Yakity-Yak: Don’t Talk Back!

“Yakity-Yak… Don’t talk back!” Jerry Leiber + Mike Stroller

Bikerchick got this one going for me… you know, when another person’s blog spurs you into writing as you didn’t know you had so many stories to tell?

Talking to yourself OUT LOUD is dangerous, though it is less dangerous now because people will simply think you’ve got an ear bud in and are on the phone.  Inner voices we all have and they are usually crazy negative.  If you meditate daily they get louder for awhile (5 years) because you begin to really notice how noisy they always were then you just don’t give a rats ass (another 5 years) then they begin to die down.

Since he doesn’t read blogs YET (even mine), I can out him. Mitchell has begin talking OUT LOUD to himself.  I have a new rule in the studio… you have to say when you are talking to a cat or to yourself.  Of course that rule, like most of my attempts to bring order into chaos, is not followed… If he knew he was talking out-loud he would NOT do it.
*now maybe he will begin reading my blog at least*

Mimi talked out-loud when doing chores, and was extremely animated when doing it.
I can mimic her and it cracks me up .
*next post should be about making yourself laugh… i do, all the time.
i find myself hilarious.* 
I think it was like this: “Damn irritating man sits on his ass all day watching tv…”
She is excused for this… they lived alone on a ranch and he was a lazy ass!

Cats and dogs don’t count. In fact, if more people talked to their cats more people would have interesting and lovely cats instead of cats who run for the door to stay out all day because they talk to the squirrels to get their conversational needs met…
Mitchell sings to ours, and they follow him like the Pied Piper.
*singing to cats… another blog post idea*
Ours talk back… and sometimes I understand. When I don’t, my bad.
Sammy squeaks, and his mouth moves a lot like a computerized cat mouth moving…
Yaman goes off yakking loudly when he wants company…

I am counting it as One Liner Wednesday because it was another one-liner post that moved me to write stream of consciousness.  And nobody ever does one line!

About dkatiepowellart

hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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19 Responses to Yakity-Yak: Don’t Talk Back!

  1. JoAnna says:

    Such an interesting topic! Singing is my favorite way to shut up the negative voices in my head.

  2. bikerchick57 says:

    Thanks for the link to my post, Katie!

    When I was researching Gibbs’ health issues and his yowling, I read this fact: Cats do not talk to each other, but they will talk to their human. (I don’t think that includes the hissing and growling from Ziva when Gibbs decides to chase her incessantly around the apartment.) So, we should all feel free to talk to the felines and listen to them when they talk back.

  3. ghostmmnc says:

    Yep, I talk to myself all the time, and to our cat! Sometimes we say the funniest things, and have to laugh. My husband is always going, ‘what?’ and I have to say ‘I’m just talking to myself.” 🙂

  4. susanissima says:

    Hilarious! My R mumbles to himself and to me and the universe. Some adults and all children are verbal processors and I think I’d miss that joyful music if it weren’t present. ❤

  5. Frank Hubeny says:

    Does petting the cat count as talking to her? Perhaps some real words need to be said.

  6. macjam47 says:

    Hilarious! And “Yakity-Yak: Don’t Talk Back!” – I haven’t thought of that song in years and now I can’t get it off my mind. Do I talk to myself? You bet cha. I don’t have a cat, Hubby is not a cat lover. Thanks, Katie. I’ll be thinking about cats, that song, and talking to myself all day.

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