tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506397083799402881.post3313099421336699013..comments2023-12-20T07:44:44.114-07:00Comments on Lynne's somewhat invented life: THE NOISE FACTOR or ARE WE CRAZY YET?Lynne's Somewhat Invented Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07873588229846303640noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506397083799402881.post-68167371391981478752008-09-19T09:39:00.000-06:002008-09-19T09:39:00.000-06:00The reason motorcycles are so noisy is that when y...The reason motorcycles are so noisy is that when you are in the middle of some peaceful wilderness miles from a road you can still hear them. If you get lost you just have to walk to the sound.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07508016363936211589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506397083799402881.post-28102475978198496552008-09-19T09:17:00.000-06:002008-09-19T09:17:00.000-06:00oh, where to start, you tickle me so with your wri...oh, where to start, you tickle me so with your writing! I loved your comparison to the coyote shaking the rabbit, and the beeping noise, yes, my alarm sounds exactly like a dumptruck and I think a big truck is going to back over me when it goes off. I bought it nine years ago and haven't replaced it though I hate it with a passion! Too cheap to shell out another fifteen dollars.<BR/><BR/>And then the bit about the trimmers and leaf blowers: I think my neighbors around here sign up on a schedule to make sure their lawn men come at all different times, never more than one at a time and never fewer than two in a day. The blowers are the worst. And what is the worstest is when the leaf blower man walks up the staircase outside my door blowing off the stairs. Maybe I should see if he could come inside and dust for me. It already sounds like he's operating his blower right in my ear, so it couldn't get any worse.<BR/><BR/>About the clicker-bug. I wish I were there and I'd catch him for you. I used to catch cicadas for Liesel for her bug collection when she was a little girl. They are mean, but I am meaner!<BR/><BR/>Love this "article," is what I was going to call it, my little writer-bee!<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/><BR/>TierneyUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07203048763274325786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506397083799402881.post-22518480870408815182008-09-18T14:48:00.000-06:002008-09-18T14:48:00.000-06:00Hee Hee Hee. Now get some sleep young lady!Hee Hee Hee. Now get some sleep young lady!Colette Ameliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03442660605798634154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506397083799402881.post-49889940663883631302008-09-18T06:21:00.000-06:002008-09-18T06:21:00.000-06:00some things are the SAME no matter WHERE you are.....some things are the SAME no matter WHERE you are... My son is (was the drummer) my house has reverberated with the sound of Drums, bells, xylaphones, piano whistles and God only knows how many other instruments have come through my house...some are still here... I digress... what used to be funny was the neighborhood across the way you could hear kids practicing then here it woudl start and sometimes they actually played the same stuff at the same time~ <BR/>we have waste management so like charter cable I guess they are across the US now. <BR/>the kids have bug and leaf projects here and I foudn and caught one of the CLICKERS for the neighbor kid... crickets are much fewer this year but we are in a major drought too... i have noticed frogs are fewer too... hummm anyway I got a kick out of this post its like my life western style :) <BR/>Hugs LauraLaura ~Peach~https://www.blogger.com/profile/06436851234824883774noreply@blogger.com