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WILLIAMWRITER BLOG
As Clear As Mud |
| Sometimes when I write my blogs I feel like I am talking in an empty house. But here's the thing. I would do better to participate in someone else's blog rather than mine! They would not listen, they're not listening still. Perhaps they never will... People are listening. It is just that we listen within our own walls. You know what would make our blogs neat. We could make deals. Kind of like rounds. We could start a blog group and jump from blog to blog within our circle. William (excitingly making his point) We could get together some bloggies and make rounds. When I get to your blog I could converse with you about the weather in Michigan. Then, when you come to my blog, you could converse with me on whatever hot air I have going on! When I get to Mathguy's blog we can talk about the art of writing fiction. That reminds me. Down town some folks installed this big black dishwasher size unit in the Community Center building. It had a coin slot on it that took fifty cent. I asked the man behind the desk, "What in the world is that thing?" "Just watch," He replied. Well, directly a man walked up to the machine and put his two quarters in the dual slot slide. The machine lit up from within and lights flooded from the plastic outside walls. A voice come from the depths of the machine. "I am your friendly conversation machine," It said. "Tell me your IQ and we will converse." The man replied, "150." The machine began a conversation concerning Einstein's Theory of Relativity. The two talked for twenty minutes and then the machine said, "Well, time's up! Have a good day." Then it shut down. The next man put in his money and when asked for his IQ, he said "50". The machine responded, "How 'bout 'em dawgs." No, it didn't! I am only kidding. I like them dogs!  Put your own catchy response here.And the man and the machine had a lively conversation about basketball. Well, I decided to trick the machine. I put in my money and answered the IQ question with "10". The machine began to stutter. Clunk. Clunk. Whirrr. Clunk. Clunk. Whirr. It began to smoke! Then it said, "Hey, dude. Want to smoke some weed?" Uhmm, hope I didn't offend anyone. It's just a joke. |
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