When Great Minds Think Alike

The other day Susie, our friendly resident therapist, was delighted to receive a comment from none other than Rosie O'Donnell, or "ro," that is.

Did I mention that Susie is our friendly resident therapist? Just making sure, in case you missed that, because I'm here to tell you, as nice as Susie is, she is starstruck. In fact, she is so loopy over this that it is clouding her better judgment.

Case in point, she deleted a comment I made. Why? To tell you, I need to back up a little bit and tell this story just a little more linearly. The time line here is important. I'd sketch out a graphic of this for you, but it would take forever and I'm not up to it. Instead I'll provide some background and the email dance that ensued. Note that it's in the order as read, not as written.

As I read through my daily blogs the morning after what is now referred to (by Susie) as "The Rosie," I heard through the grapevine (grapevine = Circus Kelli's blog) that Rosie had visited. I headed over to catch up. I then posted a comment. It played on how Susie was now in the "IN" crowd, and could make things happen with Rosie's help, like get John Stamos to comment on Kalki's blog, or have Nadia (whom Rosie just met) get Constantine to comment on Cat's blog (holla to my ladies - I'm looking at for you!). All tongue in cheek, followed up with a "just kidding" and a mention of my brushes with fame (Adam Curry at the George Michael concert, my father).

Checking my mrtl mail, I saw Susie's comment on my blog, including:

Susie: Check your email and tell me that you understand and don't think I'm being a weinie. wienie? Whichever.

My reaction? Oh my! I've offended! Susie! Whom I adore! Oh no! I quickly responded with the following:

mrtl: You're not a weenie. I hope you realize that I was just kidding (playing on the "every famous person knows every other famous person" thing). Maybe others wouldn't, so I understand.

And just as quickly followed that up with:

mrtl: Wait just a minute...

Was it because of that? Or because I brought up GM again? And you're distancing yourself from such silliness? Or you're jealous that I met Adam Curry?

Maybe you do need to explain.

Susie:  No, I got it, I thought it was funny. [snip] Anyhow, your comment was great, I think I was a bit weenie-ish, and you're very gracious.  Thank you. 

and

Susie: Oh, dear god, I need a nap.  Have a little compassion.  I cannot remember who Adam Curry is right this moment, although I know I know...

Yea, good luck to me trying to distance myself from silliness....like that'll happen...

It was a bit later that I checked my Yahoo! mail and found the following, Susie's first email to me that day (and the one referenced in her comment here on mrtland):

Susie: psst, you're stealing my post for tomorrow. [snip] so i love you but i'm gonna delete your ass from my comments today.

Imagine my horror. I had been so concerned that I had offended someone whose eclipsing ass I've never met but really like anyway. Turns out woman wanted to hide the fact that I had the same thought as her, and since I had said thought on her blog, before she got the chance to say it, the evidence had to be erased. For shame!

Before going on, please review the above emails, considering this whole thing from Susie's perspective. It's better than Monty Python's "Confuse a Cat" sketch, isn't it?

mrtl: OH MY BELOVED GOD! (or not so)

I was checking my mrtl email, not this. So THAT'S why you deleted me!

You're not a weenie. You're a booger. And I expect full props in your impersonation post.

(Yeah, well, not really.)

And to think you took some moral issue with it.

This is funnier than booty flies.

Susie: OK, I wasn't going crazy.  So now we're on the same page.  It's a good idea, but I wanted it to be MINE  heeheeee  Do you have any idea how confusing this was?

mrtl: I'm going to be nice and hold out on blogging this until after you post this wonderful and magical and ORIGINAL creation of yours. And believe you me, I'm expecting to pee my pants from laughing when I read it. You better deliver!

Confusion... sleep-deprived confusion. I can only imagine. I mean, I'm a nice girl and all, but not THAT nice!

You're still a Booger. (That's one step up from Boogerhead, which is one step up from Poopy Heiny Face, just so you know that I'm still being nice... just not THAT nice.)

(and I still hope the weekend comes quickly for you, Booger)

Lesson learned: You can't have the same great idea as someone else on their blog.

Comments

[Booger]

Yes you can, sweetie. You just have to wait until AFTER they've published their post. HEEHEEEE. I don't know if anyone else will follow this chain of fools' emails, mrtl, but I totally concede that whether the idea is brilliant or stupid (probably somewhere in between), you were thinking right along the same lines. GREAT MINDS....

[Circus Kelli]

Maybe it's because I'm not fully awake yet (despite being dressed and at work), but, um...

WHAT?!

[LadyBug]

Okay, see, now I'm totally confused, 'cause I go through my blog list in alphabetical order ('cause I'm anal retentive that way), so I haven't read Susie's entry for today yet. I'm guessing this will all become a little clearer in a little while.

[Circus Kelli]

Ladybug, you are a woman after my own heart... I do the same thing. I guess I'll have to start reading my blogs in reverse alpha order from now on...

[cat]

I'm just angry that Ro won't be using her "considerable" clout to urge Constantine to comment on my site! The hell?! Thanks a WHOLE LOT, Susie!

[cat]

BTW: LUV LUV LUV! the masthead!

[kalki]

The problem with this whole idea, dear mrtl and Susie, is that when John Stamos does actually comment on my blog, himself, I will think it's one of you wienies. And then I'll say to John Stamos, whom I love, something like, "John Stamos, you are a wienie!" Because I'll be thinking it's you, but it will actually BE John Stamos. The misunderstanding will be very Shakespearean because by the time I realize that it actually WAS John Stamos, he will have dismissed me as a name-caller and I will then drink poison, despairing the fact that I will never get to be with John Stamos. Or his wienie.

Had you consulted me, I could have made this point before all hell broke loose. But now, the tragedy has already begun.

[Circus Kelli]

Kalki, darlin, I meant to tell you... I've never been able to get to your site from the link you provide with your name. What am I doing wrong??

Email me at kelli3@gmail.com please. I'd love to check your site out. Especially if you are a John Stamos fan. Do you remember him as Blackie on General Hospital?? *drool*

[mrtl]

Booger, I think we made Kalki mad. No, Cat's mad at JUST you, not me.

LadyBug and Kelli, maybe we should put some alert at the tops of such messages to make readers aware that there's research necessary before continuing. I apologize for overlooking that. (Although I did refer to Susie's post at the beginning of mine. Did you miss that?)

[kalki]

Damn right I'm mad. You just ruined my only chance with John Stamos!

WIENIES.

[Circus Kelli]

mrtl - no, I didn't miss that. I just read on anyway, and then complained. I'm like that. :)

Hee. Wienies. Or Wee Knees. weekneeweekneeweeknee

[cat]

I have to concur with kalki. I mean, when my Greek God Idol Lover visits my site, HOW WILL I KNOW it's REALLY Constantine?! Oh, the agony!

[suburban misfit]

I am so sorry for slandering you. How could I have been so blind? I blame Susie. You know, she's all nice and friendly and then WHAM-O! She takes your idea and tries to have you offed--I mean--she deletes your comment. The nerve!

What is this world coming to??