Friday, July 06, 2007

Late Night Conversation

"That's the kind of foot that could bring on a hot flush! What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You know, if I lived to be 140 years old I can't imagine I'd ever write a line like that."

"I don't believe a word of it. I bet it's up on the blog by morning."

"Well, yes, there is always the blog..."

15 comments:

michael greenwell said...

i don't normally do this but you have been tagged...

http://tinyurl.com/2lxwmt

Dr Maroon said...

Tell her I have the feet of Saint Sebastian.




If you dare.

sarah said...

hehe.. there IS always the blog..



(my spouse doesn't read mine, thankfully at times..)

Foot Eater said...

Feet... mmmm...

Why no picture?

Kuin said...

Hmmmm if I can't be a fly on the wall and you house at least I can count on the blog to fill me in on those " late night conversations..." haha

Mary Witzl said...

Kim, this is surreal!

Question: What is the kind of foot that can bring on a hot flush? Or am I just pathetically naive for having to ask this?

Kim Ayres said...

Michael - if you're desperate for a list of things about me, there's the 7 Things Meme, 6 Weird Things Meme, and if you're really short of things to do for 10 minutes, theres the 101 Things About Me. So if you don't mind, I think I'll pass on trying to find another 8 :)

Dr Maroon - I bet you say that to all the girls

Sarah - are you sure he doesn't read it? I seem to remember him commenting on Blunt Cogs once...

Foot Eater - I didn't want to be responsible for any more hot flushes...

Kuin - only the edited highlights ever find their way here

Mary - that would spoil the piece. Best left to your imagination, methinks.

Pendullum said...

I wonder if their is a patron saint of blogging???
As I think that is pure miracle that you waited until morning to place it on the blog...

SafeTinspector said...

Context! Context!

Sayre said...

My husband and I have very odd conversations sometimes. Tonight we had one about the psychic navel. They itch continuously and are located in the middle of your back. I believe they may be placed there because if they were more accessible, we'd spend all our time gazing into it.

Our regular navels have lint and are sort of boring.

Archie said...

This reminds me of one of the funniest comments I've lurked upon - your response to Jeff's Indy 500 post a few weeks ago. The Scottish-American google translator must be all out of whack.

Kieran said...

So what happened then? Did it ever make it to your blog?

Kim Ayres said...

Pendullum - I'm sure there's bound to be one out there somewhere. Diversification is waht it's all about in the modern world. Transferable skills and all that. What you need to find is a patron saint of some old tradition or practice that doesn't hapen any more give them an upgrade

SafeT - could any context make sense of it?

Sayre - Then there's that itch you get which is inside. It feels like it's just under the ribs and you cannot access it...

Archie - :)

Kieran - no, she wouldn't let me put it up.

savannah said...

i love it! and i'm so jealous...nobody to talk to late at night right now...

Kim Ayres said...

Aw, Savannah, have a hug.