tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post2535500387442814013..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: In The Arctic Scenechristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-57841961601087320552011-07-26T18:44:36.018-07:002011-07-26T18:44:36.018-07:00Ps. Quit feeling sorry for yourself. :) Yes, women...Ps. Quit feeling sorry for yourself. :) Yes, women are titillated by the bad boys. They make lousy life partners, though. Trust me. I've made that mistake more times than I can count.RachelWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18225401230724459199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-7029502966738470862011-07-26T18:42:13.483-07:002011-07-26T18:42:13.483-07:00I would never slap you around, Christopher. I prom...I would never slap you around, Christopher. I promise! Us northern women are hardy, but we have huge hearts. Me, or Jozien, either of us would be more likely to cook you a hot meal and see you settled comfortably by the woodstove so we could share our stories well into the long dark night.RachelWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18225401230724459199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-69681081518221782382011-07-24T19:52:11.059-07:002011-07-24T19:52:11.059-07:00*blush*
and also, sadness, because I don't ha...*blush*<br /><br />and also, sadness, because I don't have enough "bad boy" in me. Women like the bad boys better. There's no point in trying to deny it. What happens, a woman denies the bad boy thing, assures me I am desirable and then also assures me it's not her that's going to pair up with me....<br /><br />The actual woman is always someone else who hasn't yet showed up now some 2-1/2 years after I have lost my lover. And now in between there has been serious health changes that just makes the whole thing worse.<br /><br />Whine. :D I am okay with things as they are actually.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-34369292716887833112011-07-24T14:12:18.698-07:002011-07-24T14:12:18.698-07:00the hare and the poem and your comments make a won...the hare and the poem and your comments make a wonderful triad... it's so nice how you do this!Harlequinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04964772119118368322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-38383711742365868722011-07-22T11:24:21.409-07:002011-07-22T11:24:21.409-07:00Annie, the poem is playful. I am not sure the gam...Annie, the poem is playful. I am not sure the games are that young however. At least from this side of things I feel there is an erotic twist that might be a bit more adult, perhaps late adolescent. However, I am only one spectator among many. The poem stands alone and beyond me. Believe me I have never been rolled up in blankets or a rug in the snow and then slapped. It's all fantasy or reality for someone else but not for me. More's the pity.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-76323685473532350642011-07-22T11:18:32.650-07:002011-07-22T11:18:32.650-07:00That's a perfect example of a cryptic message,...That's a perfect example of a cryptic message, Who. In your comment, you have not spelled out what you are referring to in any direct way. I sort of know since it is a conversation we are having that started elsewhere, but no one else can possibly connect the dots here unless they<br />1. can and are following very closely all sites we are talking on and<br />2. they give a sh*t.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-88322506027722662122011-07-22T10:14:38.107-07:002011-07-22T10:14:38.107-07:00A rolled up rug boy :)
Tis poem sounds so young. ...A rolled up rug boy :)<br /><br />Tis poem sounds so young. Not just the boy reference. Maybe it is a childhood feeling of mine. I love that photograph!!Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-54684680774760677252011-07-22T00:17:14.313-07:002011-07-22T00:17:14.313-07:00not with words anyway, I can appreciate your sense...not with words anyway, I can appreciate your sense of humor Christopher, it's the ugly angry bullsh*t posts, but that is neither here nor there. I mean not here, but out there, there being the interwebbes.whohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17685473418191606910noreply@blogger.com