The Goddess and GUBU: Square Dancing at the Triple GGG Ranch

[GoatGal]

"Looks like the square dance is gonna be going late tonight, Pardners!

"Guess GUBU is hitting the old moonshine bottle and getting' all playful with this Goat Gal by using that thar newfangled contraption y'all refer to as the TEXT MESSAGING!"

"I stepped away from the campfire for an itty bitty moment and my E-Lect-TRONIC DE-vice lit up like a Lightnin' Bug with his haunches a-flamin!"

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H had texted me the sad news about Mike from the PBS radio program "Car Talk" dying today at age 71. (We were always fans, listened every weekend ever since we got together. Old cars, dontcha know.)

My first response was "Sh*t. Didn't know that. How sad. End of an era."

H: "Complications from Alzheimers"

Me: "And so bright. Must have been a terrible blow to his family.'

Nothing for a couple hours, then this little GEM! (Humor? Really?)

H:"Who are you? Did you eat Goat Gal??? "A terrible blow...etc..."
SHE would never say that... GN"

(Guess that means Good Night)

I was just sitting there with my mouth hanging open.
I mean, it's hard not to try and analyze this stuff!
I know it's just more craziness, but bear with me. It's like a puzzle, and I love puzzles!

1. He thinks he's got me pigeon-holed as someone who would NEVER SAY "terrible blow to his family!"
What an incredibly odd and out-of-character choice of words for someone who is so wordy and a real mistress of the oddly turned phrase and convoluted metaphor. (NOT!!!)
He thinks he knows me so well!
You guys wouldn't bat an eye, would you?

BI-ZARRO!!!

2. He thinks I'm still one way, some way, that he does or doesn't remember or want to remember, or the other way, or some other way he hasn't thought of yet, or

3. He doesn't like how I'm changing and he's trying to figure out what I'm up to, or

4. the moon is getting full (it is), or

5. He's HAMMERED and reaching out again.

I'm going with this last bit, lucky door #5!
(What did I win, Wonka? What did I win????)


Anyhow, I was tickled, so I responded: "Ummmm... I just did....?" (say that)

Purposefully vague and weirdly mirrors what he said.

Then I added: "I am a tapestry of many colors."
Oooohhhh.... Trippy!!!

(I wanted to say, "have a few more belts and get back to me. I can use some additional entertainment!" but I didn't.)

He writes back: "HA. HA. GN"

What a wack-job.

Guess this is his new phase of metamorphosis.
I am curious to see what form the next phase takes and if it creeps me out more than this particular manifestation.

---(G)GGG