It was Linda that told me that every time she reads my blog she imagines that it is Tom Bodett talking. You remember him. He does those commercials for Motel 6 which makes you chuckle every time you hear them. I've never considered being a Tom Bodett but the more I thought about it the more I liked the notion.
The Web Site for Tom Bodett. I think I have a new mission -- read what Mr. Bodett has written. I think I have another mission too -- I somehow need to get a barn.
I guess we all at one time or another find people that we want to latch on to. Ever since I read All I Really Need To Know I Learned in Kindergarten I thought it would be pretty neat to be Robert Fulghum.
Mr. Fulghum thinks simply. He just observes and comments but does so with a keen imagination that speculates on why and what if and speaks of the wonder of humankind, and does so with humor and grace. I like the humor and grace part. I've read all of his essays.
But it was Donna who said that while she accepted Linda's comment of my Tom Bodettishness, she thought me more of a comic. Now this threw me into a bit of a tizzy because I have never considered myself a comic. I mean when I think of comedy the first person that comes to mind is Rita Rudner. She is my favorite because she never seems like she is trying to be funny but is. She has also written books. I think if I wanted to be a comic I would want to be her, which when you ponder this, is a strange thing for me to be thinking.
The name of my blog is Gently Said and I won't provide a link so you will have to figure out where it is by yourself. I picked that title because I want readers to understand that when they land here they won't find much about politics or the issues of the day or strong editorials on what you should think or believe. There is much commentary on that and I simply have no more to contribute. I think the only time I ventured into expressing a strong opinion was my foray into Wind Farms and even then I attempted to be a little caustic like Tom Bodett and with humor and grace like Robert Fulghum with some cutesy dialogue like Rita Rudner. When people accidentally find themselves in my blog it is my hope that when they leave they will have a smile on their face and nod a little when they can identify with some of the thoughts. A pleasant place, I hope.
What happens when you combine the a little tiny dab of Tom and a smidgen of Robert and a pinch of Rita and four gallons of Jerry?
I have to fess up. The picture is a few years old -- it's called putting your best face forward.
Here's hoping you have a scrumptious holiday weekend. We'll leave the light on for ya'.