I have this insane notion that inanimate objects can have their feelings hurt. I know the very idea of things like toasters and bath sponges having feelings is rather mad, nevermind the concept of hurting them. But haven't children always attributed emotions to stuffed animals? So it has a grand tradition, right? I'm not just ready for a tinfoil hat, right?
Right?
Bueller? Bueller?
This explains why I have such an extensive bookmarks list. Favorites, as IE likes to call them. Some of them have been on my computer since it was made of stone and powered by hamsters. Sure, as they become dead links, going no where but the vast gobbling void of the net, I delete them.
After a proper funeral, of course. We're not all barbarians here.
Why all this babble about inanimates' emotions and Favorites frenzy?
Too damn much coffee first thing in the morning.
No, I've just decided to institute a new thingy (geez, techno speak makes me hot... thingy thingy thingy), to be entitled later, that will release upon you all My Favorites, one by one.
A twofold purpose: To share them with all visitors to the house that Cheese built, and to give "them" more ammo for the commitment hearing.
Now I have to go off and think of a clever name for it all.
Posted by LeeAnn at September 20, 2003 07:45 AMthe feeling is mutual. i have the feeling that everything has emotions and the sense of deep anguish if hurt. ok... i think i need a tin foil hat... too.. hee.. love your site came upon it by oldcatman! cool! :)
Posted by: maizzy at September 28, 2003 12:01 PM