Random Acts of Chat

ACT I

While my husband Danny drives us down the highway after our Valentine date, I wax philosophical. Philosophy is not one of Danny’s strong suits.  

Me: I wish I could get over the whole, “I want everyone to like me,” thing.

Danny: So do I.

Me: I bet I’m not the only writer who has friends that don’t understand. Like Dave Barry. I bet some people don’t like Dave Barry.

Danny: I don’t know. Dave Barry seems like a pretty likable guy.

Me: Yeah well, What about Erma Bombeck?

Danny: Isn’t she dead?

Me: Or Stephen King. I bet he gets all kinds of crap from some of his friends.

Both of us: Silent for a minute.

Me: Ponders other writers that may get hated on from time to time. Not expecting a sound from Danny since I figured he was thinking about one of the other “S’s” – sex or sports. 

Danny: What about Jesus? Some people didn’t like him.

Me: Oh my God! Of course! Jesus! I mean like, he was the son of God and he still had people in his life that hated on him. Why didn’t I think of Jesus? Duh. Of course he wasn’t a writer, but…

Danny: Laughing. Tears stream down his cheeks as he slows in the left lane. He was born with blocked tear ducts and it doesn’t take much to open the floodgates.

Me: Laughing. You’re slowing down.

Danny: Laughs hysterically. Doesn’t respond or speed up.

Me: Laughing: You have to speed up! We are going to get killed.

Danny: Laughing and wiping tears from his eyes and having a hard time catching his breath.  I can’t see.

Me: Laughing. Get it the right lane!

Danny: Still laughing. Frantically wipes tears with sleeve of his leather coat.  I can’t see to turn into the right lane.

Me: Jesus Danny! You are driving 40 miles per hour on the highway! We’re going to die!

Afterthought: We made it home, but are going straight to hell.

Danny laughing

ACT II

It’s Saturday morning and I am pouring my first cup of coffee while Danny reads the newspaper.

Me: I have to go to France to finish my book even if I have to go by myself for a couple of days.

Danny: There’s no way I am letting you go by yourself.

Me: Why?

Danny: Because you will get into trouble and I won’t be there to bail you out.

Me: I won’t get into trouble. Well, yeah, maybe….

Danny: You’re like a little kid. You would be like, “Oh wow! I think these people dressed in strange clothing look like fun. I think I will follow them down this dark alley.” You would find yourself in the deepest darkest place in France.

Me: Laughing. Like a little kid? Okay, maybe I am like that.

Afterthought: You better save your money Danny.

my new friends

Was Danny remembering this night in Downtown Los Angeles?

Can you remember your funny conversations?

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84 responses to “Random Acts of Chat

  1. Pingback: Two Jews and a Blonde or Partying in Downtown Los Angeles | Susie Lindau's Wild Ride

  2. You and Danny have a lot of fun together. I like that! Susie, you do need to go to France. I hope you saw on my blog that the tour I was doing has been cancelled but then the good news is that an even better women’s travel group is picking it up. I’ll keep you posted. Have you and Danny ever considered home exchange? We do them all the time and they have all been excellent experiences. In fact, we are spending a month in Nice this September and it’s an exchange. E-mail me if you want more info. It sure cuts down on the expense and is a fab way to feel like a local.

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  3. It’s interesting how we give more weight to the negative comment, no matter how many positives are on the other side. Good luck with the book, Susie. And after it’s published and you’re reading those reviews on Amazon, remember that there will always be some anonymous critic whose only goal is to tear down someone else’s work.

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    • Oh I think that’s what all of this is about. It’s to build up my Teflon coating!
      And you’re right about focusing on the negative comments or slights. I did talk to my daughter who took a business psych class last semester. She said that being accepted a natural part of being human and it’s in our DNA. Long ago it meant the difference between sitting near a warm fire and being eaten by a dinosaur!

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  4. That is so funny. I remember once I was driving with my sister and my mother on the highway, and we saw this woman/thing in another car who honestly looked like a ghoul. We couldn’t get away from her/it. Everytime we sped up, so did she/it. We changed lanes, so did she/whatever. We started screaming in the car and talking about dying on the highway because we were paying more attention to her/it/whatever than actual driving.

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    • I wonder what that was all about??? What if it was a ghoul in a car following you….. Hahaha! I can see where that would freak you out. Too bad it happened before cell phone photos… Glad you survived without an having an accident!

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  5. You’re funny. And I love road trips– I’d rather drive than fly any day. There’s something about the vibration of the steering wheel in his hands that loosens his mouth a little, isn’t there?

