All I know is that I bet I’m a trip to talk to.
You ask me what the weather is and the next thing you know you’re getting a crazy lecture on Celtic mythology which suddenly derails into Appalachian folklore and/or dialect and somehow relevant discourse on the meaning/techniques of cave art.
For no apparent reason I’ll swerve into telling you about some bug/animal/tree I saw recently and be super excited by that
And there’s probably gonna be a side quest about dogs, too but a lot of it will be sprinkled with song lyrics and obscure movie references because why not.
If your luck runs out, I’ll tell you why blue and yellow doesn’t necessarily make green.
Wooohooo!
( I really should be fitted for a strait jacket, tbh)
😁
No-no-no! That is not crazy-that is exactly the kind of discourse I love to engage in as well!
I am lucky-I get to visit with my brother once a week, I have dinner with him an his wife, then we go down to his basement and hang out for an hour or two, and the conversation meanders so wildly that whenever my wife has the opportunity to hear it (or the misfortune) she cannot follow the jumping around.
And we do it without taking offense if there is a turn in conversation or one subject is cut short.
Of course, she does it too, but...it is different...different subjects...:)