What A Surprise!
Hi everyone, this is Sheila. I have decided to do a guest post on Nash's blog because firstly, he said it would be a good idea, and secondly, I felt like it. During my break in the blogger world I've been fretting about Anna Nicole Smith's baby's paternity test and then been awoken by Nash coming down to Melbourne for one of his famous visits. I say famous because everyone who we know loves it when he pops up out of nowhere and its usually unexpected, fun, hilarious, and even reassuring. Our friendship has probably spanned 25 years or more. We know each other well. There is a sense of relief sometimes when I see Nash. Its something to do with that you see where you've come from (loony teenager buying a Psychedelic Furs album from Nash while he was working at Han's Music Spot to being a mum that has mostly peanut butter and sauce smudged on her t-shirt without knowing it and secret ambitions of doing things that have still yet to surface in the real world). I feel young. I think Nash and I are still young but with that great feeling that you've probably been through a similar crisis before (together or seperately) and managed to live through it mostly unscathed. We can talk about most things - Nash has just mentioned that he wished we had done a painting together this morning (I have to go home to the little ones soon) and now he's threatening to cut his own hair. The sun has peeped through and it's promising something.
posted by nash at 9:40 AM
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Hi Sheila,
What a lovely surprise to find you on Nash’s site and to discover that you weren’t eaten by a wild dingo like Attila thought you were. Your post is fantastic and the most “personal” that I can ever remember you writing. You’re a Mum! It sounds like you and Nash have a very special friendship, which when you come right down to it, is what life is all about. The stuff we accumulate, the daily routines and chores we’re mired in, and all the events going on in the world around us that we have no control over are important, but it’s the special people in our lives that make it worthwhile. Good friends can help us through the good and the bad, and are the ones we’ll have forever.
Did Nash cut his own hair and if so, how’d he do? He didn’t put a bowl over this head and start chopping, did he?
I hope you’re going to start posting again soon.
Hi Miss Litzi!
Its been ages hasnt it? Its funny, since having a rest of my own blog I feel funny going back to it after all this time. I remember an old proverb of laying ones tool down or dont lay ones tool down for long or something like that - look, lets face it Im as loony as ever. Yes, I did reveal a few personal things about myself in that post - I felt it was the diary style of Nash's blog that made me do it. That, and having Nash wondering around in the background doing this and that. No, Nash did not cut his own hair - well, not that morning anyway. I hope you're well Miss Litzi and I'm looking forward to surfacing again in that weird blogasphere we inhabit once more.
Sheila
Hi Sheila,
Aha! You went on “Holidays” like I use to post my “too pooped to pump” sign or do a blog and not open up for comments. It has been awhile since we’ve heard a peep out of you, but everyone needs some down time or space. Blogging is fun but it can be time consuming (obsessive?) and it’s good to get away and clear your thoughts. I’m sorry but I’ve never thought of you as “loony”; your posts are always thought provoking, informative and interesting. If you’re “loony” I’d hate to think what that makes me! Was “revealing” a few personal facts about yourself a spur of the moment thing, brought on my Nash wandering around, or had you planned to do so eventually and Nash’s blog just seemed like the right place to do so? I won’t tell anyone that you’re a Mum if you want to keep it hush, hush.
What’d you think of the total mess Nash and I made on your blog? When you decided to return to the “blogasphere”, I promise to be on my best behavior and not soil the carpets again.
Oh Miss Litzi,
I don't mind if you decide to soil the carpets in fact you doing that with Nash makes me laugh till my funny bone goes goo ga ga ga. Your right! It's great to take a break and look around at what tickles your fancy. I've needed to do that and have found it so refreshing. Nash's blog was the perfect arena to reveal some personal facts about myself. I think in a way you too have revealed some more of yourself on his blog as well. Do you agree? Anyway, I hope that you are well and happy and indeed that Nash is the same...My encounters in this blog world have been funny, touching and weird all in the same breath.
Sheila
Hi Sheila,
“Goo ga ga ga”??? Okay! I’m glad you were okay about Nash and me leaving debris all over your blog site. It was actually quite fun…
Yes, I did open up on Nash’s site, just as you did. Do you think besides his psychic abilities, he’s a bit of a “father confessor”, which explains why we both started peeling off a few of the protective layers that we’ve carefully erected around our blog “personas”? I’ve read posts where people are baring their souls to everyone in cyberspace and wonder if it’s cathartic therapy for them, a private pity party or merely a way to garner attention. I’m not sure why I mentioned my abusive childhood other than his post “it’s about time” struck a chord with me.
You’re so right about the interactions found in bloggerville; they run the entire gamut of human emotions. I look forward to reading your posts again, but you should return only when you’re ready. Ta ta….
You're right about Nash being a 'father confessor' Miss Litzi - I had never heard that term before when it comes to Nash - but its perfect for him. I think that a lot of people off load on to Nash and in a way he carries many secrets with him that he carefully packs away like Nana's old silk gloves. Many will never see the light of day again, and others only ceremoniously unfolded and the request of the owner.
Hi Sheila,
You’ve got a very special friend indeed with Nash. His ability to listen and keep things to himself is wonderful; everyone should be so fortunate to have a confidant like him. With a lot of friends and acquaintances unloading on him, I sincerely hope he’s got someone he can bare his soul to upon occasion or he might implode one of these days. Please give him a hug for me the next time you see him, will you?
Are you experiencing Autumn weather in Melbourne now? Easter in the Fall is a totally foreign concept to me; the “Bunny” should be delivering his chocolate eggs through Spring tulips and daffodils, not orange and brown dried leaves!! But you celebrated Christmas in shorts while I froze my butt off, so it’s all what you’re accustomed to.
I love the Psychedlic Furs. Have done since buying their albums and seeing them live in the '80s.
If you're ever in The Newtown Hotel and "Love My Way" comes on over the video jukebox - well, look for me...
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