I’m getting to the point in this meandering blog where I don’t remember all of my posts ; forget many of them ; have possibly rewritten one or two accidently , having forgotten the previous post . That’s okay , though , I suppose .
Sometimes I begin to tell someone a story , some tidbit of interesting information ; begin to share , when I’m told : Yeah , I read that in your blog . Okay , okay , you read that in my blog . That could be a good thing ; could be a compliment ; could be stated acknowlegement that someone reads my blog and was impressed enough to remember specific details . That could be it ; that could be one interpretation .
These determinations of interpretations are subtle considerations . One must summon one’s social antennae : listen for the breath and depth of vocal tones , judge the heaviness of the air pressure in the immediate vicinity , feel miniscule degrees of temperature change , deftly read illusive body language . I always have the feeling when someone says : Yeah , I read that in your blog ………. that……………..
Well , if they’d said : Yeah , yeah , I read that in your blog , it would absolutely be a rebuke , two yeahs , as if to say : Cut it out ; quit bothering me with this stuff ! , as if I had been forcing my blog upon them , you know , against their will and they are fed up with it . Anyone who reads my blog against their will deserves what they get . While I have some empathy for those who read my blog , I have trouble feeling any sympathy for anyone who engages in such a silly use of their valuable time . After all , we are only given so much allotted time in the world [ to you Reincarnationists I mean : in your present form ].
Truth be told , when some friend of mine says : Yeah , I read that in your blog , I am overcome with a wariness , like a wild turkey’s in the woods wariness as it decides whether that gobble,gobble noise is another turkey , or is , on the other hand , a passionate Second -Amendmenter waiting patriotically , hidden perhaps behind a rock or disguised as a stump , with a locked and loaded M-16 .
My daughter-in-law told me today : Yeah , I read that in your blog . I had begun to tell her about my research of the murder of the Arcadia police officer in 1927 . Yeah , I read that in your blog . I know that she reads my blog . She is Polish but speaks fluent English . She has a degree in the lingo , actually , with a specialty in the American version . So , I throw an idiom or two into many of my posts for her to wonder about . Actually , she probably knows more of them than I do , so I make a few of them up .
She knows more English grammar than I do — that’s for sure . But , I maintain the unique distinction [ shared with about 313.9 million others ] of being a “native speaker” , so she keeps hoping to learn something from me , I guess . I tell her that she missed that class session when they must have told the English -language American-version students that Americans don’t really care , wouldn’t recognize good grammar if it walked right up to them recklessly and smacked them in the kisser .
I used some variation of that line in Poland once when Ada and I went out to dinner with an old friend of hers and some woman . I say ” some woman ” snidely purposely . She might have been his wife . She might have been his girlfriend . I don’t recall which . When I tried my ( little ) exaggeration about Americans not caring about grammar she began a vicious rant about Americans being ignorant classless slobs unprepared for a cultured existence in the civilized world , etc. , etc. It seems she had a son attending Oxford U. Maybe he was on the Cricket team , but I doubt it . Most likely , if he was like his mother , his nose was way too high up in the air to focus on the batsman , or the bases , the bowler or the Cricket creases , or whatever specifics the game requires .
I should have told her : Yeah , yeah , I’ve heard it all before . Two yeahs . But , I think I simply sat there and silently listened . I usually don’t swear , and I had forgotten my M-16 , and I was probably way too ignorant to understand what her point was , anyway . I probably said something such as : You must be very proud , but I was thinking something more like : #!?#X*!!?XZ!!! and the horse you rode in on !