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Pouring My Art Out 
I know, I’m always the one in bed!
lucky you
This is so true, but I never realised it before. 🙂
well, I do sort of specialize in looking at things in ways that nobody else bothers to.
Interesting….. especially Dan…. I have a lightswitch in the headboard of my bed. And I sleep alone, if the cat doesn’t feel like gracing me with her presense, (sometimes she feels the need to sleep with one of the kids.) Plus I sleep with the TV on, so IDK what that says about me….
It says many things…
HA! Yes I guess it does. It says I sleep alone with my TV on and I have a light switch in the headboard of my bed, and that I have at least one cat and more than one kid.
not everyone goes to the trouble of taking themselves so literally…
clearly, I am not everyone, in fact there are times I am not sure I am anyone let alone someone. And that I am smart enough to have a light switch in my headboard.
I need a light switch in my head.
You are overlooking the logistical aspect of this issue. If you are closer to the switch, you own the switch. And there’s the scheduling aspect, too. If you are a poor planner and dilly-dally in the bathroom an your partner has dozed off and thoughtfully left the light on for your disorganized butt, then the least you can do is turn off the light. But a nice compromise is installing a clapper. Then you can both just high five yourself into darkness.
Obviously there are exceptions to this rule… just as obviously, I took them into account and took the shortest method possible with which to sum up an amusing notion without burdening my readers with extraneous extrapolations.
True dat!! Ehhh, I’m always the warm one. 🙂
I’m sure you are…
Hahahahaha. Has a truer word ever been spoken? I think not!
well, not by me at any rate.
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Slapper to salpper. I hate it when a typo takes teh punch uot of a joke. Go into WP comments and fix that will you. HA Look who I’m asking to do a techy job.
I don’t even fix my own mistakes… and you made another one in this comment too… so…
The last round of mistakes was intentional, A joke. And ther wer 3 not wun. Sheesh. Where is Trent when you need him to arbitrate these matters?
That is the question… where Trent be… or not to be…
Yeah? and so?
so nothing
That’s what I thought you’d say.
It should scare you that you know me so well…
Since it works off of sound, I wonder if you could adapt the Clapper to a Slapper to turn off that light. That may put the relationship in a whole new light. *Clapper/Salpper; “whole new light”* I kill me.
HA…
HAHAHAHAHA! You invent a Clapper/Slap-her and advertise it as a “whole new light” and you probably better kill yourself fast! Before someone beats you to it! 😉
All my get rich quick ideas end up getting stolen.
Well then you’ll be the one getting killed, not me I hope.
uh… maybe
How age regressed do you allow yourself to be? If I say, “Wait. I’m sorry, that’s orange hi-tops,” does that mean anything?
If not, check your email.
And the follow up question: if 30 is the new 20, does that mean 20 is the new 10? How far do we want to carry this theory?
Actually, I was only interested in assessing your familiarity with Tiny Toons. I would just be happy to carry it as far as 60 being the new 30.
I was not a huge fan of tiny toons, although I did like Pinky and the Brain… because I also am trying to take over the world.
One-upped me with the Slap-her. Kudos. Glad you could see the humor in it. If you have been to my blog you know I’m no misogynist, just quick witted. I enjoy your comments and the barbs at Art. You should author a blog. You have a unique voice. It took me two years to do it, but I’m glad I did.
sure… who doesn’t like it when people mess with me?… sigh…
Oh my goodness! Thank you! You make me blush! I don’t know about my voice being unique but I do impress myself on occasion. I should tell everyone that I finally sent a piece to Trent. Do we all remember Trent mentioning a guest post to me EVERY SINGLE TIME HE SAW ME on this or anyother blog we both happen to visit?? Perhaps you should all start pestering him to post that! HA! (I told him he didn’t have to if he didn’t like it.)
You finally did it? Awesomesauce
oh and that’s because that is how I interperted “salpper” hahahahaha! No, I saw the humor in it. I am not sure if I have stalked–I mean visited your site yet, but I sure will!
I know. When I read it I thought “Now why didn’t I think of that?” Speaking of stalking, when you go to my blog, look at the URL. If you scan it quick, it looks like “…stalkedmeintothis.wordpress.com. My sense of humor is there in bits and pieces sprinkled about, but I don’t do humor. I am giving it a thought though. I don’t want to change the focus, just lighten things up. CLAP CLAP
HA! I really expected “Salp Salp”! hahahaha! And I just took a quick peek and didn’t notice that, but I am not exactly a blog perfectionist, but I do tend to notice things that most people don’t for some reason.
