Warm Advice To Break The Ice by jim vecchio First Line Flash writing prompt entry |
In my younger and more vulnerable years, my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since. And when I say, turning over I mean my brain is flipping like a flapjack in a sizzling skillet. Before I forget, he said, “If you can’t blind them with brilliance, baffle them with nonsense.” Truer words were never spoken. Had they been spoken, the speaker wouldn’t stand much of a chance, would he? So, dad’s words followed me into the field of romance. I asked Bolognia Sylvetti to a romantic lunch. “Can we go to a restaurant that serves breakfast at any time?” she asked, inquisitively. “Sure, my little magpie,” I responded. “How about the Dark Ages?” Then, there was Tulip Haggerty. I held her in my arms, whispered sweet nothings into her ears, and spouted free poetry. She shrugged her shoulders and said, “You never stop talking! I love the sound of your sweet voice, but you never say anything I want to hear!” It was then that I realized the less words spoken, the louder it gets. Also, whispers are much too loud for most women to take. I had learned my lesson when I went out with Twinkie Sobletzky. That was when I learned to talk about nothing. It’s the only thing I know everything about. When I struck out with Twinkie, I re-thought my father’s advice. If my voice could speak, it would speak my disagreement. But, I just wasn’t in the mood. If I had a list of people I didn’t want to see when I was in a mood to see anyone, he would be at the top of the list.
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