The perfect comment? Does it exist? Here are some of my imperfect comments deconstructed.
Great post! Great pix! Great philosophy! Meaning: I haven’t got the hang of blogging, I’m still into post-cards.
Loved your photo of the Grand Canyon. The white dot in the corner is in fact a 1997 Harley Davidson, the one with the power-operated kickstand. Meaning: I am unaware of natural beauty and am fixated on steel things that go broom-broom.
(0) Meaning: I am an inoffensive wading bird. I have left a footprint soon to washed away by the tide. Plus a neat pile of waste products. I shall now fade away.
My grandson Zach… Meaning: They’ll never love me but they may love him.
In 1947, when we ate stewed pebbles twice a week for lunch… Meaning: Deprivation and old age – an unbeatable plea for sympathy.
Your post about Barbara Cartland’s views on chivalry didn’t go far enough. You will remember in Ulysses when Bloom meets Dedalus… (Five hundred words later) … which goes to prove Joyce’s pre-eminence. Meaning: It’s been five weeks since I reminded people I’ve read Ulysses.
Ca va sans dire. Meaning: If you’ve got it, flaunt it.
Rebutting this thesis, Heidegger said… Meaning: Even if you haven’t got it, flaunt it.
The bottle was a touch pricey at… Meaning: Flaunt it in another way.
The pouches under my eyes… Meaning: I’m so self-effacing.
I banged my head on the beams inside. Meaning: But I’m physically impressive.
Sunday, 6 November 2011
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