Passed on Slap Slap. Didn’t feel comfortable. There are those on Art’s site that find me beyond their comfort zone as is. Don’t want to stir that pot again.
now I feel like a school marm…
really? How’d I miss that?? I got into it with some irreverantlittlesob on the chat room post known as “comment here”. I was very happy that Art and Trent recognised that I was only defending Art and what I knew his policy to be and ok, maybe I had a couple beers and let the little twerp get under my skin a little bit and went off kinda a little maybe… and maybe that is why I used ‘salp salp’ although I don’t think too many people read what I say here anyway, there’s a few and of course Art I was really nervous when I mentioned hang on…”the puppies are boiling over” on something. I disclaimered it acouple comments later even though it was only Art and I that were talking about it.
I am not a comment nazi!
But she lets me slide…
Try not to give anybody the clap while you are here… we have standards.
yay, you invented a handy household gadget that almost requires domestic violence to use…
WP has this odd clock thing going on. Your comment is time stamped 3:29PM 6/25. That would put you possibly in Greenland or Ghana.
I might be in either one of those places… I mean, I’m not… but I might be…
Yeah, you could be I suppose. Or not. Maybe. I guess. You know?
Oh, I know, alright.
If you insist.
I thought you were insisting.
No, you were the one who was incredulously incessantly intently insisting, interestingly.
I insist that I never insist about anything.
Okay. Again. Start a blog.
we keep telling her that
Yeah, but she probably doesn’t listen to Trent. He’ll just babble on about any old thing.
That is one of his responsibilities here… head minion in charge of babbling on about things I have no time for or interest in.
You chose wisely. He does it well…when he does do it. Trips so lightly off the teeth. Does do, does do, does do, does it not?.
yes, it does do that
hahaha! you are funny. I get stuck on stuff like that too! I also sometimes string a lot of bad words together as one, but not here poopydarnnitsonofagun! cause Art doesn’t want bad words here so I restrain myself.
This is a place of learning and contemplation, of healing and clean thoughts.
do you realize how “guest post” was haunting me from him?? honestly. it was everywhere I turned! I bet he got his mom to give in a lot when he was a little boy! like a dog with a bone.
So give in. Throw us all a bone by starting your blog. Let me know if you need any help. You won’t have it perfect to begin with. Part of the fun is tweaking as you learn. Yeah, and twerking too.Look at all the stuff Art has added over the last year a little at a time. Come up with a good address though, because you will be stuck with it. Mine is long and clumsy and I used it because Frankly Speaking was already taken as an address and an email address. Though it is long and clunky, I knew certain people would appreciate it as an inside joke.
The people have spoken
Why would I start up something that I will have to maintain when I can just visit other peoples playgrounds?? Did you see that I have planted the seed that perhaps I do have a blog under an assumed name and I just don’t tell anyone??
because that would make sense
that’s how he got his wife to marry him… and ended up as head minion…
oh my god I believe it! He has the ‘gift’.
or a curse
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I have Aussa Loren wondering if I don’t indeed already have a blog! I even made her “stop pretending to listen to her coworker”.
Tell her, “Yes, but it’s password protected.” She’ll pester you to death for the password.
HAHA!! I was gonna claim a really good famous one, but then I worried about being sued. You know the Bloggess replied to one of my comments once. I was so proud of myself! OHMYGODSHETALKEDTOMEMEMEMEMESHETALKEDTOME!! (see? nice example of my ability to make total thoughts one word.)
“She really does like you,” ala Sally Fields?.
which brings us back to my ‘flying nun’ kite idea…
yep! that’s it exactly! or at least she read a comment I made and talked to me. It doesn’t appear she has the time to reply to much, I am sure she is busy, I can’t wait for her next book to come out. (see? doesn’t it seem like I could possibly be her?) hahahaha but I am not, even though she doesn’t seem like someone that would sue me for a simple good natured joke, let me just say that I am not now nor have I ever been known or used the assumed identity of Jenny Lawson aka The Bloggess. (I just love her.)
I might actually be her… just sayin’…
spaces are one of the best inventions when it came to written language…
I think the flying nun kite is a great idea, and just think of all us old folks who know what you are speaking of will look out flying our kites!
It is a niche market… like my idea of making pinatas in the shape of Rodney King or baby harp seals…
ooohhh
I am now calling you the insisting instigator
You have a ghost blog
ooOOOOooooOOOOooooooOOOOOOoooo!!! Now no one really knows do they?
not even you… ha!
oh no. no no no I know. no no no no no no nononono nobody can do the shake like I do nobody can do the… oh sorry, didn’t mean to plant that song in your head. I really just started out playing with no and know….
no mean know…