Legion World Forums LEGION OUTPOST Mission Monitor Board I must confess:

Thanks.

That's sweet.

I don't think I had a crush on any of my teachers, though my grade school music teacher, Mrs. Curnutt, appeared in my dream once.

Not so much "sweet" as "I was the kid who acted out and always did weird stuff."

I often used to try and make myself throw up in the bathroom because I just wanted to go home.

I used to chase the girls around and try to kiss them. In fact, I did kiss a few of them. I, I'm deeply ashamed of the way I acted.

I must confess:

Even though I love the Peanuts comic strip like no other, I think the Peanuts animated cartoons are terrible. By robbing Snoopy of his ability to make his thoughts known to the audience, the character was done a tremendous disservice.

On the other hand, there are lots of blokes who agonise about never having taken the opportunity to kiss the person they wanted to. Going by what I've listened to over the years, it's a pretty big group.

Yeah but it's like, I robbed them of their choice and I ruined their first kisses.

Sarky--as long as you're not doing it now, everything's a'right!

Sarky, that's what kids do. Don't worry about all the hysteria you see these days, kids are real. If they'd had a real problem with it, you'd have heard about it.

It's so kid like, there's even a nursery rhyme...

Georgie Porgie, Puddin' and Pie,
Kissed the girls and made them cry,
When the boys came out to play
Georgie Porgie ran away*.

Besides, that's not even a first proper kiss.

Remember kids: If you beat yourself up too much, you'll spoil all the fun for your partner in your relationship.


*there is presumably a more PC version of this out there now, where Georgie expresses, as he runs, that he is in no way discriminating against any particular sexual preference or gender.

I love my wife.

...I've been telling my puns over at Callahan's Crosstime Saloon on facebook. Punster's paradise.

...things may be looking up.

I'll enthusiastically follow someone online while they're working on a commission or a request, but then after they finish it I don't often keep up with them.

Also, I made a big deal about being there for a tumblr user who seemed to be going through a lot of stuff. But I haven't checked their blog in days and after finally looking at it now, it's just white except for a donation button.

I confess that my genuine interest in people, especially when conversing, has often been mistaken for flirting. A friend of mine in college used to call me an incorrigible flirt because apparently I have a way of making people feel so special that they think I'm into them. But often I'm just being genuinely friendly.

People I know are downright suspicious of that level of interest. Having said that, I much prefer talking to people who aren't already living in the world of Me Me Me* so that you can actually have a conversation. I much prefer listening to other folks. I already know the stuff about me.


*A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away the self important planet of Me Me Me was used as target practice by the Death Star. Fragments of the planet would spread throughout the universe. One landed on Earth, where people had previously been quite happy staying quiet for more than five minutes at a time.

I have a friend who used to compete for Facebook likes. He knew all the right times to post a photo to maximize the number of likes he'd get.

I just had lima beans for breakfast, and they were terrific!

Power Boy is actually the long pined for Superboy "Robot" built in a basement after some Legion Worlders got a tiny bit space-shitfaced one night.

That Apokolips stuff ... total post crisis space-hogwash.

Peebz is a robot? That casts a lot of things in a whole new light.

... I miss my college friends

Is Peebz the first ever HOMME BOT!


... Even robots hate doing dishes.

I guess that explains the rock-hard abs and the chiseled chest.

... I hate doing leg exercises, unless they're part of full-body ones.

...my favorite Chicago album is "Chicago 17".

I love Five Seconds of Summer's "HEY EVERYBODY"... Duran Duran rip-off and all.

...Miracles by Jefferson Starship was the most beautifully dirty song I've ever heard.

I love "Miracles", too, Rick.

I must confess, I even like Marty Balin's solo ballad, "Hearts."