This is week 27 of Raven's Saturday Wordzzle Challenge. If you want to go to the begining to see how it works, go here. If you intend to participate, use the words for this week's challenge on your blog, and go over to Raven's and click on Mr. Linky to add your name. It's fun! Give it a try.
This week's ten-word challenge uses: tiramisu, transfixed, evacuation, Queen of the Nile, pillowcase, grammatical, voice inflection, pacified, microclimate, swami
Swami Ruptagupta sat cross-legged on a wooden crate at the head of the table. His face was the definition of serenity. The Swami was the guest of honor for the Pacified Nation Yoga Group who were having their annual dinner at the Queen of the Nile Restaurant in Not-Quite-Adjacent-To Beverly Hills. Actually, the restaurant was in Hawthorne which is quite far from Beverly Hills, but the group likes to think of itself as up-and-coming. But still, he sat on the crate which was there at his request. He stared, transfixed, at his tiramisu. What would he tell them that their inner souls did not know? He poked his desert with his finger for a moment and began.
Swami Ruptagupta's speech patterns were a grammatical nightmare. He split infinitives, he made up words, but he was a peaceful man and it was never more clear than when he achieved the voice inflection of almost song. He looked up at his group, his disciples, and said "Your souls in a microclimate are which makes them grow like grapes for a fine wine. They don't get too muches cold, they don't get to muches rain, but only if you tend your soul careful love which makes you sound." The group nodded as one. Souls in a microclimate, of course! Away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
Sarah, the owner of the Yoga studio they all went to, looked at Swami with reverence. He wore little more than a pillowcase, but he could command more respect with a flick of his beard than a Wall-Street Broker in a 3-piece suit. She sighed slightly. Just then, the entire restaurant began to shake, and roll, like a ship at sea. She screamed "Earthquake! We have to evacuate!" and shoved the Swami out of her way as she ran to the door. She'll get serene some other day.
And for the Mini Challenge: maggots, thermal pocket, industrial, bovine, feminized
Sally loved her behind-the-scenes tour of the zoo. This was more interesting than she had imagined. As they walked into the industrial-sized kitchens, the guide told her "Some of this food is still living," and pointed to a squirming plate of maggots. "Please don't touch things, as we don't want to introduce disease by accident," the guide continued. "Over here, we keep the bovine food - it's amazing how much Yaks and Water Buffalo eat!" Sally asked a question about the water tanks, and he said "We have to be careful of how we supply water - there is so much estrogen dumped into the natural water supply that we worry about the males getting feminized."
Sally was just delighted! She scrubbed her hands at the sink while the guide said "We're going into a special area, it's the nocturnal house. You'll feel like you've walked into a thermal pocket, you will notice a temperature change. You'll adjust quickly, though," and he waved Sally ahead.
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Diva, you really should consider writing novels.
These are both fun, but my favorite is the first one, which is both funny and a wonderful comment on human nature.
Sounds like the earthquake caused their souls to turn from calm to "Grapes of Wrath".
Well done on both accounts.
Excellent work yet again!
"so much estrogen dumped ...worry about the males getting feminized" - that is priceless. It made me laugh.
These were both very well done. I enjoyed them immensely.
Hahahaha every (wo)man for himself in an earthquake I love it!
Great story today.
Rich
PS: I read your post of Biden as well. I am concerned for Obama becasue Biden brings so much baggage.
at my age I often feel like I've stepped into a thermal pocket!
loved both your stories. very tongue in cheek which is something you do so well.
WOW! I loved BOTH of these! You REALLY did well with the Mini Challenge! What a fabulous idea! I suppose I'll get better at this if I keep playing!
You're good. Too good.
"You feminized maggots!" screamed the Sergeant. "Drop and gimme 10!"
The industrial recruits pumped their push ups so fast and hard they created a thermal pocket.
"Bovine divinity," muttered one of the dog faces.
"What's that?" screamed the Sergeant over head.
"Holy cow," he replied standing and staring the Sarge in the face.
:cheesy grin: I know. That was bad. Very bad.
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