dagblog - Comments for "Wet Shoes"

I do believe it was that slow

Austin Train — Wed, 06 Aug 2014 23:04:20 +0000

In reply to Hmmm ... have we met

I do believe it was that slow dance in the moonlight. That was me, wasn't it?

Hmmm ... have we met

barefooted — Wed, 06 Aug 2014 18:56:22 +0000

In reply to "Hi there, come on in."

Hmmm ... have we met?

Sometimes, unexpected gifts lie behind even the most virtual door. Mysterious ways, indeed.

Hi Flower!

Richard Day — Wed, 06 Aug 2014 07:04:30 +0000

In reply to I remember your welcoming

Hi Flower!

Yeah, Missy has me crying late at night here with her reply TO ME, but damn you really hit what her strange blog was all about.

And the thing about Missy's strange blog was that it should not have been denoted as strange at all.

THIS IS NICE!

"Hi there, come on in."

Austin Train — Wed, 06 Aug 2014 04:10:47 +0000

In reply to Wet Shoes

"Hi there, come on in."

Probably my second favorite sentence of yours.

"You're here!" - that became my favorite the moment I heard it, walking out of the arrivals area and into your world.

For all the memories reading this brought back, and there are many, that instant will live in my memory forever.

Trust me, it had to be a

barefooted — Tue, 05 Aug 2014 05:35:55 +0000

In reply to So nice, Barefooted. Getting

Trust me, it had to be a sofa. But just thinking about telling folks to plop down on the Chesterfield makes me chuckle.

I kind of think of those times like casual drop-by-if-you-get-a-chance sort of parties, thrown at the old place a while back. They weren't blog posts with comments - not in the regular sense, anyway. I guess you just had to be there. Besides, some things are better stored in memory.

Darn it all, you got the last of the milk. Did you smell it first?

You know what, Dick? There's

barefooted — Tue, 05 Aug 2014 05:02:48 +0000

In reply to I remember this.

You know what, Dick? There's nobody in this great big, wonderful world of ours quite like you. Everything you do, every word you write, every laugh you share, every life you touch ... nothing is ever quite the same after you. You're an awesome lunatic.

And that's why I love you. No kidding.

Well, there you are! Good to

barefooted — Tue, 05 Aug 2014 04:34:35 +0000

In reply to I remember your welcoming

Well, there you are! Good to see you, flower ... that's a perfect song. I'm not surprised, you had a way of always picking the good ones. Nice to know you haven't lost your touch!

I remember your welcoming

wabby — Tue, 05 Aug 2014 03:26:01 +0000

In reply to Wet Shoes

I remember your welcoming room, barefooted. I also remember I was always late to the party and would show up after everyone had awakened from their nap and gone back to their walking-around-in-it life. I'd leave a song anyway, because you never know -- someone might be even later to the party than I.

Let me go look for a song --

How's this?

So nice, Barefooted. Getting

Ramona — Tue, 05 Aug 2014 02:42:11 +0000

In reply to Wet Shoes

So nice, Barefooted. Getting ready for bed and this was like a nice warm glass of milk.

Couch, sofa. . .here we call it a couch, but if I were to go out and buy one I would call it a sofa. Years ago some in my American family called it a davenport and most in my Canadian family called it a Chesterfield.

I'm sorry you didn't keep your early pieces. They might have been fun to read again., But if you're okay with it, so am I. Glad to see you're writing again and sharing it here with us.

I remember this.

Richard Day — Mon, 04 Aug 2014 05:10:10 +0000

In reply to Wet Shoes

I remember this.

Yeah.

I have been walking away from politics. It takes me to nowhere and you began these thoughts.

I just viewed this wonderful video from Stephen Colbert and I had no place to put it except on the NEWS blog recited on the right hand position provided by the authors of this blog.

There are wondrous things coming over this really democratic internet.

Anybody, and I mean anybody, can add their thoughts and fears and loves onto this new tech machine.

You remind me of what can be.

And that is what I always loved about you!

No kidding!.