Comments on: Eulogy

By: ruth

ruth — Thu, 26 Jan 2006 20:52:39 +0000

just to say i stopped by (cos we like it when people stop by, don’t we?) and you made me laugh again and thank you. seems like there is lots of art in my life, some meditation and good food, but not enough laughter.

You ARE a fun guy.

By: j-a

j-a — Thu, 26 Jan 2006 07:57:01 +0000

whatever it is you find out that works, can you let us know. there are people out there (me) who need some help on sleep etc. etc.

By: mig

mig — Wed, 25 Jan 2006 20:16:55 +0000

uncooked oatmeal + butter + peanut butter reminds me of something my dog used to eat, only with plastic army men and rubber bands, too.

By: Sherri

Sherri — Wed, 25 Jan 2006 20:08:07 +0000

And here I thought my husband was the only human to eat uncooked oatmeal. He mixes his with butter and peanutbutter, which only increases his assurance that I won’t even want to watch, much less share it.

I love giving and getting advice, and I especially love explaining how someone’s advice will never work for me. It fits in nicely with my goal to Appear to Know It All.

By: mig

mig — Wed, 25 Jan 2006 12:43:44 +0000

That thought had occurred to me too. I think I’m safe as long as I don’t eat too much, and avoid raisins.

By: paul

paul — Wed, 25 Jan 2006 07:24:10 +0000

Doesn’t eating uncooked oatmeal make your stomach explode? Or is that feeding Alka-Seltzer tablets to seagulls?

Just to be safe you might want to have your eulogy done BEFORE breakfast…

By: R J Keefe

R J Keefe — Tue, 24 Jan 2006 21:25:17 +0000

I’m with you on Scarlett Johansson. There’s a vagueness about her appraisal that’s really unsettling.

By: mig

mig — Tue, 24 Jan 2006 15:16:08 +0000

I haven’t seen Bart in the mirror for hours.

By: Horst

Horst — Tue, 24 Jan 2006 15:13:48 +0000

Whenever you talk about automatic weapons like that, I always wonder to what extent Bart was really just a figment of your imagination.

By: anne

anne — Tue, 24 Jan 2006 14:24:34 +0000

you make me think of the joke that starts, “a mushroom walks into a bar” and ends with “no, i’m just a fun guy!”

a lot of the time i think advice is talking to your former self, as much as or even more than it is talking to the person in front of you. “sleep while the baby is napping!” we say, knowing that we did not and that the person we are telling also probably will not, but will live on to tell someone else, “nap while the baby is sleeping!” and so we beat on, boats against the current, borne ceaselessly, etc.