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February 1, 2008

David: Not Meant To Know

“What?”

“That thing, right there.”

“Oh, that. Huh. That’s funny. I walk past here every day, and I don’t think I’ve ever noticed that before.”

“Noticed what?”

“That thing.”

“What, this thing? What is that thing? How long has that been there?”

“How long has what been where?”

“This thing that I have my hand on. It looks old. Don’t you think it looks old?”

“Don’t I think what looks old?”

“What?”

“You asked me if something looked old.”

“I did, didn’t I? What was I talking about?”

“Beats me. I hate when that happens.”

“Hey, look at that thing.”

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Comments

I truly hope you won't think I'm imitating you when I finally contribute here, but I'm a big fan of conversational writing, for want of a better term.

Yours is very good, and mine may pale in comparison, but I just wanted to let you know I appreciate your work.

Posted by: BrendanO at February 2, 2008 4:07 AM · Permalink

The more, the merrier, BrendanO. Please read the FAQ first, though.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at February 2, 2008 7:20 PM · Permalink

I consider imitation to be the sincerest form of feeding my insatiable need for the approval of others.

In other words, if that's your style, go for it, and I'll pretend it's because of me.

Welcome aboard, and thanks for the compliment.

Posted by: David at February 3, 2008 3:23 PM · Permalink