I found another source for daily prompts, even if second-hand.

Wet my whistle. Drink some good beer to wet the lips and calm the throat. Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. My mug says so even if Ben Franklin never did, though he likely would have agreed, worldly rake that he was. Actually, it is Jesus who is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy, but that's a subject for another time, as is beer.

Whistle. It's one of the simples ways to make music. Does anyone ever whistle a dirge or lament? People whistle when they are happy and at peace, even if all the world is spinning madly around them.

At least, that's when I whistle.

I don't whistle enough.