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Re: Re: sounds like a lot of people here suck up to you ... not i

yes, i am a virus my name is carolyn and i'm living and breathing with an ocillating fan blowing on me right now as it've very hot here in iowa tonight.

posted by Carolyn_Moe on September 7, 2013 at 9:29 PM | link to this | reply

I'm sorry Bob, but I had to laugh at both his and your comments...Wow, that is something else. I got one from him and all is said is "that's cool how you sign your name after your poem" and I scratched my head.

posted by UtahJay on September 7, 2013 at 11:48 AM | link to this | reply

Re: sounds like a lot of people here suck up to you ... not i

I beg your pardon. Are you a virus or something?

posted by 2902 on September 7, 2013 at 9:08 AM | link to this | reply

sounds like a lot of people here suck up to you ... not i

posted by Carolyn_Moe on September 7, 2013 at 5:57 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Mama bear must have decided you were no threat

I was lucky she was so mellow about it. On another hike years ago I happened on a bear and cub about 100 feet away. I stopped, stood stock still, and then moved slowly backwards in search of another hiking trail! When we were first married, Gin and I drove our little non-air-conditioned Plymouth Duster out to Colorado. While there we were in a pull-off and saw two cubs rooting through the garbage in an overturned disposal can. The driver in another car actually got out and went up to them to get a cute picture! We cranked down the window and called over, "Get back in your car! Mom can't be far away!" We were from way out of state, young and stupid -but not that stupid!

posted by 2902 on September 6, 2013 at 6:23 PM | link to this | reply

Re: One of those moments

Blue feathers, I still don't understand how I could have missed them! I'm reminded of Robert Fulghrum's charming book of essays, It Was Burning When I Lay Down On It -the title essay is from a report after firemen saved a man from a fire. They asked how it could have happened. "Were you smoking in bed, or what?" His answer was, well, the bed was burning when I lay down on it! That's it. The essay goes on to talk about how very illogically we humans act and think.

posted by 2902 on September 6, 2013 at 6:11 PM | link to this | reply

I agree with what you said in my comment place Bob. I have always been fascinated with your work, held your comments in high places, it is almost as if I need your comments out of my respect of who you are, what you have lived through. It is as if the call for last drinks when I don't see your thoughts, your reflections. as if I am writing to please you and a few others, like CCT, Rumor, Adnohr, and of course Kabu, but you are a poet and a professor and that holds salt for me (a complement out west...holding salt). Perhaps you could reconsider and use Blogit as your sounding board as you move forward in your quest. I am sure that many Blogitvillians, like me, would be highly pleased if you did.

posted by UtahJay on September 6, 2013 at 12:08 PM | link to this | reply

Re: I don't know about me, CC, but I suspect that you can. PS The

woman foreman was cute.

posted by 2902 on September 6, 2013 at 11:50 AM | link to this | reply

Don't be so modest Bob, you know you can talk your way out of any situation

posted by C_C_T on September 6, 2013 at 10:55 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Re: Why no, Jay. My feelings are intact.

(oops I hit the wrong key) I think the misunderstanding has to do with the sculpture. My failure to comment was due to my being preoccupied. check my comment on your latest post.

posted by 2902 on September 6, 2013 at 10:49 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Why no, Jay. My feelings are intact.

posted by 2902 on September 6, 2013 at 10:40 AM | link to this | reply

We saw a little black bear just the other day up the canyon (well it was late July) you can see the place from the city, its not far. Of course I had my gun on, I always carry up in the canyons, they ate a kid last year...Loved the poem Bob. Did I hurt your feelings somehow Bob? If I did I didn't mean to, I try to walk as careful as I can, but it is hard for an old fool like me...Always losing my balance as I do.

posted by UtahJay on September 6, 2013 at 10:34 AM | link to this | reply

I like the way in which you write this poem. You make the reader feel for the speaker.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on September 6, 2013 at 9:58 AM | link to this | reply

what a shame you didn't get to see them...but then again probably better since you made it home in one piece