George has not been happy with some of my recent blogging activity.
"That was really mean spirited, what you wrote about my friends."
"What was mean about that? I said they were lovely people."
"Yeah, lovely people you usually like."
"Well I usually like you, too. And I didn't use any names. They don't even know I have a blog, so why should they care? Besides, it wasn't my fault they were annoying."
"You're annoying."
(Insert picture of me sticking my tongue out and looking petulant.) "And anyway, I was nice to them while they were here. I just trashed them later in print, which is perfectly acceptable behavior for a writer. Everyone knows that. Look at Truman Capote & Gore Vidal."
"A writer?" (Insert picture of George smirking, and me looking indignant.)
"Ok then, a blogger. It's perfectly normal for a blogger to release his or her frustrations in his or her blog entries. "
"Honey, you're no blogger, and that's not blogging you've been doing lately. What you do should be called blitching. And that makes you a blitch."
Well, if the pump fits....
3 comments:
Blitch is too kind a word,
Blastard, Blaww hole, Blerk
to name a few. Why do people feel so free to express themselves in writing, don't they realize that when you put it in writing it's permanent?!!!
Hi George,
You didn't want to use the "Poor George" profile you created earlier today?
Now boys...play nice.
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