Or all the specifics got caught in the doggie portion of the brain and he forgot the negative words.
Some neurolingists say exactly this...that the brain doesn't hear the 'not' words.
Up until the punching, it was a real nice party.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
beekaytee - Jan 18, 2011 3:03:51 pm PST #13508 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Hil R. - Jan 18, 2011 3:07:37 pm PST #13509 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Some neurolingists say exactly this...that the brain doesn't hear the 'not' words.
That reminds me of a conversation I had with my dad a few weeks ago, when I was visiting. Dad: "I'm going to the grocery store -- do you need anything?" Me: "Yeah, rice milk. They only carry one brand, and I want the one that says 'Original' or 'Plain' or something like that -- it's the one that doesn't say 'Vanilla.' Got that?" Dad: "Right. Vanilla."
Connie Neil - Jan 18, 2011 3:09:31 pm PST #13510 of 30000
brillig
Squishing back! Hi back!
Squish again!
Scrappy - Jan 18, 2011 3:09:43 pm PST #13511 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
My In-Laws gave me this: [link] for Xmas, despite the fact that I have never worn a watch in the 18 years they have known me, I hate fake diamonds and have tiny hands, so the face is as big as my arm. Blue plastic and glitz, it's so me.
Deena - Jan 18, 2011 3:14:35 pm PST #13512 of 30000
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Okay, I was prepared to like that watch based on your description (except the diamonds, which I don't actually like, real or not) and it's fugly.
basking in the squishes
I'm waiting for someone to get home and check their front door for a package. The wait is driving me batty. What if they don't go home? What if the package isn't there? What if they don't like what's in it?
I'm basking in squishes on tenterhooks. Weird.
brenda m - Jan 18, 2011 3:15:51 pm PST #13513 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Squish, Deena!
Are you keeping warm this winter? (No reason.)
Deena - Jan 18, 2011 3:18:36 pm PST #13514 of 30000
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
I am! As a matter of fact, I am, right this VERY moment, wearing the most luxuriously soft red scarfy thing ever. It's a gorgeous red, sort of cranberryish. It came from someone really smart in Chicago, who writes with the same kind of silver pen I write with, on occasion. Hmmmm.
Barb - Jan 18, 2011 3:23:07 pm PST #13515 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I'd say former phase but Duranies are forever.
Word, my sistah.
Steph L. - Jan 18, 2011 3:30:43 pm PST #13516 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Moral: I should have said what I DO like.
But, see, I think you were clear on what you don't like. It wasn't ambiguous. Don't like hearts. Don't like orange and yellow. Don't like expensive. Don't like necklaces.
Maybe it really is a thing where he heard words but only heard every other word.
Calli - Jan 18, 2011 3:30:52 pm PST #13517 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
My mom and I figured out each others' taste in gifts about two years before she died. But those were two nice Christmases, gift-wise. Now my sister sends me very detailed lists for her family, and I send her lists with links to the exact items (including size and color, where relevant) for myself. If I don't like what I get nowadays, I have only myself to blame. I'm all for knowing a person and shopping for something that will meet their tastes and needs, but I only see the family a couple of times a year. That's decades in teenager fashion time or 20-something geek tech time.