tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post2676881939691395349..comments2023-05-04T08:08:39.681-05:00Comments on rainbow motel: A Swing and A Miss: Failed Blogposts I Never Actually Wrote Concerning Embarrassing Stuff I'd Rather ForgetRainbow Motelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181387926946193981noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-70823481764108293802013-07-26T10:24:12.889-05:002013-07-26T10:24:12.889-05:00Awesome!
Telling Mr. Shawshank that you were movi...Awesome!<br /><br />Telling Mr. Shawshank that you were moving was really pretty brilliant. I'm with the rest of the gang ... we need more details on this story.<br /><br />As for Seventeen ... were you at all comforted by an adult reaching out to you to validate your situation? Or was it just more "And this is how my ulcer begins?"<br /><br />Really, we need more detail on all these stories. Painful to live through: sure. Excellent tales many years after the fact: you betcha.Becky Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351322716749475996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-46816228039538405982013-07-21T01:37:31.675-05:002013-07-21T01:37:31.675-05:00Sometimes when you think about the stupid stuff yo...Sometimes when you think about the stupid stuff you did, you really start to worry about your kids--because if YOU did stuff that stupid, what are they up to ?!Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-27757308126055848902013-07-20T12:38:46.761-05:002013-07-20T12:38:46.761-05:00Actually, Nancy, my mother still does not know abo...Actually, Nancy, my mother still does not know about the letter from Seventeen. Providence was with me on the day that letter came. It could have been during summer when we were outside playing when the mail arrived and so kids got there first. Or maybe at Christmas when we monitored the mailbox so closely for the arrival of any and all Chrisgmas cards. I kept that letter in the bottom of my junk drawer as I thought about a way to dispose of it. I finally burned it in the fireplace, if memory serves. Same place I permanently got rid of my teenage journals. All three loose-leaf paper folders of drama and teen confusion. As for Mr. Shawshank, I believe armed robbery was his game. After an exchange of four or five letters I was suddenly struck with the enormity of my stupidity. I think I wrote him and said we were moving. All of us. My entire family. And then stopped writing. I never heard from him after that.Rainbow Motelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14181387926946193981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-3321581897755209692013-07-20T12:37:59.587-05:002013-07-20T12:37:59.587-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Rainbow Motelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14181387926946193981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-91688471089685404762013-07-20T09:43:10.386-05:002013-07-20T09:43:10.386-05:00The white pants story was like one of those showin...The white pants story was like one of those showing-up-at-school-naked dreams that I STILL have a couple of times a year. I love the pink panty detail. Don't feel bad about being last; acute embarrassment will definitely affect your time.<br />Like all good stories, your Seventeen saga and your Dear Mr. Shawshank tale left me wanting more. Did your mom make you show her the letter from the magazine?? What happened after that?? And did Papillon ever contact you when he was released? What was his crime? Did you send him a photo?? Seriously, I need more details on both those stories. They should be your next blogs.Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02563368509158796236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-26891196876748022752013-07-18T19:59:46.815-05:002013-07-18T19:59:46.815-05:00The Seventeen story is great! I'm impressed t...The Seventeen story is great! I'm impressed that they sent you a personal response. I bet they got a lot of mail themselves.Patience_Crabstickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16860012969550268614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-2880048358578116482013-07-18T01:26:47.690-05:002013-07-18T01:26:47.690-05:00I've always set such lofty goals for myself du...I've always set such lofty goals for myself during summer vacations. Home projects. Writing (articles for publication, my novel, my screenplay, my television show pitch, my lesson plans for all of next year). Fitness boot camp/yoga make-over. Starting a garden. I've been on vacation for six weeks and the only good thing I can say about my free time is that I've never before been this good at pissing it away with nothing to show.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-81843260346393431032013-07-17T12:29:18.604-05:002013-07-17T12:29:18.604-05:00I honestly don't know how any of us recovers f...I honestly don't know how any of us recovers from our teenage years. Especially thirteen and fourteen, which for me, at least, were horridly confusing and angsty and full of awkwardly dramatic missteps. I assuage myself by firmly believing they make us better teachers and mothers.Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559159676398284756.post-50931331648957995532013-07-17T10:00:54.790-05:002013-07-17T10:00:54.790-05:00 I never wear white pants ever either.
The Sevent... I never wear white pants ever either. <br />The Seventeen story deserves publication.<br />And you deserve a summer of peace.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com