We haven't spoken in months, and this concerns me greatly, but I must remind myself that you are not giving me the silent treatment on purpose. You are not being cruel. You are not toying with my emotions. I need to remind myself that you are not a heartless son of a bitch.
You are, in fact, a plant.
I don't take pride in admitting that as this distance grew between us, I blamed you.
I would tell my friends about how you never laugh at any of my jokes. "He's a humorless bastard!" I'd say.
I'd groan about how you never even try to soothe me when I'm depressed. "Who better to cheer me up when I'm feeling blue than Duncan, since he's green?" Blue and green are complimentary colors, are they not? (I'll take your lack of response as your way of saying you have at least a basic understanding of a color wheel.)
So, Duncan, here's the thing: I no longer blame you for our lack of understanding. I blame myself.
I realize that I've expected too much from you. I don't mean to get all racist on your green ass, but I'm Caucasian, and you're... well.... you're a Dumb Cain.
I'll try to keep this in mind from here on out.
Are we okay now?
Are you even listening?
Rob you know i hate to point out when you are wrong....but blue and green are actually Analogous Colors (colors next to each other on the color wheel). Complimentary colors are opposites on the color wheel...so blue and orange are complimentary. So maybe you should talk to some tangerines when you're feeling blue! Duncan (being green) will help when you're embarrassed or mad (red in the face)!::::: | July 11, 2006 1:44 PM