Forum

This post is generally in response to some comments that I have gotten over the course of my blogging life.
In a way, I wish my blog could be a sort of forum, Bonnie. But then I fear that you might steal the show and if you quickly scroll to the top of the page, you will find that these are the Los GEMELES Adventures. No just tricking, no one can STEAL my blog, only enhance it. I do wish that I could respond to people's comments so that everyone could see. I suppose I could comment myself, but then I would be commenting on all of my entries and that seems a little excessive.
So, Laura, I like you too. I also really like saying your last name.
Kenny, Ronaldo is pretty darn sweet, I wish I could handle a soccer ball like him. Thanks for sharing that link!
Dave, you don't comment. . . in fact, I don't even know if you read this, but it only seems natural to mention you if I mention Kenny. So, thanks for finding that article about drinking water and I will continue to say: let's not let it be a year again before we see each other.
Emma, you will note that most people who comment on my blog (excluding Erin, again), do not attend Dartmouth. This might say something about our school. I am not sure.
AshLAY, I like saying your first name. Someday we shall sit around a fire while I recount the Disney story. I like your hair too.
Christine, I am not sure what to say to you for once. . . this is a surprise since between the two of us we rarely seem to run out of words.
Alexis, I see you all the time, I don't need to write anything to you here, but you are remembered!
Erin, please stop being sick. Please keep commenting on my blog. It makes it seem like we are almost near each other instead of on opposite coasts.
and finally, to my most frequent commenter
Bonnie, it sounds like thermo is driving you crazy. When you type thermo, I think thermos. Then I think of the lunches my mum packed me when I was a wee one. I also think of physics, and Kugland, and how he was about as old as we are now when he taught us. It showed. But I loved that class, even when people tried running through the walls. We drew some great comics. Oh dear, I must stop writing to you because it could go on for a while because now I am thinking of our French dialogues, and you know where that leads.