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  6. filbio

    Gotta love having a partner in life who has the same twisted sense of humor to make you laugh and cry while doing it!

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  7. Yeah, who wouldn’t like you, Susie?! Now Stephen King on the other hand….this was so cute, picturing you guys giggling and him crying. I love those moments though.

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    • Thanks Darla you are so sweet! I am a high energy girl! I remember driving my roommates nuts in college since I could burn the candle at both ends. I was waaaay too cheerful in the morning. Hahaha! Oh well…
      Danny hasn’t laughed that hard for a while. We both couldn’t breath! That is the best…

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  8. Haha… natural random convo indeed.

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  9. Ha! This was a great conversation. I like the fact that he was laughing so hard that he cried and he actually had to pull over. I’ve had a couple of conversations where I laughed so hard I cried, but it wasn’t while I was driving. But I did stumble and fall. :)

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    • Hahaha! Okay, that made me laugh! I love those outright belly-crunching, cheek-pinching, eye-squeezing laughs. They don’t happen often enough, but when they do they are the best!
      Thanks Guat!

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  10. “Random Acts of chat” – ha ha! Great name for this phenomenon.

    Did I ever mention that “I Am The Secret Love Child of Dave Barry and Erma Bombeck?” And that I have the post to prove it? http://pegoleg.com/2012/01/25/i-am-the-secret-love-child-of-erma-bombeck-and-dave-barry/ And that Dave Barry, his actual self, sent me an email after I sent him a copy of that post? I may have mentioned this once or twice or a bazillion times. So…Yeah.

    NObody better be not liking dear old dad around me.

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    • I think that I did read that! Good on you girl!
      He must have great dinner parties. Can you imagine? Everyone would want to sit next to him. I wish he would take over Andy Rooney’s job at 60 minutes. It would be hilarious!

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  11. Happy Birthday to me! I am at work laughing, not as bad as Danny.but kind of close. Let’s just say…we could never travel together because we are both too curious and trusting. This really gave me a BIG smile!

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  12. Funny funny! And who could not like/giggle (those are the same right?) along with you?

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  13. No more freeway conversations for you! That could have ended like the first act of Final Destination.

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  14. lol you have a great sense of humour Susie, it must be tough for Danny to keep straight face with all your witty replies..and yeah that last pic must have got him thinking lol
    We have these moments where someone says something and i burst into uncontrollable laughter, my poor man sometimes is in tough situations cos of my laughing fits

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    • Those fits are the best!
      We have a lot of fun around here and I so often try to remember the conversation later. This was a different sort of post for me, but fun to record for posterity anyway!
      Great to “see” you again my friend. I hope your toe is on the mend. OUCH!

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  15. This gave me a great laugh! Especially the photo at the end.

    Nia

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    • Glad I could make you giggle! We have these kinds of conversations all the time. This was an experiment in seeing if they would work as a blog post…
      I found that photo afterward! I guess that is damming evidence! Hahaha!
      Thanks Nia!

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  16. I wanna know why he was going forty on the freeway???? France, baby, sounds good. You are a terrific writer. What are you writing about and why do you have to go there to finish? I love this writing thing but I am just getting fired up, engines are idling and then taking turns around corners, really fast. yippee …

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    • You are Wild girl! Whoosh!
      Danny was laughing so hard he was crying and couldn’t see so he had to slow down. It was one of those laughing jags that just wouldn’t end…

      I am finishing up my paranormal thriller that takes place in Provence. I was there 12 years ago, but would love to see the area again before it gets published. Thank God for memories and imagination!

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  17. *awfully worried* Is there this rule about having to go to France to finish books? I didn’t know about it and …
    you see, I …
    well …
    … I’ve finished quite a few, right here! There, I’ve said it. Am I doomed?

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    • Nope. you are not doomed. Whew!
      I am finishing a paranormal fiction that takes place in Provence and I haven’t been since 2001. At this point, I am going to have to rely on my imagination and memories… and play the lottery!

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  18. I’ll go to France with you and we can get into trouble together.

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  19. Hey! I could go with you to Paris if you want. Then, we’d get in trouble together, sounds like a lot of fun! LOL!

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  20. Avoid dark alleys when you go to Paris. Or London. I’m pretty sure there’s a stadium full of people out there who don’t like me. Oh well.

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    • I like you Nelle!
      I don’t think it is possible to like everyone, but I also think we were raised with the notion that if we were nice to everyone they would respond in kind. That is hardly the case….
      I will try to avoid them and hope to have the temptation some day! Probably not this year. Dang!

