Moustachu
I know that it has been a long time since my last post and I agree that there may be no reason to return to it. But, what the hell, I am going to do it anyways. This time, I have made a pledge, nay, a deep heartfelt promise, to post at least once a week. Why, you may ask? You'll have to just accept the very parental answer of “because I said so”.
“Okay, why five months between posts?”
“I am a bit lazy at times.”
“Not good enough. I need a better reason in order for me to continue to read.”
“Do you want the short answer or the long answer?”
“Well, considering how long winded and loping your answers can be, I will challenge you to a short answer.”
“I'm not sure if I am up for the challenge that you pose, but, I will accept your little test of my abilities of brevity. Before I begin, though, I will have to let you know, up front, that the answers that I will give for my lack of output will certainly need some more explanation that I will, undoubtedly, have to include in some other posts (later on, of course) or in extensive footnotes at the end of this...”
“Enough, already! Just give it to me short and sweet. Ha ha! I bet you get that all the time, eh?”
“Yeah, funny. Here goes my reasons: summer, working overnights, the ex and mental exhaustion. Put that in your pipe and smoke it!”
“Anything to add?”
“You are trying to bait me, aren't you? Well, this fish ain't biting. Those are my reasons. Take them or leave them.”
“Fair enough. You win.”
“What do I win?”
“Nothing. What where you expecting? You are having a conversation with yourself. It certainly isn't very funny and only mildly amusing, maybe only to yourself. Even though this is a, supposed, dialogue, it is the most one-sided one that I have ever been involved in. Have I touched a nerve? If I have, you could certainly take the next few sentences that I speak to vilify me and make me look like a complete ass. I could say something racist or sexist, very vulgar and disgusting things. You could, then, jump in, correct me, give counterpoint and be a hero or martyr or a white hat. But, you wouldn't do that. You are a good guy with his heart in the right place. If anything, you would go out of your way to make me look like the shining white knight while you take the role of the jerk. That's just the kind of guy … SHIT! You almost slipped that one by me.”
“I can be sneaky that way. Sometimes.”
“Well, I have to run. Good chat. Don't be a stranger. And, hey, next time I will let you drone on about whatever it is that you like to drone on about.”
“Sounds good. Say “hi” to your parents for me the next time you see them.”
“Done deal.”
“Okay, why five months between posts?”
“I am a bit lazy at times.”
“Not good enough. I need a better reason in order for me to continue to read.”
“Do you want the short answer or the long answer?”
“Well, considering how long winded and loping your answers can be, I will challenge you to a short answer.”
“I'm not sure if I am up for the challenge that you pose, but, I will accept your little test of my abilities of brevity. Before I begin, though, I will have to let you know, up front, that the answers that I will give for my lack of output will certainly need some more explanation that I will, undoubtedly, have to include in some other posts (later on, of course) or in extensive footnotes at the end of this...”
“Enough, already! Just give it to me short and sweet. Ha ha! I bet you get that all the time, eh?”
“Yeah, funny. Here goes my reasons: summer, working overnights, the ex and mental exhaustion. Put that in your pipe and smoke it!”
“Anything to add?”
“You are trying to bait me, aren't you? Well, this fish ain't biting. Those are my reasons. Take them or leave them.”
“Fair enough. You win.”
“What do I win?”
“Nothing. What where you expecting? You are having a conversation with yourself. It certainly isn't very funny and only mildly amusing, maybe only to yourself. Even though this is a, supposed, dialogue, it is the most one-sided one that I have ever been involved in. Have I touched a nerve? If I have, you could certainly take the next few sentences that I speak to vilify me and make me look like a complete ass. I could say something racist or sexist, very vulgar and disgusting things. You could, then, jump in, correct me, give counterpoint and be a hero or martyr or a white hat. But, you wouldn't do that. You are a good guy with his heart in the right place. If anything, you would go out of your way to make me look like the shining white knight while you take the role of the jerk. That's just the kind of guy … SHIT! You almost slipped that one by me.”
“I can be sneaky that way. Sometimes.”
“Well, I have to run. Good chat. Don't be a stranger. And, hey, next time I will let you drone on about whatever it is that you like to drone on about.”
“Sounds good. Say “hi” to your parents for me the next time you see them.”
“Done deal.”
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