tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post7833454144337171891..comments2023-01-24T09:53:36.183-08:00Comments on Nem Liga: The Lamp Post Speaks to MeLylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03260672421125052182noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-18333480068202292272008-02-01T22:04:00.000-08:002008-02-01T22:04:00.000-08:00I read your posts as well, Lyle. I'm just a really...I read your posts as well, Lyle. I'm just a really crappy commenter.<BR/><BR/>I like that the lamp speaks to you. There is something very, very magical about Nebraska. It's a Cather thing.topher clarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13680856791698323760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-16848969270282482092008-01-30T11:24:00.000-08:002008-01-30T11:24:00.000-08:00Get psychiatric help.Get psychiatric help.C. Jane Kendrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480875440863002634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-71878581709668599112008-01-29T16:20:00.000-08:002008-01-29T16:20:00.000-08:00snow- that has got to be a sure fire way to break ...snow- that has got to be a sure fire way to break the ice.<BR/><BR/>may- ignoring it? that seems so rude. I don't think I could handle it if the lamp post started to cry.<BR/><BR/>pappy- do you think he'd talk to me for free?<BR/><BR/>sue- it was just a small black-n-white in the paper.<BR/><BR/>mammy- construction sites excite lippi too much. I doubt he'd make it to the pole.Lylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03260672421125052182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-55923816304126629762008-01-29T07:16:00.000-08:002008-01-29T07:16:00.000-08:00I think you should take Lippi along. If Lippi does...I think you should take Lippi along. If Lippi does the normal "dog thing" on the pole, you know the pole is foe. If Lippi leaves the pole be, you know it's a friend. THEN you can decide how to communicate with the pole.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-81398657950151632592008-01-29T07:09:00.000-08:002008-01-29T07:09:00.000-08:00I was going to say hug, but I really like snow fam...I was going to say hug, but I really like snow family's comment much better.<BR/><BR/>Is it too late to email me the obit of where I died? I would love to see the picture.<BR/><BR/>seesuegoatgmaildotcom<BR/><BR/>(wow when you type it out like that it looks like see sue goat.)sue-donymhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05157709722120704944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-24064631722623721752008-01-28T11:43:00.000-08:002008-01-28T11:43:00.000-08:00I think perhaps a visit with your local shrink is ...I think perhaps a visit with your local shrink is in order. Or maybe you may want to talk with Neil from "The Santa Clause", because at least he is used to talking to things that normally don't exist. :)<BR/><BR/>Actually, you needn't go to a shrink unless the whole parking lot of poles begin talking. Then you'll know you're having serious issues. (not that it has every happened to me.)Pappy Yokumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08890522243871405961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-28805588943862986092008-01-28T07:31:00.000-08:002008-01-28T07:31:00.000-08:00I think ignoring it would be the absolute best sol...I think ignoring it would be the absolute best solution.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03718756937746747529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17851835.post-47304804112511245922008-01-26T20:55:00.000-08:002008-01-26T20:55:00.000-08:00I can't help you on the medium by which you should...I can't help you on the medium by which you should communicate with the lamp post, but when you figure out how to communicate with it, I know what you should say: "hello lamp post. Whattcha knowin'? I came to watch your flowers growin'. Ain't cha got no rhymes for me? Life, my love, all is groovy!"Karen S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/17545265956628218192noreply@blogger.com