And this is what it was cropped from:
Leora was the first to identify it as pizza: “The bubbled up thing looks like crispy cheese. The yellow like cheese. And the black are olives? So a top of a pizza?” and Maggie came the closest to identifying everything on it: “I have better chances with food items. Pizza, glorious and wonderful, something like a supreme or whatever kind has bacon (I love you for bacon on pizza), black olives and green peppers – possibly other yumminess.”
No one really made me laugh (boohoo, Monique, wtf!), but Carl did gross me out, altho I’m not gonna post what he said cause it STILL grosses me out LOL!
For the rest of you that guessed it was pizza, well done!
Oh and we have a guest photographer this week, Julie!
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Deception has been part of my life for so long, I don’t know any other way. Deceiving, not telling the truth, outright lies…it’s all there. For example, this morning I deceived my boss. I told her I was late because I had to take care of Dad…but really, I was late because I was watching Craig Ferguson (the Scottish host of the Late Late Show…hot, great accent, really funny). His guest was Eric Idle, from the famous Comedy Troupe, Monty Python. I loved them back in the day…smoke a joint, or do something else just a bit before it came on (no DVRs, VCRs or anything like it back then) and laugh and laugh. Of course, you could laugh without the chemical aids but…hey, it was the 70s.
So…deception. I deceived my first husband, and my second as well. I won’t say how, but why? Because I could. Sometimes deception is so much easier than the truth. Sometimes, tho, it comes back to bite you in the ass. My ass hasn’t been bitten yet…but there’s still time, plenty of it (both time and ass). At least, I THINK there’s time. That’s another thing: Life deceives you in many ways and one of those ways is thinking you have time to do this or time to do that. Maybe you do…and maybe you don’t. A bit scary, if you stop to think about it. But I don’t. Because in addition to deception, I practice lots and lots of hiding my head in the sand. A deceptive ostrich, that’s me!
Why? Who knows…maybe it’s part of my genes, maybe it’s a coping mechanism, maybe it’s just the way I am. But I’ve pretty much been this way since I can remember. Can an old dog learn new tricks? Better yet, why would an old dog want to learn new tricks? He (or she) gets fed either way…
Deception; wicked, tricksy, false, something Gollum said in the LOTR movies. Maybe that’s why my license plate says GOLLUM. Maybe that’s why I identify with Snape? Nah, that’s another story altogether. But…I bet it’s why I’m so entranced by Heath Ledger’s portrayal of The Joker. No ego, a bit of a sadist, but…is that the truth or just what I want to see?
You tell me…deception. Is it part of your life? It’s part of mine…just like coffee and photography and Led Zeppelin and a lovely little shiba inu named Wolf.
Deception: this whole story was a deception
Weekly Words Challenge #45, hosted by Pickled Beef:
My first really beautiful professional tat…I covered up a handmade heart I had on my forearm, but you know what? I miss that lil heart …btw, the band aid is NOT permanent! I had squamous cell cancer JUST below the tat and that bandaid is covering up the burn booboo.
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane
I still couldn’t make it on time
Just another Manic Monday…
Every person you have ever slept with is invited to a banquet where you are the guest of honor. No one will be in attendance except you, the collection of your former lovers, and the catering service. After the meal, you are asked to give a fifteen-minute speech to the assembly. What do you talk about? I’ve had this dream only it was in a classroom!!! They were all lined up in front of the chalk board and I said Pass! or Fail. Most failed…
What’s your favorite thing to do on a rainy day? If I didn’t wear glasses, it’d be to take a long walk in the woods. So I’ll have to say I love to spend a rainy day curled up in a comfy chair with a good book! Lovelovelove listening to the rain on the roof. But not if it rains for a month at a time (as it did in June in Japan); anything gets monotonous if you hear/see/taste it over and over and over.
Are you a window person or an aisle person? Why? Depends, really. I like both! When I sit on the aisle, I can get up right away when the flight is over, plus I don’t have to climb over anyone if I have to pee. But if I sit by the window, sometimes I can get some great pictures, like this: