tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post2589963070921627785..comments2023-10-15T08:43:40.296-04:00Comments on zamphir panflutemaster: reality checkcrsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05938033455038715980noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-46289300056873750362006-11-18T10:08:00.000-05:002006-11-18T10:08:00.000-05:00Oh My Gosh! A visit from the famous ("fine ass" is...Oh My Gosh! A visit from the famous ("fine ass" is it?) Viking! I feel like I should have cleaned up or baked something! I have to confess folks, I become completely paralyzed in the moment with both of them. Like a deer in headlights. But on the plus side Gill and I have developed a nice little game of making the noise at each other when the other one is annoying.crsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05938033455038715980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-25734860452508450782006-11-16T22:49:00.000-05:002006-11-16T22:49:00.000-05:00NOCTURNIP ! Ahhhh ha, ha, ha !!!! That's hysteri...NOCTURNIP ! Ahhhh ha, ha, ha !!!! That's hysterical! I love it. Try staring at her ear while you talk to her. Freaks them out everytime.<br /><br />The Viking (Pippajo's love slave)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-91437100160848996502006-11-16T21:28:00.000-05:002006-11-16T21:28:00.000-05:00You guys have the best (although somewhat horrifyi...You guys have the best (although somewhat horrifying) ideas! Jesse, it would almost be worth it to see that play out for real. But he is actually just becoming very obsessive compulsive.crsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05938033455038715980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-34694510145581265092006-11-15T23:36:00.000-05:002006-11-15T23:36:00.000-05:00OR, you could adopt the horrifying verbal tic (whi...OR, you could adopt the horrifying verbal tic (which made Little O demand to know what was so funny) the next time you talk to HER. Do they cross paths? Would she know what it was? <br />I have a friend whose boyfriend swears he can make cops look away by picking his nose in front of them. Why this is a life skill he needs, I don't know, but it's always a last resort.Jennfactor 10https://www.blogger.com/profile/10945088220058417541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-82827870924433523732006-11-15T23:22:00.000-05:002006-11-15T23:22:00.000-05:00I am laughing about at the idea of a 4 year old ne...I am laughing about at the idea of a 4 year old needing to shower after a significant bowel movement. I can only assume when he exits the bathroom it is as if a poo-bomb went off and the poor lad is covered head to town to the brown stuff. Probably dusting his hands off like a coal miner who just emerged from exploding a tunnel somewhere in a mine, with a congratulatory look of a job well done and an intense desire to sit in a comfy chair and drink an ice cold brewsky.<br /><br /><br />**Oh yeah, I don't think normal, or sane interactions, are common anywhere. But I may be incapable of having one, so this might color my perspective, as I, inevitably make interactions awkward. I stive for it. I live for it.Jessehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05280282512166968149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-45531465458241258122006-11-15T20:04:00.000-05:002006-11-15T20:04:00.000-05:00Thank you for this WONDERFULLY ENJOYABLE and seemi...Thank you for this WONDERFULLY ENJOYABLE and seemingly sane post. <br /><br />OK, am I allowed to give you "a mission?"<br /><br />If so, I would like you to engage her in conversation tomorrow and once she's LOCKED eyes with you, start tweaking your nipples. Ha! No, I'm kidding (simply hilarious to picture though). No, really though - do a GIGANTIC FANTASTIC YAWWWWWWWWWN and see if the psycho bitch yawns with you. If she doesn't (clear proof of an axe murderer), I'd buy mace and a bulletproof vest, clearly she's out to get you.<br /><br />Now, onto more healthy advice. Her counter part, the CLOSE TALKER with the foul decaying breath. Hmmm...This could be a conspiracy, he nauseates you causing a dizzying effect and she clubs you from behind...Evasive action is necessary. I think honesty is key here. Next time he's using his vomit breath on you, just ask him if he's aware that his mouth smells like a dog has shit on a dead animal carcass that's been rotting in the sun all day put into a Tupperware container under the sink over night then fashionable "burped" in your direction.<br /><br />He might take notice then. If it works, then let me know, I have someone at work who's breath smells like something DIED inside her too.nancyclehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05570273482155692792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-85957815861601065002006-11-14T10:38:00.000-05:002006-11-14T10:38:00.000-05:00Oh my god--Pippajo is *totally* right. You need to...Oh my god--Pippajo is *totally* right. You need to wink at her. <br /><br />And I'm sorry for enjoying your pain and discomfort (as always, but you make it so entertaining!), but I'm *still* laughing about the verbal tic, and I expect to continue laughing about it for a while. But I'm laughing in that hands-over-my-face, horribly awkward way--you know, like laughing at "The Office". Yeah. Like that. <br /><br />And I freaking love you. :)luckybuzzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01400519248721258333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-51006076003344815722006-11-14T08:58:00.000-05:002006-11-14T08:58:00.000-05:00Maybe she just finds you fascinating. Or you remi...Maybe she just finds you fascinating. Or you remind her of someone. Or she's imagining eating your brain.<br /><br />As far as reassuring you that there are those having peaceful, stimulating or at least sane interactions with people, I am no help to you there. Yesterday, My Boy walked into the room with a pencil to inform me that he had a great need to throw it at his sister. He was dead serious and I actually found myself saying, "I don't care what she did, there is never a good reason to throw a pencil at her." I was a bit stymied as to why he came in to tell me before he did it, though.<br /><br />See? Not pleasant, not stimulating, not even sane. Even my interaction with myself is none of those things.<br /><br />Maybe next time that woman is staring at you, you should wink at her ever so slightly but then act like you didn't.Pippajohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07651166001450622296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-50541203310742027412006-11-14T08:41:00.000-05:002006-11-14T08:41:00.000-05:00Hmm random shaming reader? actually I thought mayb...Hmm random shaming reader? actually I thought maybe the conversation needed to be about sex, and then it would be funny and we'd find out the chick receptionist actually is in love with you. <br />Hello bright side!Ashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18279863835026068855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30608643.post-19285430009812251332006-11-13T23:42:00.000-05:002006-11-13T23:42:00.000-05:00I am always paranoid when people look at me too lo...I am always paranoid when people look at me too long. I hate that feeling.<br /><br />And bad breath. Oh my God, I have an extremely sensitive nose (I'm the one saying "who's smoking?" when someone lights up across the restaurant). So bad breath is very hard for me to deal with. There is a lovely lady in choir whose breath is not good, but when she was getting a sore throat last week, it was horrendous. And I had to sit next to her both at rehearsal and during church. It was awful, every so often I'd get a waft. ugh. And now I'm starting to think that's why I have been dealing with this sore throat since last Thursday.Canadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16796690909739634912noreply@blogger.com