I want!  Free to meet up with friends, socialize, join a gym and pursue a fitness program.  Free to be Me!!

Off The Wall – MICHAEL JACKSON ‘1979

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Funking for Jamaica


Bounce Wit me Y’all!! Let’s Go Funkin’ For Jamaica!!

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Today I was in my old neighborhood “Funkin’ For Jamaica!! Dig it!!

Tom Browne – Funkin’ For Jamaica

After visiting my brother Stephen at his training center AABR I went for a walk down memory land along Jamaica Avenue and Merrick Blvd. in Jamaica, Queens.

This is where I grew up and walking the streets brings back many fond growing up memories. Lots of studying and research at the Queens Public Library on Merrick Blvd. I also cut class. A Lot. Spending my time at the Library!! LOL!!  🙂  However once my Dad Edward G. Palmer found out needless to say No More Playing Hooky from School for me!

Today I was on a more noble mission to secure an IDNYC Card. Yes I already have a Driver’s License and my New York State Security License but the IDNYC Card affords New York City residents many more benefits. Plus…

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Fusion Poetry ~~ Epistle to the Daughters of Luna


Epistle to the Daughters of St. Luna

Amethyst and Garnet fusion dance THE TARANTULA NEBULA  whirling and twirling like  untamed dervishes through tentacles of Gordian knots. Together they trip the light fantasia. Bobbling, lolling, bobbing and weaving.  Swaying…. Praying… Homage to the Great Her.  Flowing through the Magellanic Clouds of Joyful Paradise.

30 Doradus begetter of infinite universes.  Stars kiss. Morph. Join forces into exploding orgasms each populating whipping legs of sown seeds.

Eternal moonshine of the flightless mind.

Dripping fine veils of hosiery over endless galaxies.

Ella Fitzgerald – Stella by Starlight

 

Memoirs of an Evening

Sepia toned Duckbill Platypus saddled with plastic implants blonde Double DD barbie doll. Grecian Urn of pale translucent white blue vein skin. All Hail the bright Neon Orange protector goddess. Astro Nose Noise. Brazilian butt jobs. Collagen plumped Lipppeeesss for days on end.

Below Ugly Toe Jam Drama. It jutted out precariously that if one breathed deep and two-stepped succinctly off it would jump into the hairy precipice, down the cliff and into craggy foreboding Temple ores.

The Metronome calls Cadence in accordance with ancient sweet sirens.

Well bred. Well groomed. Varnished White Mares. Striding the pecking order all vying to be Number #1 Trophy Wife.

 

 

Oh Divine One. Light up the Evening with your Glory.

Sarah Vaughan – Stella by Starlight