Now, if you've ever had a conversation with a talkative 4 year old, then you're somewhat familiar with my way of speaking.
"Tangential" is a bit of an understatement. So, this man, who thankfully is a dear friend, so I don't have to be quite so embarassed or harrass him until he retracts the diagram, was sitting in a meeting one day at the office, and decided that the best use of his considerable intellect was to diagram a recent conversation, which was fairly typical of most conversations.
Now, as he is smarter than me in a number of different areas, I can't quite recreate what he came up with, but I'm going to try to at least outline what I remember of his explaination. And if you don't think that it's a surreal, enlightening, humbling and awkward experience to have someone explain you to yourself, then you live in a world where the sky is perhaps a different color...
So, the base line in this example will be that thing that I started talking about, the story I set out to tell. For today, we'll use the color purple, and why it's my favorite.
Now, imagine that as a straight line. Everytime I remember something else I want to say, or get reminded of anther story, that creates a line that branches off from the main line, and if while telling a side story, I think of another story, then that story is added on to the branch, sort of like a wonky family tree of stories...
Now, this smart man who is my friend went a step further, and identified the most common phrases that indicate a branch is about to begin. From what I can recall, and in thinking of the way I speak, here's an abbreviated list:
Oh! That reminds me...
And another thing...
And one time...
Which is funny because...
Although...
Of course, if I ever remember my original intent, there is often the utterance of:
What was I talking about?
How did we get here?
Um... where was I?
Which is followed by "Oh! right..."
So in the end, you wind up with something like this, for the following conversation:
So, purple is my favorite color, as I've said lots before, and it's been my favorite color as long as I can remember. Purple and pink were my favorites when I was little, which is funny because when I was little I called it "purkle" and now my whole family still pronounces it that way when talking to me, Oh! That reminds me, my friend's mom used to say it "permple" like her whole life, not just as a kid... what was I talking about? Oh, right... so, I always said I had two favorite colors, because I have a hard time making decisions, but purple was always one of them. Purple and pink, then purple and blue, then purple and green, which is eventually what I had for my wedding, although it's strange to me that even though it's my favorite color, none of my formal dresses were ever purple. I wore black, navy, red, ivory, navy again, but not purple. I think it's because I got teased in middle school for wearing purple all the time, so I stopped wearing it. I even had these purple acid wash Wranglers. And another thing, I mean I grew nearly 10 inches in 3 years, so it's not like any of my clothes fit well to begin with, so I got teased about always having high-waters because my pants weren't long enough, and we all know that being a tall girl is hard enough especially in the pants department, because finding pants that are long enough is hard, but finding stylish pants that are long enough is impossible. And I didn't even have to worry about hips back then. How did I get here? Oh! right... so, yeah, I eventually got over being teased and now most of my closet is purple, because it's my favorite color.
All facts represented above are true and acurate. I don't think I've ever had exactly that conversation before... because it isn't really a conversation here, it's more of a rambly monologue... I can't account for the tangents that would be sparked by the introduction of outside information from the people I would share such an innane tale with, so this is a fairly mild example. Typical true conversations might look more like this:
So, that's a conversation with me... as far as I can remember from the telling from my very smart, wonderful friend.
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