Doctor Scratch wrote:Hey: calm down, Dr. Peterson. There's no need to get upset. If I hurt your feelings, please let me know, and I'll apologize.
Upset?
LOL!
I'm entertained.
In a single post, while attacking me for "name-dropping," you dropped the names of Jessica Hagedorn, Haruki Murakami, Bharati Mukherjee, Chinua Achebe, Chang-Rae Lee, Mulatu Astatqe, and Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn.
My little list of "Jessica Hagedorn, Haruki Murakami, Bharati Mukherjee, Chinua Achebe, Chang-Rae Lee, Mulatu Astatqe, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, Mars Volta, Bat for Lashes, John Wray, and In Bruges" came from just two of your ostensibly non-name-dropping posts!
Doctor Scratch wrote:I think I'll share that I often like to end my evenings with a post-prandial brandy snifter-full of warm milk. I like to sit back, with my feet propped up on my ottoman, while I indulge in the ultimate guilty pleasure: Bye, Bye Birdie, which I listen to on my old Victrola.
I could never really stand Bye, Bye Birdie. Don't think I've ever heard or seen it all the way through.
But here's the difference between you and me in this regard: If you really liked Bye, Bye Birdie, I absolutely wouldn't care.
Nor do I care generally what your tastes in music, art, and literature are.
Doctor Scratch wrote:See: I am hip! I do like to have fun! How dare you insinuate that I'm a square!
I just think it amusing, in a sad sort of way, that you're so pathetically desperate to have the handful of inmates on this little board think of you as cool, hip, edgy, and sophisticated. Do the people in your real life not grasp your inner edginess? Do they think of you as a sullen and socially maladroit nerd or something?