On Apr 19, 2007, at 5:00 PM, Bob W wrote: > > Round here there is a slightly crazy, but harmless old lady who has, I > think, some form of logorrhea. At least, she never stops talking to > people. You can be standing at the bus stop and she'll approach you > and address you in mid-sentence, as if you've known each other for > ever, and have been conversing for hours. > > "and then John knocked on the door and I said 'do you want a cup of > tea?' but he was in a hurry, you know what he's like, and my back's > been playing up again, like that man on the telly, he was on last > night. He does make laugh, but I don't like Bruce Forsyth. Jean does > though, she's always talking about him. And I only had 2 pounds in my > purse so I had to put the sherry back" and so on and so on. > > Then you get on the bus and she continues the conversation from > exactly the same place with another complete stranger, as if every new > stranger was her oldest friend. > > That's what blogging is like. > > Bob
well, aren't we feeling smug today. Doug Brewer http://www.drivingtheflies.com -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List [email protected] http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net
