Comments on: tiny voices & now say rhinoceros

By: Keith

Keith — Sun, 21 Nov 2004 14:11:21 +0000

I completely understand the “making the career of insomnia” thing… there have been many nights when I’m wide awake at 2am or so Pacific Time (Pacific Time! Who the hell do I call at 2am PT? Not even my friends on the East Coast are up then) and I feel so very alone in the world. Unfortunately, last Thursday’s “get the fuck out of my way mood” couldn’t be defused en route to work because I was in the car listening to angry music the whole way and then had to deal with a jackass at work — I had to wait until one of my co-workers showed up with her chihuahua. And it wasn’t even the chihuahua that defused me — it was the way one of my other co-workers reacted to it, acting all maternal and talking to it in a baby voice, that finally made me crack a smile.

By: lux

lux — Sun, 21 Nov 2004 04:44:13 +0000

I used to babysit an adorable two-year-old with a mess of curly blonde hair and huge blue eyes. When we were bored I would start asking her what sounds different animals make. It was endless entertainment for both of us. I would also ask her how old she was, because she always insisted she was three. I’d try to catch her off-guard, but she always answered “three” without the slightest hesitation.

By: joe

joe — Sun, 21 Nov 2004 02:21:58 +0000

To the loathing of some of your critics I am sure I just wanted you to know that you inspired yet another blog, one that attempts to immulate a style that is more personal than political or pop culture topical. One day I hope to be as good at this blog thing as the oh so dreamy Miss Fish.

By: Brian

Brian — Sun, 21 Nov 2004 02:12:58 +0000

I am a minor league commentator on my own life compared to the finesse and insight you use to frame your own experience. I just want to give you one more kudos on your website. I am male, 28 and neurotic myself. And though I’m not a fish chasing a bicycle (perhaps a bicycle chasing a fish instead?) I too am afraid of the dark, gush over baby laughter, and find solace in knowing some experiences know no bounds in terms of being able to “relate.”

By: Kelly Fisher

Kelly Fisher — Sun, 21 Nov 2004 00:55:07 +0000

That story is so heart warming and its made me smile so much…my godson is the best and my favourite thing is when he opened his birthday present and giggled as he made it go up and down the hall by remote control…and then put the ribbon on his head and made us take photos…