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American Chopper Week Starts Soon. Part 2

ALL OF THIS INTRO FOR THIS GUY AND ONE SENTENCE! From this meeting I was introduced to blog sites. Ironpants was the first, then underconfident, SON OF TWINS, Floating Cat, and The Blobber. I was blown away at what I found on these sites and that I finally found a place to spout off whenever I want. (I work in a VERY quiet room). ANYWAY, (I can see why my wife is sometimes lovingly impatient with me), at the end of a post on underconfident, there was a simple message at the end. "American Chopper Week Starts Soon." Seemingly harmless and almost insignificant BUT it stayed with me for days.

I was standing at a bus stop at about 6:47 in the a.m. and that sentence drifted through my mind like tumbleweed, "American Chopper Week Starts Soon" Maybe I saw a chopper drive by or something but nevertheless?then I began thinking about this (Sorry, I almost said pondered!). I heard it in my head, "American Chopper Week Starts Soon" It was as if this was said in the middle of a dusty gust of wind that blows through an open window. There was something almost sad or even lonely about it. The sentence should have ended with an ellipse because it trailed off into my mind over and over. I got the image of someone saying this as they walked out of a room when no one was listening, just for their own benefit but nevertheless important and significant. Ok, it was not sad or lonely but an intensely personal fade-out that leaves you hanging like a song that ends without resolution. "American Chopper Week Starts Soon."

No matter what the intention was when it was written, that sentence, that fade-out, that tumbleweed, was a literary moment complete with image and sound.

You know when you see something that reminds you of something that only you know about at that exact moment. You see it, the connection is made, the memory spills, and you smile, whether people can see you or not. Or when you are in a room and the conversation is over and everyone turns away as you leave the room with the last remark. And you don't look back to see if anyone heard.

posted by Unknown @ 5:45 PM