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Don't you just hate it when you're around people who have oddly similar interests and they go off on some subject they're passionate about (like oh, say...cars) and you're sitting there with no clue about the subject? Or even worse, you try to join in and say something about it, like "Oh, I know what a car is." and they might say, "That's nice." or just laugh. It doesn't really make me mad; it amuses me more than anything, but it does make me feel really ignorant.

So, I've been getting into trouble recently because I ask too many questions. For example, someone might say to me, "Audrey, I'm so happy I'm in a loving relationship. Brian really loves me." and I might reply, "How do you know?" Or, perhaps "Well, I read this thing in a magazine and it said that humans are actually formed from sugar and spice and death." to which I might reply, "How do you know?" Actually, how do you know is a great question, but few people can answer it. The smart ones usually say, "Well, I don't."

I have come to the conclusion that I know more about English than my English teacher. A sad thing indeed. For instance, we are reading Romeo and Juliet (we finished today) and there are several examples of people who are lied to and deceived. My teacher said, "Do you think there is a difference between lying and deceiving?" and of course, I just had to get my two cents in so I raised my hand and replied, "Well, of course...I mean, what kind of a stupid question is that? To lie is to attempt to deceive. The actual act of deception is different." She sort of pursed her lips and said, "I'm sorry you feel that way." I snorted loudly and said, "Yeah...continue to discuss the fact that orange and purple are identical." Luckily she didn't understand what I meant by that; actually, I guess she thought it was funny. Sad, sad, sad. I should really keep my mouth shut sometimes, though...

For my next trick, I shall make you all disappear.

Sweetie, sometimes you have the best posts. It'''s almost like the Felinni movie, or this existential experience, or even a Kafka kinda thing where everyone around you is operating in some other universe, and you're left wondering "how di I get here?"

I had people tell me, at certain points, that they weren't going to let me take them "there." I'd very innocently say "where?" Of course, I'm being serious, but they thought I was being funny, cause as smart as I am, of course I knew what I was doing, and I should "just know" that I'm taking us "there."

At my advanced age, I'm better able to ask good questions, cause I try to listen betterthan I used to. Listening to NPR helps too. But there's those subjects I'm just lost on. And there's those conversations that I'll walk into (especially on-line) where the person's already said the introductory stuff before I get there, and doesn't want to say it again, so I'm stuck trying to figure-out what came before our conversation...

I have a great story about being "smarter" than my Senior year English teacher, which I'll save for a different time.

At any rate Stoic, how are you doing? Is everything well at the house. You know that you're in my thoughts, and every now and again I'll send some warmth and hug energy your way. So feel hugged. :)

I'll bet that just took 5 years off my life--but GODDAMM if it wasn't worth every second

Thank you, Zen. I really appreciate the fact that you care. I'm doing just wonderfully, and problems concerning myself are nonexistent. I appreciate the emote hug, too! And when do I have the pleasure of hearing your story? ::taps foot::

For my next trick, I shall make you all disappear.

Well, it won't be tonight :( Just got back for the Philadelphia Museum of Art, and it was just the tops!! There was quite an awesome collection of wonderfull stuff....

You're more likely to hear about that first... hehe

email or IM me so we can talk. and shat

I'll bet that just took 5 years off my life--but GODDAMM if it wasn't worth every second

Don't you just hate it when you're around people who have oddly similar interests and they go off on some subject they're passionate about (like oh, say...cars) and you're sitting there with no clue about the subject?

It's gruesome. And if I didn't know that they don't have a clue how much they're boring me to a slow and ugly death I'd consider it terribly rude.

Here's a nasty variant: All people sitting on your table suddenly head-dive into a passionate discussion about another person you haven't ever seen in your entire life. If you have no clue about a specific subject there's still a slight chance that you might find it interesting to listen. But discussions about people I don't know are as interesting as a boring brick.

'Yeah, That's what Jesus would do. Jesus would bomb Afghanistan. Yeah.' - snowlion