Wednesday, March 10, 2010

As far as playing jazz, no other art form, other than conversation, can give the satisfaction of spontaneous interaction.-Stan Getz

Confession

I'm a lurker. I lurk on several other blogs. I go in and read their posts and then panic and can't think of a good comment so I don't leave one (kinda like with answering machines).

What's worse is sometimes I read something that gives me an idea. Not stealing their idea you understand just, "that reminds me of this one time at band camp". Sometimes I will point that out but I don't want to keep saying, "something so & so said made me think of this" because then I feel like I'm beating people over the head with the other blogger but then I feel guilty that they didn't get the credit. It's like I'm having a conversation with someone but they aren't aware I'm talking to them.

3 comments:

leeann said...

You can steal my stuff if you want. I'm getting to the point that a week later I don't even remember writing it. Or sooner.... like this comment... huh... who are you and what are you doing in my kitchen?

Arwen said...

I feel the very same way!

Roses said...

I have nothing to add, but the word verification is "cakie", and I just wanted to be able to type it in. :)