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Yes! I did yesterday after you spanked me. I posted it... did you see?

Not yet I came in here first to complain about all the fracking snow !!!!! We're knee deep in the damn stuff Ron had a meeting tonight that's been cancelled. I expect the main roads are open but they don't do ours as we are side roads. Ron had to clear a path for me to feed the birds this morning.

I was reading what you were saying about where you can work best and for me it's on my own which I think is another throw back to my childhood. Getting away on my own to read read read plus I never learnt really how to interact around other people. Home life was walking on thin ice and school was horrendous because I was too clever and not tough enough to fit in and so got terribly bullied there too. I still crave praise it's that old paranoia thing
 
okay, I've spent much of this morning rethinking how to better get across what I mean, and maybe by the evening I'll be ready to try again. I'm thinking of going back and accounting for Context. For example, the Internet is its own context. Right?
 
And doesn't the internet context favor the fulfilling of expectations and disfavor what goes outside whatever those expectations are at any given time for any given person?
 
Is the Internet its own context?

Well, yes and no. i guess it depends on how you define context. If we were robots or similarly perpetually neutral, the Internet would definitely be its own context.

I don't think of context as strictly a form or function.. but also what each individual brings to the situation-- their expectations, attitudes, beliefs, values, etc. For example, if someone is often joking with me and they say something like, "Fuck you!" I'm likely to take it as a joke. But if I take it as an insult, I'm probably guilty of taking it out of context. See what I mean?
 
yeah I see what you mean there: see, we've bantered back and forth enough by now, that if you came along and said, "Tim, shut the fuck up, fuck you" and I'd probably nod and laugh and say "okay, thanks, I needed that." But someone else coming along with whom the back and forth banters have not developed as ours, and they say the same thing, "fuck you, shut the fuck up" I'll more likely respond with my own "fuck you too, fuck off, don't fucking listen if you don't fucking like it... change the fucking channel, fucking prick." Or something like that. Or, on my valentine's submission, someone who I don't know gives it a four and then provides a detailed collegiate-style critique, I'm like, "whatever, that's nice" but you, You, could've given me a one and written out a huge thesis why and it might've stung a little, but I would've quickly recovered and realized you just didn't know what you were talking about... and I may have attempted to enlighten you... but I wouldn't have taken that one as a personal indictment on my right to exist as a living being the earth, which is my overall interpretation when the same comes from strangers. I would still buy you a drink and we'd end up having a laugh over the whole episode. If this makes sense...
 
I was just outside, chopped some wood, the dog wandered around and sniffed the tracks in the snow... and I remembered something. Funny, because it just popped up.

Back when I did my local bar rag, whose life depended on local businesses taking out ad space, one of my duties entailed checking out new businesses, say a restaurant, maybe they'd take out ad space, I'd make a mention of them, that everybody should go and support them. Stuff like that.

Well, one time this guy opened up a pizza place. I was informed of it and him, and that he'd read and liked what I did and might just be an advertising candidate. So I go and see what's up and a terrible predicament developed almost immediately. The guy with the new pizza shop turned out to be one of the nicest people I'd ever met, and his enthusiasm was almost infectious. I think he did take out a couple weeks of ads. He was the sort you wanted to see succeed. The positive sort of personality the world can never get enough of.

But there was one small problem with all this: his pizza sucked. I knew, if he didn't address that issue he wouldn't be in business very long. Now, someone else would not have experienced the inner agonies I did: how to get across that you honestly and genuinely and deeply like the person and wish them nothing but the best in life and you could see a really rich friendship developing, and also tell them their pizza sucks. But I had a hard time with it.

I forget exactly how I handled it. I think I tried to suggest he go ahead and hire someone who knew how to make good pizza. And I think I was pretty diplomatic about it, but if I recall correctly I still didn't succeed very well. Neither did he. He didn't take my advice and hire someone who knew how to make better pizza, and he didn't last long. And so another of the world's few genuine nice people fails at a business... what's new.
 
So... this is what happens when I leave the room, huh?

LOL

UYS, I thoroughly enjoyed your curtail sonnet, but there were some problems with it. If you would like to try it again, I could help you... maybe you'd like to try it here instead of the workshop thread. We might have some success with getting hmmnmm's input...
;)
 
We might
except I couldn't give
poetic input
mainly manly input.
 
also, somehow and sometime between inputs
that wonderful theme of penetration never came to completion
and since yesterday a lovely vehicular means to deliver a point
about the internet context has been sitting in the driveway;
the driver does not appear impatient
but I'm running out of coffee and donuts
 
So... this is what happens when I leave the room, huh?

LOL

UYS, I thoroughly enjoyed your curtail sonnet, but there were some problems with it. If you would like to try it again, I could help you... maybe you'd like to try it here instead of the workshop thread. We might have some success with getting hmmnmm's input...
;)

sure if you want ....... I gave up asking in the proper thread because nobody answered about the blank verse, can't remember how to change it once it's up though
 
sure if you want ....... I gave up asking in the proper thread because nobody answered about the blank verse, can't remember how to change it once it's up though

what was your question? The last I remembered you said something like oh I forget it I am just posting the thing.....
:)

Are you still looking for input? You are WAAAAY ahead of me in the contest, I have not even read about blank verse yet let alone make my own attempt, but will try to read ahead to help you if you need it.

What forms do you feel the most comfortable with? Maybe I can get some pointers from you, this is hard!:eek:


ps if you want to change a poem you already submitted, do this:


Submit a new poem. Use the SAME title except add the word EDIT to the end of it.

Put the edited version in the submission box like normal.

Write Laurel a nice little not in the NOTES box asking her to kindly replace the old version with the new.

Good luck!
 
sure if you want ....... I gave up asking in the proper thread because nobody answered about the blank verse, can't remember how to change it once it's up though

All you do is post the edited poem with the same title with "edited" after the title and PM Laurel to let her know.
 
ah, another attitude venom emissary strikes, but little did they know the winter sky is edibly blue, and the venom has been rendered impotent. Next?
 
The Society of Persons Who Hate Hmmnmm's Prose has apparently increased its membership today :) and you know I try to retain a close relationship with Humility, but this sort of success (and without even trying very hard) does challenge that relationship because one can't help but entertain a fantasy of such a Society becoming a global phenomenon.
 
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The Society of Persons Who Hate Hmmnmm's Prose has apparently increased its membership today :) and you know by I try to retain a close relationship with Humility, but this sort of success (and without even trying very hard) does challenge that relationship because one can't help but entertain a fantasy of such a Society becoming a global phenomenon.

Is your Valentine's entry being trolled?

Mine only spent about 24 hours above 4.0. Since then, it has been well below my usual scores.

One has to wonder. Slap me if I sound too cynical. But, when you check the score of a story.. and compare it to the comments.. and the results are incredibly conflicting.. see where I'm going with this?

At one point I had 11 comments.. two 4's and nine 5's, 26 votes, and a score of 3.98.

Suspicious, don't ya think?
Am I sounding like BFW?
:cattail:
 
sorry... did I darken the rainbow and kill the unicorn with that one?

wouldn't you be suspicious of false fronts?
 
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