A Portrait of the Artist as Oscar the Grouch

[old_cutter_john]

People whom I've encouraged here in cyberspace might not easily imagine it, but often when _wind_spirit_ and I are alone, I act all gloom and doom while she's all sweetness and light. It's what Eric Berne called a pastime. It keeps us entertained, and today we manufactured a conversation that seems worth sharing

Comments

[anais_pf]

You two are so cute.

[froganon]

Yet the important thing is that both of you had a nice day of walking up the top of the ridge and the next important thing is that yas made it up there!

Maybe Oscar the Grouch needed a cookie? Oh wait, who was that who ate the cookies all the time...

~ wanders off to find out ~

Great to read you!

[old_cutter_john]

It was Cookie Monster.

When we were on the lower trail, where we expect to meet people, we met a couple walking two dogs that looked surprisingly like Blondie and Maia, though the one that looked like Blondie was obviously younger. (It was carrying a pine cone when first we met.) Strange synchronicity. Or something like that.

[froganon]

That's kind of cool. Blondie probably has cousins of various degrees all over!

[lorelei_sakti]

Haha, I laughed out loud in the middle of the gym while I was reading this. You two are awesome. Keep it up.

[angiereedgarner]

This sounds lovely. I think it would be fun to trade off Grouching and Pollyanning. :)