Mumbles … Schism

If schism was just strictly about division or separation, I have had my share of that in my life. But according to all I saw, it dealt with groups or religions that were split because of differing views and I don’t want to get into politics. I would really like to end the year with some more positive posts if possible. At the very least none forced or uncomfortable. So here is the thing, I did a search of schism and one of the first things that came up was a song by Tool. You know I love music! So, an idea was born to mumble a little and share the video. And that is how this post was born.

I figure other people may have shared this too since I am so late to the party. BUT, since I am so late maybe you have forgotten the song and rediscover it all over again. Ok… it is Sunday night with only a short week left in the year. Use your time wisely!


For Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – schism

Tinker Toy

As Shelly walked into the living room, she saw Fred in his chair fooling with something in his hands.  “What is that you’ve got?”

Holding it up proudly Fred said, “It’s a Creston 285.”

“A what?”

“A Creston 285… it is a tool for – “

“A tool?  You mean another gadget.”

“Maybe.”

“Well just don’t use it on any of the appliances ‘Tim Taylor.’  They are all working fine, and I would like to keep it that way.”

“You have so little faith in me and my repair skills?”

“No, I know how you tinker with things that already work!”


(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – gadget https://fivedotoh.com/2020/07/03/fowc-with-fandango-gadget/

(photo by Francesco Paggiaro at Pexels)

The ER Encounter

He was a legend

In his own mind

A really big tool

You know the kind

She was a beauty

Shy and withdrawn

They met at work

Just before dawn

She was a nurse

Saving a life

He was a patient

Cut by a knife

He tried to woo her

Putting on all his charms

She was not swayed

She just crossed her arms

One last effort

He flashed his killer smile

she shook her head

and glanced at the tile

“I will not date you

I’m married you see.”

Showing her finger

Smiling with glee

He was dejected

And began to pout

She just grinned and said

“I’m finished, now get out.”