Baking Chaos

In response to Daily Post’s writing post “Chaos“.

When I bake, something wrong always happens. Let’s take last time. I was baking cupcakes when I accidentally put it two boxes of baking soda. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I put the whole thing in. The funny thing was that I didn’t even realize when I asked her for another box of baking soda. When I took the cupcakes out of the oven, they smelled really good. But, when I sinked my teeth into the cupcakes, all I tasted was baking soda. At first, I tasted the warm taste of cinnamon, which was supposed to be the flavor of my cupcakes. Then, I tasted baking soda. It was really pungent, and it took a while to take the flavor out of my mouth. I realized what had happened. Instead of putting two tablespoons of baking soda, I put in two boxes. She looked really enthusiastic about it and she took a bite before I could warn her. It was chaos.


In response to Daily Post’s writing post “Sacrifice“.

I couldn’t decide which dress to wear to my friend’s wedding. I had eliminated the ten dresses I picked out and I was only left with two. One was a deep, dark blue with a tan belt and the other was a white one with a band of intricate lace designs in the middle. I was deciding the pros and cons of taking the blue dress, when she came up to me with a polka-dotted yellow dress. I, personally don’t like polka-dots, and was ready to shun the dress away. But then, I realized that she had shown me that dress with so much love. So, I made a sacrifice and bought the yellow one. I still miss the blue dress, which was my decision in the end, but I made someone happy.


In response to Daily Post’s writing post “Breath“.

She took a deep breath in, and slowly breathed out. She had done this several times before she asked me again, “What did you do?” I replied, “I just lost that $300 watch you bought me.” She stared at me, taking another few deep breaths. I asked her what she was doing. She said, “I’m practicing a new way of relaxation…” After a long pause, she realized what I was trying to do. “Don’t change the subject!” she yelled, taking a few more of those annoying breaths. This time, it was my turn to stare at her. She sat down. No words or breaths. She suddenly got up with my ‘lost’ watch in her hand. “Oops,” I said, “That just goes to show that your breathing didn’t solve anything. Next time sit down.”




     I was so trapped I could not breathe. Anyways, let me tell you a little bit about myself. I am very busy, but I think I can spare some time. I am a German Shepherd and my name is Jasper. My owner is Madame Adèle. We live on Genevieve Street, right in front of a bus stop. In the bus stop, the bus stops and usually goes far away into some other block I have never seen before. Madame Adèle takes the bus to get to something called ‘work’. Most of the time, gray vehicles pass on the road and go into The Blocks. I bark at them, but they never hear me. I’m never surprised when they pass by, because humans don’t hear very well. My master and I live on the sixth floor of Apartment 42. There’s a huge balcony which is where I see the whole world, in many more than fifty shades of gray. There’s also many creepers that hug the railings. Sometimes, if I pay attention, I can see the Eiffel Tower. I guess I don’t need to tell you what color that is. I have my own beanie couch at the end of the room and a kitchen filled with yummy treats and snacks. My life is a good one.
     One day, when Madame Adèle was taking me for a walk on the busy streets of Paris. I looked around as we made a turn and came back to our street. Just as soon as I passed the apartment with the annoying cat, I heard Madame Adèle scream and I was surrounded in total darkness. Did she forget to pay the electric company? I hoped that was all that happened. I was completely surrounded by a rough material that resembled a sack, but who could put me, a big German Shepherd into one of those things? Soon, it became tight. I felt squished. I tried to wiggle out of it, but the thing that surrounded me was tied up. I tried barking, but then I gave up. As I said, humans have horrible hearing. So that was how I got into that situation. I don’t remember doing anything wrong. Was it karma? Did Santa decide I stole too many snacks from the kitchen? I don’t have a clue. I leave it up to you to decide.

Reddy’s Nemesis

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “What a Twist!.”

