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ginnie
Thank you for the link, ginnie.  Of course I'm psychic - can't you tell?

posted by johnmacnab on May 20, 2006 at 9:43 AM | link to this | reply

Here ya go Mac...
http://thetheatreshop.com/letters_from_wingfield_farm_book.html   ...a link to Letters from Wingfield..it's hilarious!  And how could you guess I was smiling?  Hmm...you one of them pychics? 

posted by ginnieb on May 18, 2006 at 2:54 PM | link to this | reply

FactorFiction
I'm with you, FactorFiction.  I'd rather have any kind of ghost than any kind of insect......what was that noise........whoooohoooo.  Oh please bring back the inch long ants, I'm being haunted in the washroom.  A peeping tom of a ghost.......Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

posted by johnmacnab on May 17, 2006 at 8:45 PM | link to this | reply

haha
Now there is one thing I'd be willing to leave behind... hey it's like one of those kids games...Would you rather move and bring a ghost with you, or cockroaches?  I think I'd rather bring the ghost. Well unless it were a particularly nasty one...

posted by FactorFiction on May 17, 2006 at 5:02 PM | link to this | reply

FactorFiction

LOL.  Can you imagine the scene, FF?

"Darling, did you pack the children? Good, and don't forget the ghost?"

posted by johnmacnab on May 17, 2006 at 3:41 PM | link to this | reply

Well, maybe they brought the ghost with them...
or in a used car or whatnot...

posted by FactorFiction on May 17, 2006 at 2:02 PM | link to this | reply

strat
Thank you strat.  I'm glad you like it.

posted by johnmacnab on May 17, 2006 at 1:24 PM | link to this | reply

This is great!

posted by strat on May 17, 2006 at 10:15 AM | link to this | reply

Taps
I wish, Taps, I wish.  Who was it that wrote letters about a lake, and made a fortune?

posted by johnmacnab on May 17, 2006 at 10:07 AM | link to this | reply

Johnmcnab,    I love your letters to Andrew.   I could read a book full of them.

posted by TAPS. on May 17, 2006 at 6:50 AM | link to this | reply

ginnie
Letters from Wingfield Farm is a new one on me, ginnie, but I can guarantee that I will hear or read about it now that you've mentioned it.  Funnily enough I can tell for the same reason I knew you would smile at my email letter instead of LOL'ing.  Snap!

posted by johnmacnab on May 17, 2006 at 6:40 AM | link to this | reply

What a great email/letter Mac!
Smiled all the way through it.    Have you ever heard of/read/seen the play called "Letter's from Wingfield Farm"?  Saw the play years ago at Port Dover in Ont...summer theatre and I know there is at least one sequel to it...think you'd like it!  Good to see you Mac and funny(ily) how you can tell.

posted by ginnieb on May 17, 2006 at 6:11 AM | link to this | reply

Blanche01
Where are you Blanche?  I got up early this morning, poured my coffee and sat down in front of the monitor to read your blogs.  I skimmed through your latest ones yesterday but had no time to comment.  Did I miss something major?  Please tell me you've only changed names....please. 

posted by johnmacnab on May 17, 2006 at 5:50 AM | link to this | reply

Blanche

Can you imagine what it must be like on the 'other side?'   All you will eat will be ambrosia and there won't be much point in dreaming about riding a Harley or bungee jumping.  You'll be able to do anything and everything - or, as you suggest, Blanche, float about in a boring dark nothingness. 

My medicine is up to date and seemingly working - seemingly.

posted by johnmacnab on May 16, 2006 at 3:48 PM | link to this | reply

Whacky
Thanks for reading, Whacky.

posted by johnmacnab on May 16, 2006 at 3:43 PM | link to this | reply

JohnMcNab,

I'm not sure if it is in the ghost rulebook that hauntings must be connected in some way to a place they actually inhabited, or better still, died, preferably suddenly, but I seem to remember hearing that.  I mean, otherwise, why bother, just drifitng around, scaring the bejeesus out of the living.  I am hoping to have better things to do myself in the afterlife, something about a light, endless singing, paved streets of gold, etc.  Apparently, in the afterlife, I will be much better off than I am now, and I am looking forward to that, as opposed to drifiing around in a dark and lonely stupor. 

Well, it sounds like one of your friends is set-up.  Older man, younger woman, I was just talking about that with a friend, how a beautiful young friend of hers many years ago apparently had what are now called "father issues" as in hers didn't really give her much love and attention, so she did hook up with much older men.  Sadly Freudian. 

Well, get out that Dilantin, it looks like things are pretty dramatic there.

posted by Blanche. on May 16, 2006 at 3:13 PM | link to this | reply

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posted by Whacky on May 16, 2006 at 2:41 PM | link to this | reply