Have you tried talking?

So. This thing we call talking.
If you go to Urbandictionary.com, it says: The thing most people do before you realize that they are unintelligent.
Dictionary.com says:  to communicate and express ideas.
Friend 1 says: It is singing in a monotone voice that does not change notes and it doesn't have apostrophes and periods at the end. (But if you are friend one. There are no periods or apostrophes while your talking anyway. Sentences go on and on. Admitted by friend one herself. For example of how friend one 'talks':  'It came out of my head in the place of my head and that made since in my head.")
MAT Shelley friend says: Making any noise that logically makes since in some way. However grunting is not considered to be talking.  Talking is words.  Words are used to talk. A word is a bunch of sounds put together that make logical since.
When friend three was asked, she simply giggled.

So now that talking has been defined it does not make action any easier to complete. I tryed friend three's approach. I giggled. It was okay, I enjoyed burning the calories from laughing. I was definatly feeling the, "they proloby think I am unintelligent vibe." However I did not loose heart and I tried MAT Shelley friend's approach. I must admitt, you can string all the words you want together but unless they make since to more than just the person who is talking, then your beating your head against a wall. I then tried friend one's approach to speaking. So I sang in a monotone voice and people covered their ears. Ok, so not really but, metaphorically they did, for real.

Dear dictionary.com I know that it is a form on expressing ideas for that is the issue I am having with this talking thing. I put words together in my head. I spit them out and some how, from my brain to my mouth they got morphed. It's like I am playing the telephone game and I don't mean to be doing so. I know exactly what I want to say, its the actual saying it that I am stuck at. I would much rather write out what I have to say. But I guess it's not practical to force everyone to hold while I write down my thoughts and then let the conversation then proceed.

Dear Urbandictionary. I believe you are correct. The end.

VCR Mind

Floating balloons above my head.
Just out of reach.
Fluffy pillows being stuffed in the
blow hole of a whale.
Blind folds on the edge of a cliff.
Pause.
Fast forward.
The balloons got popped.
The words inside of them vanish into thick air.
Fluffy pillows launched into the air
by congested whales.
Who are now congested with...
Feathers.
Stop.

A is for applesauce...not just a plain apple

Life is like a rollercoaster.
It's fantastic and fast.
With ups.
With downs.
With twists and turns.

Of course this is old hat.
The metaphore that life is like a rollercoaster has been used countless times before.
But I like it.
So on my blog it sits.
Like a turtle slowly fading away.

On this life of a rollercoaster...
...Tips...
.....hold on tight
......don't close your eyes
.........enjoy yourself
.............pinch the person next to you to make sure they are alive
.................scream your head off in happiness!
......................Look at the view and
breathe.

Don't forget.
Applesauce is saucy-er than apples.
Yep.