I read something on somebody’s blog tonight that sent a small tremor through my world. So blogging can be that significant? Interesting. I wonder if that's where my dream of betrayal came from.
I'm being enigmatic, aren't I? Good. I like being enigmatic. It's 2 am. Time to go to bed and dream about a cocker spaniel leaping over the Southern Cross.
Ha!
I only write posts like this when I've had a couple of drinks. I blame my Celtic ancestry.
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hahahaha, so I've heard the Irish like their drink.
My Irish ancestry isn't 100% proven, it's based on best evidence. But it's still an excellent excuse.
Wow...I want to read what you read!
p.s. - the comment I left about the spam email that showed up as anonymous was me. I don't know why it keeps doing that!
I have had a couple of those moments myself... writing after a couple glasses of wine... Im wondering did you have the dream of the cocker spaniel...
Thanks for telling me that, Paige. Previous anonymous comments had always come from Lady India, or so I assumed. Can't assume anything, can you? And I'm taking the 5th Amendment on the identity of the post in question!
Hello again Mother Moon. I've decided that post is one of my favourites. A couple of drinks frees you up to be yourself (not that I should need it, but I'm human.) The reference to the cocker spaniel and the Southern Cross was a coded message (dare I admit that? Oh well.) Cryptic. Esoteric. Wow, and this is a guy who's just had three double scotches! Must try that one again.
Come on spill the beans Jeff!!
Mine's proven, hence the avoidance of drink ;)
Not a hope. Back to that old favourite saying again: 'Better to keep your mouth shut and be thought an idiot than open it and remove all doubt.' If I remain cryptic, people might think I'm clever!
Should I believe you don't drink? Never? Mmm...
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