In life we experence, notice, spot things that are funny or interesting that we wish to share with others. Of course we often forget by the time we’ve met up with anyone worth sharing with.
But here, soo much of life is talked about that more often than not something one of us says will extract that little interesting fact from our brain, no batter how old or insignificant.
As a result all those interesting little things we wish to say get said and we feel momentarily satisfied. It’s a tiny folder we can close and file away in our brains. The key to happiness is tying up loose ends.
Or maybe it’s just me, and the amount of time I spend here :rolleyes:
One thing I’ve noticed is that Lobsang frequently posts (especially in MPSIMS) something that has never occured to me. And then once he’s posted it, whatever it is will gnaw at me forfreekin’EVER.
Lobsang is responsible for many sleepless nights and puzzled grimaces. (I mean that in a good way. Mostly.)
I’d lust after him too but he’s young and I’m not.
That said, there are many threads which have engaged me but to which I haven’t responded because other, more eloquent posters have got there before me.
The restaurant where we had the SFBay dopefest this Sunday had laminated cards on the tables describing the escape from Tibet of a refugee named Lobsang.
If only I could channel that energy into writing a Novel or something.
How did this thread get to be almost totally The Lobsang Thread™ anyway?! :dubious:
Maybe because in some kind of Discworld-esque Anthropomorphic way I might turn out to be the Straight Dope Message Board, and this thread is the first sign.
