tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968186400753903801.post2282688272005603528..comments2023-06-12T07:27:45.243-07:00Comments on Jots & Tittles: Lacks Any Real Pizzaz . . .Genehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477478722994821078noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968186400753903801.post-67091467731671351502012-05-01T15:22:12.491-07:002012-05-01T15:22:12.491-07:00Ah well, Anthony, I must report to you that the ru...Ah well, Anthony, I must report to you that the rumble in my belly stems from an overly peppered breakfast of 5 small batter-fried fish fillets, not from passion.<br /><br />Thanks for the thought provoking comments.Genehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15477478722994821078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968186400753903801.post-88551882614501671842012-05-01T09:31:40.411-07:002012-05-01T09:31:40.411-07:00Damn, Gene! Until you planted a photo of Jack Paar...Damn, Gene! Until you planted a photo of Jack Paar here on your dispassionate website (Or are you an unpassionate fellow? And why the heck does this online dictionary not recognize the un-variety?). But back to Jack. I didn't realize he lived so long a life. Must have been all that passionate crying he did in front of the camera. I liked the Paar man well enough back in the day. You know, the vulnerable MAN before men were allowed to be vulnerable. And although I can't recall any specific conviction he expressed, he impressed me as a shade to the left of the Prosaic Tribe of white guys, if not exactly poetic. So why did you post his photo here? Just a matter of date, or do you hold certain passionate convictions about Jack Paar? And have I managed to piss you off enough by filling up your Internet Cloud Space -- which is a lot like buying a condominium when you think about it -- with my blather that you might detect the beginning of a passionate rumble in your belly? And cheesus, Kate Smith was one big mama! Love, AVTAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com