Wednesday, February 8, 2012


. "... A guy walked up to me and said, "I'm going to tell you a joke because I find you physically attractive." I'm like , "What are you talkin--" when he interupts. "No, I'm not a pervert. I just want to sleep with you but I heard you tell a friend that you're only interested in guys with a sense of humor. Thought I'd cut to the chase. So the joke is 'Two guys walk into a ba-" Which is when I turned around and walked far, far, away. ...." From something I wrote but can't finish because the dogs, uh the dogs, are wanting to go out for walks and I still haven't put on my pants. Going, going, gone until all here is walked, feed, and has lap time. Then? I'm gonna take a bath and a nap. Talk to me. ." 

C Anne Ford, Feb 8, 2012 09:24 AM in comments of this blog.

Relationships are  weird.



  1. This is such a great post for VD. I'm not going to post anything else. Will write in the comments instead.

    Check the comments of this blog post for new stuff. (For Feb 9th until Feb 15th.)


  2. Roses are red.
    Green is a pickle.
    For each jerk I'd be rich
    If I had a nickel.

    Now a penny's no good.
    If you can't make a dime.
    Stock market is good.
    If you jump out in time.

    So hey diddle diddle.
    Don't be Nero and fiddle.
    Pay attention this day.
    Cause much of life is a riddle.

    c anne ford

    Oh golly. Four more days and another VD will have come and gone. Can't see because my eyes are so sleepy. gotts' go.

  3. Gooooooooooooodddddddddddd evening. Been busy not writing.

  4. .

    I am not having a very good day. Not at all. Apparently neither of us is playing well with others. That's because the only others are each other. We've (in our way) have been at it all day.

    In other news? Yesterday I freed myself from a dreaded. Stood up and just said no to more pushups when I'd already done them unrequested and had my very first fencing bout. I'm really terrible at it. I think that I've got the idea of what to to and then that idea evaporates. I'm looking at this very nice person and thinking, " I don't want to fight this person. She's a nice person. We should talk about photography." Instead I'm looking at her and wondering what to do. Since she has much more experience than I'll ever have, I'm delighted to actually have scored any point. I'm told that I scored two. While she won the match with her three points, you play to the first three, I'm elated. I don't have a clue but I'm just glad to be standing up right.

    Tonight, because I was really tired of talking to WB, I walked up to a guy in the grocery store, told him that I was a writer, was doing research to see if there was a possible book, and then asked him if he'd answer a question. To my delight he said that he would.


    There are two fellas in my fencing class who are a delight to talk to. They're one of the only three "grown ups" in the beginning fencing classes. I've talked to them both and have to say that it's quite nice to chat to the adults. I think that they are very old school nice. But then that been the case with all involved.

    (And WB crossed paths with a young lady then said, "I wish I could ask her out." LOL we turned the car around and went back to the restaurant so that he could cross paths with her again. She seems really nice and is really beautiful. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that she's not involved but even if she is, I told him that he should speak up and not be shy to talk the young women he meets. You wouldn't believe it but he's really shy.)


  5. LOL NOT WB but Pup crossed paths with the beautiful young lady. She's wwaaay to young for WB. A contemporary of Pup.


  6. "...too..."

    You know how I feel about editing....