tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post114430049904407285..comments2023-11-02T00:52:29.016-07:00Comments on Word Pavillion: Rampianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02092413104877925807noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post-1144704065832889442006-04-10T14:21:00.000-07:002006-04-10T14:21:00.000-07:00Hey no problem. Helping others battle the mofos -...Hey no problem. Helping others battle the mofos -- that's what I do :) <BR/><BR/>JimJim Di Bartolohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07620158692319824216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post-1144509766883134272006-04-08T08:22:00.000-07:002006-04-08T08:22:00.000-07:00I have to admit to my stupidities as I can't hide ...I have to admit to my stupidities as I can't hide them! And don't feel too badly about the trash cans- a couple months ago trying to speedily leave my workplace, I backed right into a pole and took off my entire side mirror. I've been too lazy to go and get it replaced and so I carry it in my cardoor sidepocket in case i get pulled over! And when I was in Peace Corps I made the most embarassing vocabulary mistake in Bulgarian in front of my high school students! I was trying to say how absolutely delicious this new dish I had eaten was, and it turns out that the word for this tasty dish was excrutiatingly close in sound to "vagina,' little did I know, so needless to say, by the end of my day, everyone in the village heard about it and laughter followed me everywhere i went! (Glad to hear about your blog! Laini told me last nightto check it out and I'm glad you are joining the blogging world. I haven't been able to post much lately but hope to again real soon!)Alex Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02109059018269508607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post-1144431877391981872006-04-07T10:44:00.000-07:002006-04-07T10:44:00.000-07:00Thanks for the kind words, everyone. Megg, Jim, it...Thanks for the kind words, everyone. Megg, Jim, it's a pleasure to meet you both! (Though, strictly speaking, I guess I met Jim brieftly at that SCBWI conference which seems like ages ago now.) "Carrot top"? Ugh, couldn't they think of something more original? The sound of trains is too good for them---let's hope they're living in a condo with a balcony overlooking Interstate 80. I was sadly miserably slow in the comeback department, which is why I had to rely on Bugs Bunny for my sparing words. But I'll try out the "it also has a 'u' in it" rebuttal on the next mofo who messes with me!Rampianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02092413104877925807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post-1144374889840385032006-04-06T18:54:00.000-07:002006-04-06T18:54:00.000-07:00Greetings from Laini's husband! Great post full o...Greetings from Laini's husband! Great post full of well-written self-mockery. Your "Bugs" story reminded me of when I was about 6 or 7 and some kids were calling me "carrot top" and I looked at them like the eventual losers I'm sure they turned out to be (don't all bullies end up as train-hopping hobos?) and I told them: "Carrot tops are green!" Well, they may not have felt "schooled" by me or anything but I'm sure (SURE!) that it haunts them to the point of sleeplessness now! -- erm, maybe? Okay, probably not--it's probably just the sound of the trains that keeps them awake nowadays, not me. <BR/><BR/>Ooh! Hey, I just thought of what you could have said when those young dorks said "Dumb has a 'B' in it!" -- YOU could have responded by saying: "Yes, and it also has 'U' in it!" KAPOW!!!! Huh! How about that! :) (you get it right? A "u" or a "you"... maybe I should just stop for now...<BR/><BR/>JimJim Di Bartolohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07620158692319824216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post-1144346637814467632006-04-06T11:03:00.000-07:002006-04-06T11:03:00.000-07:00hello there! I just found you via Laini and I nee...hello there! I just found you via Laini and I needed to tell you how much I loved this post!! I absolutely loved it. In fact, I may steal your idea and mock myself in a post soon. There's so much soul searching on here sometimes that it's nice to read the honest warts-and-all stuff! I will definitely be back to read more!meghanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06041527732133374839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25262175.post-1144305639295206412006-04-05T23:40:00.000-07:002006-04-05T23:40:00.000-07:00Oh my god, this is so funny and horrible -- the ro...Oh my god, this is so funny and horrible -- the rototiller thing... I'm going to have to try and remember some childhood horror and shame. I had a fantastic professor at Cal whose name I completely forget, who talked about shame being the only emotion that can be as powerful in recollection as it was at the moment it happened, and I think it's so true. Anger, love, happiness, all those things, when we remember moments of them, we're not FLOODED with them like no time had passed. But shame... our cheeks grow hot, our pulse quickens, we get that visceral feeling that I don't know if it even has a name beside shame. The other thing about shame is... it can be so funny! This was such a good read!Laini Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14064837312936707024noreply@blogger.com