I don’t know why but every once in awhile I’ll hear or read something that won’t let go of my brain. Just a sentence or two. They are probably taking up room I need but I can’t get rid of them. However, even though they have nothing to do with my life, I do find ways of using them in conversations. Even though they have nothing to do with the conversation either. Here are a few. They’re not exact quotes but close enough to suit my purposes.
- “Mr. President, you can’t say Dallas doesn’t love you.” Whoa Nellie! Never good to speak for everybody. Someone did.
- “Senator, I knew President Kennedy. President Kennedy was my friend. Senator, you’re no John Kennedy!” Bentsen to Quayle. Vice-presidential debate. The look on Quayles face. Priceless.
-”Hu…hu…honey, you’ve already had it. Ah…Ah…Ah’ve already kizzed you. Jess be patient. Eveeerbudy’s gonna get it.” Elvis to fan (female). In concert in Las Vegas. Greedy little thing for wanting “it” again, don’t you think?
-”A recession is when your neighbor loses their job. A depression is when you lose yours.” Reagan.
Like I said I like to pepper (NO John!) my conversations with comments like these. The person will be jabbering along and then I will interject, very seriously, one of the above. Something like, “Well you know what they say, insert non-relevant comment.” It’s a lot of fun to watch them try to understand what I said and how it pertains to the current conversation. Of course most people probably have the same problem when I’m teaching.
The insertion of mindless, irrelevant comments into a conversation. You should try it sometime.
Good news. It’s raining in Tulsa today. The drought is over boys. It hasn’t rained a drop since part of May, all of June and most of July. We’re saved! Now go find the paddles.
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Craig, I’m so glad you finally got rain. Rain always makes me think, “I took a speed reading course and read War and Peace in under twenty minutes. It involves Russia.” (Woody Allen) Good stuff.
Random enuf for you?
Dusty, I’m so stupid. I’ve spent that last day tring to figure out wha you were saying. Duh?
I’m just really deep!
And I wasn’t drunk when I wrote my last comment. trying and what
John and I visited on the phone and laughed so hard at what you said and how I reacted. I guess I don’t read my own blog. I started to respond to you two or three times and gave up: I didn’t want to offend you if I mistook what you were saying. Or reveal my stupidity because I haven’t read War and Peace. You got me good. Real good. But only because I’m real stupid. I will avenge my tattered honor. Beware my preacher friend.
And thanks for the belly laugh. It felt good.