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  21. Great post. Two thoughts: 1) I just bought a great book about branding yourself called The Power of Unpopular (how bland we would have to be if everyone liked us), and 2) That last pic reminds me of how I danced on stage to “Shake your bootie like a salt and pepper” with who we later figured out were quite possibly pimps in the French Quarter – gold teeth, feathers in their hats and all. Luckily my husband and friends were there to bail me out if needed.

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  22. I like you. You’re funny and manage to portray your husband as an equal partner and restraint (that doesn’t show in your posts) for your urge to explore without adult restriction. I mean that in a good way.

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  23. He’s right: you would get into trouble in France. You often get into trouble right here on this blog.

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  24. You may be the most likeable person on WordPress, Susie!

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  25. Who could possibly not like you, Susie?

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  26. Susie,
    You probably are never going to hear from those who don’t like you. It’s probably better that way too ! Loved the bottom pic on your post !
    Paul

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  27. we have young kids and the times we have funny conversations is when they aren’t around, or when i have my head on the pillow with one eye open and my wife wants to talk and I am just about gone… she gets mad at me and …. you know the rest of the story… it is rare we get a conversation in without being asked for money or permission, or both. that makes ‘em funny, too…

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    • I know exactly what you mean Clay! I do the same thing and then notice that Danny is snoring and not listening to a word I am saying! :)
      I wish I had written down some of the conversations I had with my kids and Danny years ago. I never dreamed I would be a writer!
      Thanks for reading! Happy Monday to you!

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  28. Danny does make sense – haha! Go, Susie!

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  29. Just had a weekend get away with my wife. I’ll recap the chat as we drove there and back. I drove, she slept.

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  30. As a compromise solution to your need to go to France to finish your book, and Danny’s insistence that you stay put in Colorado, I suggest you don a beret and nibble on a croissant as you work on it.

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  31. That was fun to read. What a great relationship you have. Why are you concerned about what anyone else thinks? I struggle with this all the time, but less than I used to. It has been my experience that there are just some people who don’t like you or what you do no matter what you do. No matter if you are Stephen King, (from Maine) or Jesus. When I am happiest I give no regard to what others think about me or what I write, when I am not it is because I am worried about what “they” think. Stay out of dark alleys, nothing good can happen there. :-)

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  32. I like you. And that’s all matters, babe. Trust me. ;)

    We always have funny conversations. The best are where he’s talking about one thing and I’m talking about the other and confusion reigns. Confusion reigns a lot in our house. :)

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    • I know exactly what you mean! It happens a lot with Danny and I since I rarely name the subject. I just jump into the pronoun and start referring to “it” and he won’t know what the hell I am talking about! I think it comes from living with my sister for such a long time. She and I speak “shorthand!”
      Thanks so much for your friendship CC!

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  33. “Me: I wish I could get over the whole, “I want everyone to like me,” thing.”

    Man this was close to home.. I dont know what it is… but I would give off my right arm to anyone. I realize that my writing isnt for everyone.. that’s fine.. but its when my son’s waitress talks behind my back about me and it’s like’why doesnt she like me?”
    I say go to France where no one cares and finish your book with a joie to vivre.

    and you;re jesus did love me… but not everyone else liked him and he dealt with it like a rock star..:)
    HUGGGGGGGGGG

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    • Hahaha! Right on Linda!
      It is so weird how that one person, comment, or slight can hurt! But laughing about it really does help! Jesus did handle it like a rock star and he did, literally, in Jesus Christ Superstar!
      I would love to go to France. I would have to win a trip at this point!
      Thanks Linda! I’ll always have your back!

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  34. Here’s the most recent funny conversation: Hubby and I went to a fabulous bed and breakfast on Friday night with another couple: old friends we’ve known for over 20 years. Upon checking in, I said we had a room reserved — for 4. You should have seen the clerk’s face. ;) We had two rooms. I don’t know why that slipped out quite like that.

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  35. Hi Susie,

    Those laughing fits are so random. They happen most often to me during talks with my daughters. In my case, my daughters usually have no idea why what they just said cracked me up.

    As for everyone liking you, the numbers are probably in your favor. There’s no need to worry about the few who may not. They’ll come around.

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    • I know. It’s so dumb since I don’t like everyone either! It just was one of those conversations that had us laughing for a long time.It was one of those jags where our faces hurt afterward! Those are the best!
      Thanks Ray!

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