and he's changed the name of his blog back
and there are words again
though not many
but still a picture
though not sticking to rule of hand
and its all oblique
or perhaps i am just not bright today
or just not in the know
and therefore what seems obscure to me is perfectly understandable to others
and i wonder if he minds that i use a possessive when referring to him and his blog? does anybody else? when i talk of you to others, or even to myself, you are my bloggers, my favourite blog, my hell boy, my kettle, my projectivist, my favourite band and other times, when i am particularly impressed with you I grow more formal in homage, Mister Squires, Ma'am Squib, Madame Projectivist
is it a thing of childhood - my school, my bag - that should have been left behind?
I shall ruminate on my habit of exclaiming out loud and talking to the blog posts another time :) (eg. where the bloody hell are you going with this one Georgie, before i hit the link to jump to the rest of the story)
You are extraordinary, Ms Samantha, Evil Overlord of us all.
ReplyDeleteWhat lovely rose petal thoughts, MCL.
ReplyDeleteI do the same with my bloggy favourites; if it's childish at least we're happy in our pigtailed, knee-high-socked world, eh.
*giggles* ta, my lovelies
ReplyDeleteVery good tex1 very good, I like it, it is like the thread of thoughts that passes trough every blogger mind once in a short while.
ReplyDeleteM
more than a short while for me - i am very nosy - i am always wondering what is going on with people that makes them post what they have
ReplyDeleteA very thought provoking post.
ReplyDeleteMany a time have I come across a post that makes me think twice before continuing onwards and upwards with reading it.