JoB
wakeflood
i hear what you are saying…
and would sing with you but you did’t offer me the option of both singing and posting …
a written venue is the only one in which other people would willing listen to me sing ;->
i am often tempted to stop posting except on those days when my body literally won’t let me do anything else..
just when i have decided to give my morning posting up, somewhere out in the real world someone asks me if i am JoB.
I have often wondered if that would be the appropriate time to duck under the mantle of anonymity…
but i have made a conscious choice not to be anonymous on this blog so i smile and answer yes.
to my great surprise, the people who stop me mostly want to thank me for speaking up.
Sometimes they shyly offer their sign in names.. but most of the time they tell me they don’t post but they regularly read..
and some of what i say makes them think.
i happen to know that i am not the only poster on the West Seattle Blog who makes people think.
the few i hang out with have had similar encounters out in that real world that surprise and sometimes puzzle them.
And if it happens to us, i think it must happen to other people to…
even if only in overhearing a conversation in which your handle is referenced :(
yup.. that happened to me. Someone once talked to me about Job.
Yes, i disclosed.. but i was ever so tempted not to ;)
i have my moments, you know:)
strangely, i think that is what people like about me..
when they like anything about me :)
the most effective tool any of us has in our personal toolbox is education…
and if a political wonk like me has learned things she didn’t know from other posters..
then the education part of this blog is working just fine.
but i get your drift. it is the season.
The merriest of Christmases to each and every person who posts or lurks or simply gets their morning humor break from the WSB forums…
i am christian.. that is what i personally celebrate …
but i acknowledge you might choose to celebrate something else or nothing at all
i could offer to spit in your eye.. but that is so not in the spirit of my season ..
so you will simply have to bear with my goofy grin and good wishes and interpret them in whatever fashion makes you happy.
i love to be wished happiness in someone else’s season…
i’d sing. but someone in my house seems to have hidden my music:(
i bet it was the dogs. they have no appreciation for my vocal renditions.
but hubby is home sick today an it could as easily be him…
bah humbug!
Wait.. did someone just say something that stupid while i was typing ???? :(
it will take me a minute because i have to edit.. a lot… but i am sure i have something to say about that…