Just love language!: "Mirror in the bathroom, just can't stop it, you can see me in the window if you only want to."
(O wow, it's supposed to be dead of winter here and the paint is melting from the heat.)
(Cheers to global warming!)
(In other words, nonstop/spotted/spotty protest.)
I climbed a tree to get away from that!
Been on metaphor-sustenance (up a tree, out on a limb) ever since.
(But, yeh, not at Kent State, Stanford University. People were shouting out and bullets tunneled flesh.)
Someone yelled "Go home!"
Took a lot of visits to the library to find out what they meant.
(Spoiler: They weren't talking to me, though i took it as good advice in that way at the time.)
(Spoiler 2: they meant: "Get the FSE outa here, eat SSE, and die while at it. " Sure glad they weren't actually yelling at me.)
While at it, i once said to my mother-in-law: Sometimes we learn the hard way.
Her response, in secret: "I didn't know he was a socialist."
My reresponse, even more secretly until now: "I'm not anything. No one is."
My literary medium's response: "He might be a nihilist."
That sent both poles to the dictionary.
We found out that we were all wrong. Whew.
Hadda be there. Seems like a lull at the moment. See you on the pavement soon.
(I'm that "sweetest woman in the world" and also that "meanest woman in the world, if you make me that way." That's why i tread without fear.)
(Anatomically i'm a guy with a physique and eyes quite a few degrees beyond global warming. Get to know me and you'll see a pussyrat who refuses recategoriszation.)
(Those are a couple more reasons why i tramp easily.)
Think i'll change @mynym to @pussyrat.
(Third favrite word: "pussy." (It has at least three meanings.))
(Still trying to get out the door but each throught gets in the way.)
@lauir , so i go around trying to impress people with my mind instead.
All they see, at first, is a male model. Then they see my stare. Then they think.
It's so much easier here. We get to the thinking part first.
(And, obviously, i'm skittering here instead of going outside at the moment.)
C'mon "skitter"? Don't make me pull out even harder words.
After i'm done impressing others i sometimes go to the trouble of impressing myself.
Where did that come from? One never knows, do one?
And my musical muse didn't call me. She answered my call!
First thing she said, "I'm kinda in the middle of a bunch of things."
Next thing, "but keep talking."
Last thing, "bye for now."
^another for you, @Rand al'eyes
(Perhaps those brownies aren't to blame. Must be the cat. This nonstop protest turned into nonstop expression. WTFCC!)
"And out the door i went."