As Reddy the dog became ready to stalk the cat next door, Jo, he bought some equipment with him. He bought a pair of scissors (which he sharpened for the easiest of cutting), some bones (for replenishment), cat food (to lure Jo if needed), and a mask (as any top secret mission is incomplete without a mask). He got his map and started digging in his back yard, determined to cross the fence and accomplish his mission. He hauled all his stuff over the fence and crawled under it. Part one of his mission was complete. Now, he had to find Jo and finish off her tail swiftly. He scurried around the house until he found the cat lying in her litter box on the porch. The opportunity was not to miss. He hastily pawed inside his backpack and found his scissors. Reddy inched toward the cat, making sure not to wake her up. He cut her tail. It was a clean cut, and only a few threads came off. Reddy was surprised that Jo slept through all this. But, he had no time to think. He had to leave the crime scene quickly. He hurriedly packed the tail with his things and left the way he came. His mission was accomplished. As he came out the other side of the hole, he was shocked to find Jo (and her tail a full length), ready with scissors to curtail his.

My Radio People

Basically, radio hasn’t changed over the years. Despite all the technical improvements, it still boils down to a man or a woman and a microphone, playing music, sharing stories, talking about issues – communicating with an audience.
-Casey Kasem

For a long time, I never knew that. 🙂

When I was a little kid, I always had weird thoughts in my mind. Many of my thoughts tried to explain the changing world around me. It’s a surprise I still remember these thoughts. I was always captured by the way a car works. Compared to me, the car was humongous, but that didn’t bother me. Instead, I always tried to understand what was under that bulky shield. I would open doors and try to explore all the controls when I had free time in the car. Naturally, one of these controls switched on the radio. Not after a long time, I also found the speakers from which the sound was coming from and I would love putting my hands on the booming radio and feeling the vibrations. The only thing I could not understand was where the sound was coming from. When my parents explained what the antenna was, I didn’t understand what that stick outside had to do with the sound inside. To help me understand more, I would come up with “scientific theories”. My theory was that there was a whole band playing for me inside the car.  I imagined miniature people living inside the car. I wondered how they would live without water and food, but I never cared to ask. Further more, I needed to find out how the button activated those people. That took a bit of imagining, but I figured it out. The people would be sleeping, and when I pressed the button, they would wake up. Yet, my curiosity was still not satisfied. I pondered about the type of people they were. So, I decided they were my radio people.


lotus leafThe water, which came from the dew of the morning, rested on the lotus leaf. The dew drops slid down effortlessly, dropping into the pond below. The birds tweeted harmoniously, fluttering and jumping up near the edge of the pond. Turtles, salamanders, frogs, and little creatures of the sort gathered near the pond. The fish rose up from the depths of the pond, showing their silhouettes. Herons and other birds flocked, ignoring the fact that their natural food was there. Rabbits and deer pranced towards the water source. They sat and watched the dew drops slip down the pond, causing ripples. After a moment of peace, they all went, inside the pond, causing ripples of their own.

Effects of Evolution

Cratery moon

The children of the planet, 8159-OP, never got to see the beauty of the sun. They envied the children of Earth and all the other children who got to see the magnificent, fiery ball of light. There, they would only see the stars and the moon, as it was always night in the land of 8159-OP. Long ago, when the planet had forests, trees, and plants, it was a beautiful planet. It was beautiful until the people of 8159-OP had evolved and became more advanced. This evolution caused pollution, with effects worldwide. The scientists of the planet had not yet figured out a good way to use energy without creating pollution. All the pollution had caused the sun to block out, and the rotation of the planet stopped. They were stuck in a place where all they could see was the moon. Sometimes evolution is not so good.


The rubble had enveloped him. It rested on his head. He hesitated to lift it. He was worried that the debris would enter the space that kept him alive. He wanted to yell, but he was afraid that the sound would shake the garbage into the space that kept him alive. He wanted to move his hands and legs, but he was afraid that it would push away the junk that held up the space that kept him alive. After the earthquake, he was afraid of everything. He was too afraid to do anything that would save his life. He suddenly heard a shout and the sound of an ambulance followed. It was coming closer. If he signaled for help, they would find him dead. Yet he moved his hands, moved them in a quick movement, and found hope.