I got your trackbacks today. Oh, thank you so much. You were so generous. I’m not used to so many trackbacks. It was a little confusing at first, but I’m used to that. Confusion is a natural state for me. I’m a small-town girl.
Then I got to thinking about so many things. . .
Joe’s always talking about the time warp here at Successful-Blog. People often mistake me for someone else. Mixed-up links sometimes happen at Technorati, and there’s some current Internet “weirdnesses.” (What happens if net neutrality loses?) Heck, put them all together, and the whole thing makes sense. At least to me it does. It just took a while.
I wonder, is there a way to return trackbacks? I think you may have trackbacked the wrong person.
I think the person you meant to link is a few ages back and a few URLs over. Her name is the Queen of Sheba. Could that be it?
The title is what has me worried . . .
“Gotta Do the Dance” sounds more like the Queen of Sheba, . . . I’m betting she made people dance. whenever she wanted. They say she had an huge army (and hairy legs too.)
Dancing has always been optional at Successful-Blog. (Except for that once at 3 in the morning that we don’t talk about.) Folks can sit by the sidebar, sing all night, or dance ’til they drop. We once had a juggler. Mostly we swap links of weird pictures. I let the world turn without me telling it how to.
I’m just a saloonkeeper’s daughter.
People who hang out here are regular folks — except for the code-writing donkey and the moose who stops in now and then. Those two are special, but they don’t dance either — that I know of.
What I’m sayin’ is, if you wanna be an SOB . . . we don’t really dance much. I don’t want you to have the wrong idea. Well, Starbucker does, and Christine, and me — but that’s all I know of, at the moment.
Anyway, the Queen would probably agree that . . . .
the Successful and Outstanding Bloggers are the best standard for what an SOB should be now. The SOBs here are Successful and Outstanding People. (OK maybe the hairy-leg Queen has her own definition . . . I feel sure that Solomon would see things the way that I do.)
Phil has the best word for it — We’re all “Relationship Geeks.”
Aw, but then, you knew that . . .
Wait a minute. What was I thinking? You were just playing with me this whole time. Weren’t ya? 🙂
Like I said, confusion is a natural state for me.
Stop by the blog when you’re in this time warp. We’ve always got beverages and snacks in the sidebar, and pizza! Food’s free. Maybe you’ll hang out and talk a while. . . . get to know us. How about Tuesday at 7pm Chicago time?
A saloonkeeper’s daughter,
PS. Hope you don’t mind the link post. I got confused trying to turn on your comments. See ya’ soon, I hope. Dancing is optional or did I say that? 🙂