A Salt In Wound Game
Lately when I read new posts (not comments, just posts), I keep the name of the author scrolled off the bottom of the screen. When I finish the post I try to guess who wrote it. Frank, your Gazetteers post was easy, but that's because Bernie loaned me your CD's (which I like very much). Chris, I'd thought John had written your Ringo post.
From this point forward, for a little while at least, I intend to comment on every post, saying who I'd thought wrote it. I'll do this until it becomes so obnoxious that I'm asked to stop, or until I get bored. You're welcome to join me!
From this point forward, for a little while at least, I intend to comment on every post, saying who I'd thought wrote it. I'll do this until it becomes so obnoxious that I'm asked to stop, or until I get bored. You're welcome to join me!
posted by Robert at
4:10 PM
6 Comments:
elizabeth?
That was funny, John : )
I admit, I thought John wrote the Ringo post as well.
Don't drag me into this.
Bernie, does this mean that in some way you and I should try and make a go of it? I mean, if you're mistaking my writings as those of John, it would only seem logical to at least go out for a Foster's Freeze and get to know one another.
well, sure, and i can take amanda for a milkshake, but it's probably some special milkshake place in boyle heights that has the best milkshakes in the city. this sounds like a hassle.
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