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Dear Flagg:

I've read your profile.

I promise to be good.

Please don't suck my blood.

Or anything that has my blood in it.

Now, all I need to do is find someone who can tell me what you mean when you state your interests are:



I wonder if anybody out there could possibly know that. Hmmm. . . Maybe I could call information. Nah! They're worthless since the AT&T breakup. Ahhh . . . A letter to the Times. That might do it. Of course, their turn around is a wee bit slow. Hmmm . . .

You're not shipping a box of earth plus to NoAM in the next fortnight, are you Flagg?

Just asking!

Feel free to fly in anytime you want. You might like where I'm staying: below ground, no mirrors. Of course, I'd feed you, but I am on a special diet. Yup! 1 quart of raw garlic twice a day.

Well, now that I've gotten nowhere and have completely exhausted all the preliminary requirements of any scientific inquiry (i.e. the jumping to conclusions part), I guess I'm getting desperate. So, I'm left with no alternatives but to use the least likely means of figuring this out: a direct question> (I hate having to stoop to that.)

So, Flagg, exactly what do you mean by that statement about your interests?

Huh?

Last edited by Godwit on 27 Aug 2007, 6:25 am, edited 1 time in total.

Thanks, Postperson!

I hope this isn't too personal, but is that like the opposite of Preperson?

Just wondering.

I'm not even sure I know what Preperson means anyway.

Hmmm . . .

Except maybe that glint in two lovers' eyes.

That might be it.

Ahhh . . .

But that still leaves me clueless about Postperson.

Per usual.

Jiminy Crickets!

It couldn't have anything to do with mail, could it?

Hey!

Congratulations!

Your profile is even more useless than mine.

Love the pants story, though.

And yet another Ozzie I've encountered here.

I think I'm already up to two.

Sorry.

Just being my typical boofhead.

1.) Thanks! Plenty of hot air is on the way.



2.) Thanks for the offer to help me. I'm old, disabled and the English are out to get me too. But, you never can tell. Maybe I could help you too. I have really good language interpretation skills. And any time you want to make use of them, just drop me a line.



3.) Well, the shore is always in it's place. It's just that it's place is always moving: up and down, back and forth, in and out. But, I suppose you know that all too well. I just hope you didn't lose anyone or anything you love. And that you're secure and comfortable now. And that you have an exit strategy and a support group to help you, just in case. And that you've done a trial run, to make sure it works.



4.) Three dittos.



5.) It's a very short and simple list: Anything that comes to mind and pops out of my mouth or through my fingertips. Of course, I should qualify that by stating that if I actually think about it before it escapes out from me, then it's probably a lot worse.

So, please care for yourself, Inventor.

And write to me.

I could use some inspiration and laughter.

Of course, if you're really good, you'll probably make me cry.

I'll let you know.

Welcome Godwit,

Please understand the Cafe thing. Most of us thought you were a beloved WP member playing a little double posting trick on us. As your own personality dynamic is showing us that both you and those suspected would not have the energy to post as one persona and as the other persona, it is becoming more clear that you are your own person, however, you meshed so perfectly into our midst, it was difficult to tell.

of course, in the conceit of our understanding, that is a huge compliment, Alan!

which is to say, you fit in quite well here. And in our lives, those 6 words are rare indeed!

Merle

I am so glad you found us!

OK.

This is getting really bad now.

This is far worse than doing bunnies.

I really don't do compliments at all.

Ever.

So, the only thin thread of hope I can hold onto is that within a few moments, hours or days, when you finally realize exactly who you're dealing with, you'll come to your senses and TAKE THAT BACK.

My God, woman! Do you realize the trouble you're causing?

You're rending apart my known universe, here.

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

Oh no!

It's even worse than I could ever have imagined.

I'm speachless!

Welcome to WrongPlanet!

Sid

Welcome to WP, Godwit. I enjoy your banter. I had a good chuckle. (It made me think of Werbert. Where is he anyway?)

Dear blessedmom-

Thanks for the greeting!

I've read your profile and blog entries.

Canadian, eh?

* * * * *

Elaine Harper: But, Mortimer - Niagara Falls.

Mortimer Brewster: It does? Well, let it.

* * * * *

I don't know why that movie quote wanted to pop out there, but it did.

And I just . . .

Well, let it.

Hey!

Isn't inexplicable symmetry wonderful?

OK

So, as I was in the middle of explaining to you about your greeting . . .

I really don't think "found" is the correct word regarding my presence.

That sort of implies searching with a purpose.

As opposed to stumbling upon by freak accident.

Yes.

That's about as generous as I can be with myself at the moment.

Like I could really just stumble right on back out of here any second, you know.

(Lordy! Those prepositions are getting way out of hand!)

I mean, everything is so tentative and gossamery in my life right now, I . . .

Oh, wow!

Gossamery tentativeness!

I swear, the things this keyboard comes up with.

OK, just babbling now.

Better sign off and reboot my head.


PS

Isn't there some kind of international law on the maximum number of embedded quotes in any post? I mean you have to read this thing from the inside out to make heads or tails of it, and that's just way past befuddling. But at least it's not at the elmerfuddling stage yet. Just barely.

Dear MeshGearFox:

Thanks for the greeting. I've read your profile and your TS Eliot quote.

However, as to you enjoying my banter. . .

What are you talking about?

I've been sitting here, slaving away, pouring my heart out all night long for you! My fingers are raw and achy. I really, really need to go to the bathroom. I'm hungry. My throat's parched from repeatedly reciting every free-form sonnet to make sure I have the meter, tone and symbolism just right before I post. I smell bad. And I'm pooped.

And what do you give me in return?

A good chuckle?

That's it?!

YAY!! !!

1 down, 12,985 to go.

Whew!

Dear Sid:

Thanks for the greeting. I have read your profile and started looking through your blog.

Although I've never collected buses, I have spent many enjoyable and uncomfortable hours on buses, including a cross-country back in the 60's.

Gosh!

That was a weird and wonderful adventure.

I Arrived and departed all sorts of places at all hours of the day and night.

And all the other passengers looked at me like I was some kind of nut.

Oh. . . how little they understood.


Alan

Serendipitous!!

Yup.

Please don't feel you have to respond to me every time I put my 2 cents in. I'm not as brilliant as the others. That was the shortest post I've seen from you yet.

To Whom it May Concern:

I am looking for interaction, information, inspiration, humor, advice, and feedback.

I don't need brilliance.

I will take simple, caring human contact any day over brilliant indifference.

Witty repartee and naughty banter can be lot of fun.

But knowing that I am cared about, cared for, is far more important.

I can't buy that anywhere.

It has to be given.

Sorry, I think I put your thread to sleep.