Tuesday, January 21, 2014

if a blogger writes in the forest

Will his words be read?

Ok, I don’t live in the forest but I been in a few and trees do fall all the time there.

good thing that tree didn't fall - you would hear me

I’ll assume those falling trees always make a sound. From the nice comments I often receive, I also know my words are read by some great people.

Don’t worry be happy, I’m not complaining at all. I’m enjoying playing with words on this blog. I thought before I jumped into sharing my odd bits of comments and replies, I needed an intro. A little salsa slid on the appetizer before you crunch into the taco. If I just made you hungry, join the crowd.

a bus through your bedroom wall always makes noise

comments/replies I’ve written here and there:

Actually when I first started blogging I felt like I had just stumbled into a dark room covered in lego pieces. I needed to turn on the light and start putting the pieces together.

"spatula is no longer mingling with the knives and forks" etc. - sounds like you have kinky kitchenware.

Thanks I'm working on my foreign languages like Spanish and Southern.

Yeah I got the institute and research labs both going. Often at the same time! Our hours are irregular and infrequent. We (myself and my imaginary staff) open when the mood strikes me. Please reference the institute anytime.

Brain fart comes to mind. I was reading this opinion piece on some site and I clicked on a suggested story about lawsuits over internet published reviews (could be future post) and I thought that person doesn't need a lawyer but a good voodoo witch/doctor.

Having no concept of time, at times can be useful. That does and doesn't make sense at the same time. Thanks for spending a bit of time here.

I think the music during your "formative" (not sure what form I took?) years creates lasting memories.


Gorilla Bananas said...

Any post which mentions both "trees" and "voodoo witch doctors" ought to have been written by me. The form you took is definitely humanoid, but I can't be more specific than that.

Joanne said...

Well, the memories are lasting. I remember willing the record to hurry to the end of side one of the gingerbread man because the next time I turned the record over maybe, just maybe the fox wouldn't eat him. Almost seventy years ago, and I can remember the stomach crunching anxiety to end this side of the old record...

lisleman said...

Humanoid - that's good you don't need to be too specific.

lisleman said...

Hmm what a tasty comment and big eyes you have. Excuse the noise I need to push the witch in the oven. Fee-fi-fo-fum I smell the end of this comment.

longhollow said...

Now I want to go back and read old comments!

lisleman said...

Most of these were from replies on this blog. I guess I could have left links to the various posts. Of course, you might mean read your own comments/replies. I have found the comment section better than the post sometimes. I enjoy your replies and while I know it adds more time to the blogging task I don't understand why some blogger seldom reply back. thanks

Secret Agent Woman said...

For Southerners, Northern is the foreign language.

lisleman said...

very good point. thanks

Cheryl P. said...

I agree that sometimes the comments are better than the post..and sometimes not better but certainly add to the entertainment value of a post. I have gotten so many great comments, I wouldn't know where to begin at picking out just a few.

BTW if a bus drove into my bedroom the real noise would be me screaming obscenities.

lisleman said...

Bus accident - the lucky ones had time to scream. I need to search back through my posts for the post I did on this accident. It was over a year ago I recall. Surprisingly I think only some furniture (and the outside wall) got rearranged and no one was hurt.

Unknown Mami (the blogger not the wrestling star) used to do a regular post of comments she had made. I need to credit her with the comment post idea.

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