Where is Danny Kaye?
I'm starting to think that I might be over my head with this blog thing. There are a lot more people coming here and than I expected and each and every one of you have such different thoughts. It will take an herculean effort to not only write this thing, but also respond to your comments and visit your pages. I take my hat off to you who can do this day after day.
Sitting here with a glass of Talisker, a surprising find in the house of a man who drinks wine from a box. Do you know what I mean? The wine is packaged in plastic bags with a spigot attached and it looks like a colostomy bag. Not very enticing, which is why I ferreted around and found the bottle of aqua vitae.
It is quite possible that many of you already know of James Thurber and his most famous of stories The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. If you are unfamiliar than a quick Google search will enlighten you. My initial impression of this Blog business is very similar to the way that Mr. Mitty would drift in and out of reality on a whim. His fantasies fueled by whatever circumstances he happened to encounter.
Being here can be likened to the fantastical vagaries that only occur in Hollywood. This place is like a Robert Altman film, so many characters all interacting on many levels and often not realizing what others are doing. The theatrical irony is stupefying and all together enjoyable if only for a short time.
STOMP,
Punny Yumpkin.
18 comments:
As long as it only looks like a colostomy bag, drink away!
So, when an old man drinks wine from a box it goes from one bag into another? Ironic.
Pummy Yumkin, You ARE adorable!
I think you should just get another box of wine and stop worrying. You're doing a fine job!
The Grunt: No thank you, sir. The whisky is much better.STOMP
Kanrei: I always believed that an old bag was a woman. Do you know what your name means in Japanese?STOMP
Little Lamb: You are quite wooley.STOMP
Serena Joy: I am not worried,just flabbergasted. STOMP
He didn't hide his Talisker too well, did he? I wonder if there's any Ardbeg around there?
I keep mine behind the computer, so check there.
And wine in a plastic bag is just wrong. Wine that doesn't start with a popping cork will never taste right. Bag-wine is what you give to visitors you want to leave soon. That, and the supermarket whisky in the decanters.
Maybe you and scary can be partners in this blog, or better yet you can have your own.
Or are you really scary trying out a new person? C'mon lets have it. Tell the truth.
Relax. You don't need to respond to everybody's comments. Only mine.
And in all honesty, you don't need to go to everyone's blog either. Glad that's all cleared up. Whew. I love Robert Altman and James THurber. Finally someone speaking my language. Do you like Johnny Cash?
I know what you mean. I've been blog slacking in the most shameful way lately, because I'm just having a really hard time keeping up. I cut my own blog back to three days a week, but with the two author group blogs I'm back up to five. Plus visiting everyone else, on blogger and livejournal, plus replying to comments, plus writing books. And oh yeah, having kids and a husband.
Gets to be too much sometimes.
WTF? I come here looking for Scary, only to find he's been replaced with an intellectual? Geez.
I don't have any thoughts. Who told you I had thoughts? It's a lie, I tell you.
Hello everybody. I am not certain what I did wrong, but this comment window did not fulfil my request. I have just lost about twenty minutes of answers to your comments. I don't know if this is a common occurance, but I want you all to know that I read and replied to each and every single one of your opinions and statements. I apologise that I cannot once more craft a personal reply. Thank you for visiting. STOMP.
So that's what he got you to do. Just wait until he get's back from Osaka. I'm gonna STOMP his ass!
How's the cat?
Do you know what your name means in Japanese?
Shogun's Deputy I believe. I take care of the place while the master's away =D
Punny Y;
Blogging is mostly slogging, truthfully.
You are doing fabulously, however. Bravo.
Oh: "And the flagon with the dragon holds the brew that is true." [from my favourite Danny Kaye movie.]
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