Monday -Leave a Comment

Saying for the Day: Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more
It is “Leave a Comment Monday” and the day before my 800th blog.
I will, however, not allow that to detain me from my self imposed mission of translating old sayings into the internet age. Here is today’s group.

1. Make comments while the sun shines
2. Man does not live by comments alone
3. Man of few comments
4. Mark my comments

5. May as well comment, I can't dance
6. Mighty blogs from little comments grow
7. Mind your own comments
8. Misery loves comments

9. Comments don't grow on trees
10. Comment follows comment
11 . More comments than Carter has little liver pills
12. Neat as a comment



13. Never to old to comment
14. No man can lounge into comments
15. No need to reinvent the comment
16. Not fit to hold a comment

17. O ye, of little comment
18. Off his comments
19. Oh how time fly's when you are leaving comments
20. On a wing and a comment

Now you can leave a nice comment. Tomorrow I will repost my first post . In place of the News from Pigeon Falls I will repost the very first Pigeon Falls reference. I know you can hardly wait but you have no choice.

@@@@ News from Pigeon Falls– the little town in my garage where the trains still run, dragons fly, and sleep can be dangerous.– Usually this is an exciting and joyful time in Pigeon Falls. It is a time when plans are being made for the Pigeon Festival, the Liar’s Club is planning its next big contest, girls are running for Pigeon Queen, and people are watching for the White Rabbit. But this year there is a sense of doom in the air. People are afraid to go to sleep. They are afraid of “The Dream”. They are afraid of the Blue Plaque. They believe if they die in the dream they will die in real life.
Some are saying that when they return to the dream they should give Petrovich the gold he wants to protect them. In The Dream he is a wizard and says he has magic power.
In the meantime Petrovich is working on some hard to translate dribblets that might hold the key to all of this. Then again they might not. They do have something to do with dreams in the city of the birds. But if Petrovich doesn’t hurry it will be too late. The Dream seems to come every Saturday.
People are so upset that plants are getting planted they are simply wilting in garages all over Pigeon Falls.
Eino says the whole thing is nonsense. We aren’t going to die because of some stupid dream. It is not logical.
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Today's Link- Anji Patchwork-Some thoughts on child raising or escaping from child raising. Leave a Dr. John in the comment.
I visited blogs in the morning. I watched my soaps. I cleaned up the office and got Betty's old computer ready to move. Then I read so more blogs. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA