Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
Quick Post. Two Items.
One of my first friends on the Facebook, and still a most appreciated person (and full time clark), Kristi does this Finish the Sentence Friday bloghop every…. well, Friday of course! Anyway, FTSF was my first bloghop and was where I met most of the ‘people’ I value here, in the ‘sphere.
Simple premise: sentence fragment, complete and post. This week’s Sentence (to be finished) apparently is:
If I were a crayon…
I’d most likely end up being the ‘flesh colored’ one. You know, every 5 year old’s first introduction to life’s disappointments. You tried to create a flesh tone with the oranges and the whites, but they never mixed together consistently enough to be more than ‘pumpkins with vitiligo’s disease’. Then, after saving your allowance for weeks and weeks, the day came when you had enough to buy the Crayola 72 Crayon Set (‘with built-in sharpener!’). Sitting on the floor, in front of your open closet door, (“You have a perfectly good desk, why do you have to sit on the floor?”), you flipped back the cooler-than-it-should-be, square angled top and found what you’d dreamt of… the ‘Flesh Colored’ crayon.
And you took the crayon, new, with a perfect ‘squared-off round point’ and finding a picture with people in it in your coloring book, you colored. And… it smeared and picked up surrounding colors, (and you even went to the trouble of leaving a margin, the best you could).And so, you went back to coloring the people, (and the dogs and cats and trucks), whatever color you wanted to and set aside the dream of producing a coloring book that would make your parents look at you with surprise-which-turns-happiness-tinged-with-a-little-fear-that-they-didn’t-recognise-your-coloring-talent-and-what-else-might-they-not-understand-and-appreciate-about-you-now?
Hey! thanks Kristi this was fun!
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vidchat: precisely at something-o’clock tonight! ha ha. Lets make that 7:00 pm EST (just to be sure and to coordinate time zones, look at your watch or the wall clock… in it precisely ….6:21 am!) Good.
So how it works is, I’ll post the link to the clark scottroger page and the Wakefield Doctrine page (just to be on the safe side) and that link should get you to the chat. If this is your first vichat, don’t be alarmed if the audio is out, for reasons unknown, this is not uncommon. Dress nicely, at least from the waist up… (after all, this is the 21st Century). There are no secret passwords, protocols or standards of proper behavior. Come and go as you please. In fact, we are used to abrupt departures, this being subject to: bandwidth, internet connection speed, child needs to go to bed, spouses reluctantly acknowledging the technology, if not the sociology, and generalized confusion. It’s fun. It’s interesting. It’s George and Jane Jetson present, the Dick van Dyke Show* (Lizzi, my vspouse, is, of course, Laura and, during most of these vidchats, provides much the same saving grace as did Mary Tyler Moore)
See you there tonight.
Yes, yes you can invite other people. I mean, we were all brought up on movies that revolve around the plot device of, ‘parents away, party out of control.’ So bring a friend. Lets see what google hangouts is capable of.
*damn! how sad, neither of those cultural references would mean anything to 84% of you Readers, were it not for Nickelodeon or google. And, I would submit, even with the information available, the socio-psycho-sexual implications would be nonexistent, as it must be for any cultural references. Ah well. (for the record, it was a very cool era)
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FRIST you are/it is!
Ha! I don’t think you’d be flesh coloured at all, but one of those weird dark blues which looks black until you pick it up (by accident, intending for black) and begin colouring…discovering what looks like the furthest reaches of night sky or the depths of the ocean, all melded together with every hue in between the heavens and the depths most definitely manifest and quite wonderful…but still not the black you thought it was, so still surprising ;)
so, that amoeba-shaped mass of waxy stuff on the back window of the car, that you left your crayons there when you went for the day at the beach, is that what you’re saying I am like?
lol
No, because the amoeba wax is regret-filled and disappointing. You are neither of those.
thank you for that positive thought
Hey, could you also post it in Facebook messenger so I can access it from my phone? I’ll try to be there, but you know, nurse I’m not, but I might have to be.
absolutely
Hey! anyone out there needs the linkation sent directly, let me know… be glad to do that (provided we’re friends in the Eye of the Facebook)… and seriously, who would not want to be a ‘Friend of the Doctrine’?
lol
So like…of COURSE you would choose flesh-colored. Because you’re a clark. And not just any clark. THE Clark. So you can choose whatever wacky color you want. ;)
Though I’m with Lizzi – I would have pegged you for midnight blue or maybe like…cadet blue. lol
And let’s see…Denise hasn’t commented yet, but I’m “seeing”….magenta. Hehe.
And me? I could do red-violet (not violet-red) or purple. I straddle the two colors. Hehe.
Cyndi! I did love the magenta! How astute you be :D (no, I’m not surprised!)
I was also partial to the emerald green.
lol
Flesh colored!?!? Really? I’d have chosen burgundy but why? Dunno. And love the “why sit on the floor you have a perfectly good desk” and the whole thought process of waiting for your parents to recognize your genius. Awesome. Truly.
tell me you didn’t enjoy sitting in the closet… the clothes on the hangers creating an instant fort!
I love this prompt. I have wanted to join in on this one for a while, but sounds like the perfect one to start with.
And yes please. A direct link on FB Messenger works best for me. This time I will do you the courtesy of actually showing up. Promise.
:-)
Kerry glad you joined us, the vidchat is fun… the discussion do cover the waterfront, it’s a nice (virtual) place to be for a short time
I agree with the consensus here and wouldn’t have pegged you for flesh color at all, maybe either a deep shade of red or blue, because to me you and your thinking have always been quite deep and very thoughtful. But again just my thought, but still intrigued how you answered this one still :)
Hey! Janine! long time no vidi! *way behind on the comment, the FTSF is still one of my favorite ‘hops
Cool it was and the the “socio-psycho-sexual implications” are not lost on this member of the other 16% LOL
Great post! I remember those big boxes. I had my favorite colors and often felt sad for the crayons that did not get used that much. Oh, what happened to all the color they held, not expressed :D
lol
Why did we never use that sharpener, though? I always sharpened mine (flesh, orange, blue … all of them) in my school sharpener, ruining it for pencils.
you mean the one attached to the window sill in the back of the class, with the crank handle? lol
I can’t say I ever thought about BEING the flesh-colored crayon, but it was definitely a good crayon to have, yes. You’ve described it’s life perfectly – picking up bits from surrounding colors and all. Absolutely! I tried the sharpener once or twice, then abandoned all hope after realizing the shavings went into the bottom of the crayon box. That was just a nasty mess. So, like Kelly, I went for the school pencil sharpener – the little square portable kind – and ruined it for pencils.
plus the sharpener on the box…well it never even came close to creating the shape of the point of a new crayon