Greenmantle

Shir Slalom

Very funny, eh? Anyway, what a terrific comment. The positive glow just drips off it like the runny egg yolk on my fingers. Just kidding actually. The simile there actually worked, which is a definite improvement. Or maybe metaphor? Well, I really don't care either way, seeing as I got a thing called artistic license. So anyway, back to that vicious comment, not much doing. I mean how am i to respond to such a personal attack? Obviously the person doing the writing was in a foul mood when he wrote it. He didn't even bother to take not of my blog. Strictly of course, that's not true, as he did take a while over it. But never fear, I'll hold true to (his) form and write something that is just like totally off topic man. Like yeah!! So anyway, back to that I love you statement, the search continues on here in the greatest city in the world to determine what exactly John Buchan's great Muslim was talking about. Now don't get dyspepsia over this, but I am beginning to think that I do not know the answer to this fundamental question. Maybe if I got a coment on it I could repsond a little better. Who knows? All I have to say is, "Read the book, you might get it." Well then, if you do insist on ending on that note, Johan was good, no, not Hedburg, Santana, Flip Saunders is 50, wins that is, Thomas is my hero, as is Chrissy, and uh, what am I forgetting here? Oh, right! Tune in tommorow. bye