You know, Lileks can make me choke up by saying the simplest of things. Raising kids, watching them grow up, remembering the days gone by, both hers and his. Sniff.
Incidentally, I used to watch Rolie Polie Olie when we lived in Germany. I was 28, I had no kids, but I watched it in the mornings when we had just gotten Charlie and his puppy-ness made him wake up at the crack of dawn. I watched the show just because of Lileks.
I have never met this man, but he has touched my life over the past five years and become a part of who I am. It's amazing that he's so dear to my heart, and yet he has no idea of my existence on this planet.
I dream about Lileks on occasion, and it's probably pretty accurate. He's always nice.
UPDATE:
Lileks makes me cry; Frank J makes me wet my pants. Go on, read it.
Posted by Sarah at March 18, 2008 08:38 AM | TrackBackI don't think so. You have to revise your looks. In general your blog is good, but sometimes your posts are creepy.
Posted by: jonnyboy24 at April 4, 2008 08:54 AMmany things to discuss… But anyway I’m not going to discuss such a personal topic. Reading it is ok, but discussing it makes you look like a chatter –box and a rumor-spreader.
Posted by: mamamia10 at April 6, 2008 02:22 PM