If we're ever at a movie together, it will go a lot better if you don't talk to me - or, I guess, to anyone - much while it's on. Unless I am really, really into you. That's not a value judgment, really... it's just something that bugs me. I say that to say this:
I couldn't be happier that a few of you are feeling comfortable enough here to be commenting. I don't care if you do it because I'm just so frightfully engaging, if you're hoping to - somehow - try to raise the overall standard by balancing my crap with something that actually makes sense, if, like me, you just can't stay away from a yellow couch (any yellow couch), or if you're my mom and you just feel like you probably should.
Just know you're welcome. I'm happy to see you whenever you choose to drop by, and I like to hear what you have to say. You know, as long as we're not in a theater.
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I agree: the ever-narrating theater-goer is bad news every time, but the chatty blogger? Excellent!
And speaking of audience participation...the other day, I put a link to your blog on mine. (www.wheremysisat.blogspot.com) It's a new little blog - naive, and a little unsure of itself - but welcoming comments of all kinds!
Thanks, per se. I'll check it out... and I hope you find your sister.
Sincerely,
No worries...I know just where right where she is! Thanks, though!
;-)
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