tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post2079603334481573541..comments2023-03-31T05:24:31.916-04:00Comments on Color Sweet Tooth: The OgreSteve Emeryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08628329561652344403noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post-7176585927384627072008-08-02T14:05:00.000-04:002008-08-02T14:05:00.000-04:00Linda - Grenouille would be happy to teach time st...Linda - Grenouille would be happy to teach time stretching by way of the Internet Frog Correspondence School. The first lesson is simple - move your eyes to the sides of your head (a little higher than where your ears are). When you've got that lesson down pat, post a self portrait on your blog, so Grenouille can adjust the position (this is the "over the Internet" part of the process). Once Steve Emeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08628329561652344403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post-83277196379346087382008-08-01T23:56:00.000-04:002008-08-01T23:56:00.000-04:00I love how you felt some kind of parallel from bef...I love how you felt some kind of parallel from before you met.<BR/><BR/>I put up a post that explains how MathMan and I met. It's at that icky relationship blog. Thanks for prompting it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post-56268260153468292402008-08-01T23:32:00.000-04:002008-08-01T23:32:00.000-04:00oops forgot the other part of my comment which was...oops forgot the other part of my comment which was: <BR/><BR/>I met my dh in high school too, in the summer of our senior year...weird world! he was and still is, MOST of the time, my best friend..<BR/><BR/>xoL'Adelaidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10725322054223364858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post-70992180365665738472008-08-01T23:27:00.000-04:002008-08-01T23:27:00.000-04:00I think froggie needs to teach..don't you? I need...I think froggie needs to teach..don't you? I need to be his first student and I need a new teacher anyway, mine having died on me....so ask him, k?<BR/><BR/>xoxo - xo to f.L'Adelaidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10725322054223364858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post-1913358661807653412008-08-01T22:50:00.000-04:002008-08-01T22:50:00.000-04:00DCup - We met in our Senior year - but I feel like...DCup - We met in our Senior year - but I feel like we knew each other longer - as if we knew each other in Junior High or something. Our experiences there were similar and similarly painful - and both in the Poughkeepsie area of New York at that time (though we were about 30 miles apart and never met).<BR/><BR/>We are grateful we grew together instead of apart.<BR/><BR/>So when and how did you Steve Emeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08628329561652344403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044778093667409865.post-63198368307302396652008-08-01T22:27:00.000-04:002008-08-01T22:27:00.000-04:00That is such a lovely post, Steve. How wonderful t...That is such a lovely post, Steve. How wonderful to have known each other so young and to have grown together like you have.<BR/><BR/>And as for M. Grenouille, I think I would like his ability to shift time to suit. That sounds like a really useful talent!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com