When speaking with another I sometimes put
my own meaning into the others words.
And sometimes it turns out other than intended,
maybe intruding into a Fourth Dimension:
A reporter was interviewing a woman on her hundredth birthday. She seemed an extraordinarily vivacious sort of person who delighted in recalling her past. She had lived from the age of the covered wagon to the age of the supersonic jet, and she seemed eager to describe it all.
When the interview was over she still seemed eager to talk, so the reporter tried to think up some question that would keep the conversation going. “Have you ever been bedridden?” he asked.
“Oh dear, yes,” she said with a slight blush, “dozens of times. And twice in a haystack.”
(in Deviant Art)
Yesss, another De Mello,
"The Heart of the Enlightened"
page 118
snort....hay makes me itch a bit but....
ReplyDeleteand thats my name up there...ha
:)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laughter...i needed that Steve!!
ReplyDeleteLove this!! :-)
CARRIE BURTT!
ReplyDeleteWell Carrie, this was copied just for YOU then.
Also a short joke now and then gives me some breathing time. Thanks!
COLLEEN!
:) sometimes means more then 500 words. Thanks!
BRIAN!
So long as you don't acquire hay FEVER!
Yes, your name is up there. Sorry I didn't ask, it won't happen again, got carried away! It will be down in 5 minutes.
PEACE?
Smiles!! Very funny.
ReplyDelete::eye roll::
ReplyDeleteMAGPIE!
ReplyDeleteThank you. Next will about a real joke--ME! Maybe.
KRISTIN!
::eyes rolling back:: I love your serious blog posts, really. Felt like posting a 'nothing' one today...Hugs
You...
ReplyDeleteJust LOL
And love that picture- I really do. it's like a mixture of my grandmother and myelf in 30 years...