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Marathon Of Weird: Day 5
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Even weirder than the squinkie pinkie toe with the broken nail, even weirder than the complete compulsion to share the details of the lives of relatives to people who have never met them and weirder than the inability to buy anything more than the least expensive of anything... ever... there is one weirdest thing I inherited from my mother.
If I stop talking, just like my mother, my heart will stop. As a result, I talk, pretty well constantly. All the time. What I mean is.... always. There are plenty of times when it would be better to keep my mouth closed and enjoy the moment. Do I? Nope. too much to say, not enough time to say it.
Perhaps I'm just dim enough to not be able to pay attention to what others have to say but I just can't manage to realize that someone else may have something else to say.
Good idea? Tough. I'm talking.
Want to enjoy a quiet moment to think? Sorry. If I don't tell you what I think how can you possibly know what you should think?
If you don't always know what I'm talking about or why I'm talking, don't worry. It's very likely I'm having a conversation of my own. I don't need your input anyway. I have everything all taken care of. I'm doing all the talking and all the listening.
Of course, if my mother is around, it's a little like a pack of hyenas. Hyenas carrying on two separate conversations.
I'm sorry... were you saying something?
I guess I'll let Sarah Bellum say something. In fact, she is today's tag. I'm not assigning a topic, just a post title. "It takes one to know one"
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Stop Talking
I am kidding, you are like my favorite morning coffee and Newspaper stand. I think your 4 bright, witty, talkative daughters inherited it from you.
Ok, I am now queasy with kindness.
Dude, do we have the same
Dude, do we have the same mom?
Do I hear banjos?
That would make my crush on you awkward.
My wife will assure you I am the same way
For me, part of it is that I have such a short attention span and such a poor short-term memory that I always want to say everything right away, explore it fully, before I lose it. I have spent many hours mourning the loss of a wonderful thought I was sure I had moments earlier.
Oh, and...
I should add that sometimes this involves, well, jumping over less-urgent things that other people around me might be saying. My wife loves this about me.
conversation dominatrix
I would *love* to put you and my conversation dominatrix wife in the same room and let you go at it.
It sounds like maybe you have at least the capacity to listen while you are speaking, so I would be cheering for your victory. :)
Hmm...
She looks pretty good, actually, as far as appearances go. But once you learned that you can't touch the hoo hoo, nor give (or receive) oral pleasure, and take a sip or two from her personality cup, you'd probably experience scared turtle mode.
When I was younger, I used to think such a thing wasn't possible (to be turned off so much emotionally that whatever physical attraction may be there would completely flee), but I've come to learn that it is possible and certainly does happen (and has happened, many times) to me.
See, ladies, we're not as shallow as you think! ;)
Spam, anyone?
Maybe now would be a good time for a Viagra spammer to come along and tag this thread.
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I'm sorry...Did you say something?
Interesting. In a houseful of girls, this "weird" thing about you could be a problem once the girls all reach their chatty stage. I wonder what trips in the car are like for you guys.