Titter. Not Twitter. LOL! Sometimes I really wonder why the spam bots latch onto certain images or posts. Do you remember my post from a week or so ago I titled PANIC TIME? One of the spam comments came from an “anxietymedicine.ningetcblahblahblah made up email and name.” Yeah. While panic disorders are no laughing matter, the comment from that particular bot on that particular post made me gigglesnort. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.
I couldn’t help laughing about this one, too, when it arrived in my inbox. I’m old. I get to laugh. Except sometimes, it’s way too true. I hate driving along and then realize I’ve missed my turn. This usually happens because I’m arguing with a character. SOOOooooOOOOO embarrassing! Luckily, it only seems to happen when I’m alone. So…for all of you when you get to be my age:
SPEEDING TICKET
BOY, THERE ARE DAYS THAT I COULD TRUTHFULLY USE THIS EXCUSE.
Did you hear about the 83-year-old woman who talked herself out of a speeding ticket by telling the young officer that she had to get there before she forgot where she was going?
Makes perfectly good sense to me…
Just remember:
We’ll be FRIENDS until we are old and senile. Then we’ll be NEW FRIENDS…
Hi, New Friends. 
Introduce yourselves and make yourselves at home. Would you like to tell me something I don’t already know about you? Wait…we’ve just met…haven’t we?
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Hello new friend. Something you don’t already know bout me that I don’t mind posting on the internet……I got it. I’m adopted. I was adopted as an infant through the Missouri Department of Welfare at six weeks old. When I was a kid it was always a shock to my friends to find out. Remember how insulting it was to tell your brother/sister that they were adopted? I’ve known for as long as I can remember and always thought of my adoption as a gift for both myself and my parents.
Erika, whenever my brother and I fought as kids, my ultimate zinger was:
Mom and Dad just *had* you. They waited four years and picked me out! So
And see? Just one more thing we have in common.
I’m glad you’re my friend.
I didn’t have a sibling to use that on being an only child, but it’s a good one. I’m glad you’re my friend too!
Wow…I have to come back and reintroduce myself…call me the new shy friend.
Peace and love,
Paula R.
Okay new friend, I am back. Hi, my name is Paula, and I am really shy. Seriously, I am very shy until I get to know you, or until I feel that you are “safe.” I tend to hold back a lot of myself, dropping subtle hints to see if people get me, then once they do, the armor falls.
Peace and love,
Paula R.
Hi, new friend Paula! I’m a quivering mass of shy insecurity, but I have this big ol’ public persona I had behind. It usually works. And I’m glad (old and new friend) that you are in my life! Welcome!!!!!
You have this public persona, and I have….Hmm, can’t think of anything. I am glad we bumped into each other in the Plotmonkey jungle and in line at Nationals last year. It is great to be a new, old friend. I love you buddy!
Peace and love,
Paula R.
Kismet. Of all the places in line I could have been standing and there you were! Can’t wait to see you at Nationals this year, too! Only I won’t be in line.
I’ll be inside, sweating whether or not people will buy one of my books so I can sign it. *quakes in boots* I’ll have cookies. Or Hershey’s kisses to entice them!
They’ll buy your book Silver. You already have at least one sale in the bag right here. Um, cookies (chocolate chip…goooey) and Hershey’s kisses (with almonds) are choice too. It will be some much fun to see you on the other side of the table. We will have to hang out again, and people watch…LOL!!!
Peace and love,
Paula R.
You are so cute when you get shy.
:0
How did you do that? I tried, but failed miserably. Here I go again…
Peace and love,
Paula R.
Colon and capital D.
Got it!
Glad I’m not the only shy person around here. The internet helps me get past my shyness so I can talk to more people. However, I’m pretty shy when I meet new people for the first time in person. Of course, once I feel comfortable, I hold nothing back.
Well, the nice thing about the internet is that you already *know* people when you meet them the first time. I can’t wait to meet you in Nashville!
Wait…you hold nothing back? Does that mean you sing karaoke?
Only after several drinks will I sing karaoke…
I’ll sing with you…I might need a few, but I will back you up.
Peace and love,
Paula R.
Hello, something you may not know … I’ve been infatuated with the name Ban Sidhe for awhile (see the new ‘page’ on my site) but it didn’t really STICK ’till I started playing XBox360 (It’s my gamertag) and all the guys started calling me Ban. (Even my husband calls me Ban once in awhile!) I admit, there are times I like it more than my given name. I didn’t pick that one and though I’ve grown to like it’s unique-ness (people still spell it wrong) Ban just fits me in a way that one never has. (BTW, my husband’s gamertag is onebadpig so I can call him ‘Pig’ all I want and get away with it!!!)
I wonder how many here know what a ban sidhe is? LOL! (I speak Gaelic a little.
) And while “ban” and “sidhe” fit you, you most defintely aren’t a “ban sidhe”! I love that you call the DH “Pig”! *gigglesnort* This is just so awesome. 
I know what it means now, and I agree with Silver…unless you choose the Woman of the Elves definition.
Peace and love,
Paula R.
Personally I liked the loose interpretation of ‘Lady of Peace’ best but screaming harbinger of death works well for someone playing first person shooters don’t ya think ?
hee hee hee
Hey, SOMEbody has to be a screaming harbinger of death….just sayin’….