On Aug 27, 12:17*am, Todd wrote:
On 08/26/2010 09:18 PM, Giles wrote:

You don't know much about women. *I suspect you are not one of them.

Guilty.

On the other hand, you don't know much about men either.

Hm.....

g.

I was wondering if I had escaped your scrutiny.

The world abounds with more interesting, productive and gratifying
things to wonder about.

I though maybe you were sick or something.

You were right. I've got a cold.

Or, maybe you got a chance to go fishing. *:-)

Chances to fish are abundant and cheap. But then, so are chances to
listen to blue jays hold raucous counsel, to ponder the significance
of the early dropping of maple leaves, to consult with meadow voles,
to mud-pack chestnut blight cankers, to chat with friends, to savor
pickle mustard greens, to photograph native wildflowers, to check on
the ripening of hazelnuts and try to determine the best time to pick
them in order to ensure ripeness and yet beat the squirrels, to effect
repairs on the pond, to stare at the blueness of the sky, to read a
good book about botanizing and zoologizing in the British countryside,
to linger over the question of whether to have a cup of coffee, a
beer, a glass of wine, a bowl of ice cream, some of last night's left-
over pizza.....or some combination thereof, to repair runoff damage to
the driveway, to mow the paths between the rows of trees, to check up
on the butterflies, and a host of other products, passtimes, problems,
pet projects and ****ants.

In fact, each day presents such an infinitude of chances that one
could easily spend all one's time merely cataloguing them.....to the
detriment of the chances of accomplishing anything else. That might
even be amusing for a while. Ultimately, though, I think it would be
stultifying. One would likely end up becoming the kind of person who
makes stupid assertions and then tries to cover his ass with further
helpings of stupidity.

Not my kind of hobby.

g.