Daily Word Prompt: Caper

This is totally off-base, so just go with me for a minute. Remember, Imma weird one.

Each morning when I get online, I always click the Reader section of my blog. Why? Because everyone else is far more interesting than me!

Anyway, today on the daily word prompt page the word was caper and my eyes about bugged out. Memories of summer camp, yes, hot, sticky, terrible food summer camp filled my mind.

Why? Because when I went to camp after every meal, each of the cabins had chores. Clean the dining hall, clean the bathrooms, pick up trash, sweep the breezeway, wash dishes, etc, etc.  While the meal was being brought out and put on a buffet table so all of us pigs could run to the trough, the camp director would go up on this little platform and say, “It’s time for capers.”  Then he’d read off a chore and a cabin number, and that cabin would have the shout and cheer like maniacs about the privilege to be the ones to go clean the toilets after they ate.

The cabin who cheered the loudest for whoever chore they had would get to go through the meal line first.

I grew up thinking that “caper” was just a nicer way to say chore. I didn’t realize until I looked it up in the dictionary that it means to leap or skip about in a sprightly manner;prance; frisk; gambol.

Oh, what a misguided childhood I led. 😀

via Daily Prompt: Caper

I’m weird. My thoughts on Nutella.

Imma B. Frank today. I think Nutella is the most disgusting thing I’ve ever had the displeasure to have touched my tongue to–and that includes polenta. It’s like a chocolate wannabe that will never be. More like a gagabee. Just yucky.

So no, Pinterest I don’t wanna save that bottle of crap or any of its “oh so yummy” recipes to my boards…but I’d love to take a real tack and puncture the heck out of it!!!

 

Speaking of. A few years ago when I got on Pinterest to help my author platform (didn’t work, there’s my writerly advice for today), when you’d hover over a picture, it’d show the little red rectangle in the corner with the tack and would say “pin”. Now it says save. Why can’t we pin anymore??? It is called Pinterest.

Maybe someone punctured their skin with a tack and threatened to sue…

#crazythoughts #thingsthatkeepmeawakeatnight #questionsfortheuniverse

All right, if you’ve read this far, how about leaving a comment? What is something you hate that goes against the mainstream? Share in the comments and I swear we won’t throw things at you!

Cheers,

Imma B.

 

This post was part of the Daily Post’s One Word Prompt: Puncture.