I hear this often.
Okay.
I have a predilection for long winded stories. It's a stinking habit really, using analogy and metaphor as a means of communication. I do it subconsciously, like the shift you feel when the barometric pressure drops just before a thunderstorm...see, you get the picture.
My mother said I've been that way since I became verbal, and that gift (as only a mother could see it) would make me a great elementary school teacher. An elementary school teacher of mine once said it might make me a great writer. A great writer friend of mine is often found screaming, "Jesus Christ, I get it! You don't need give me five examples" just before he throws his hands up in the air.
And so on.
My friend Tom came up with the most accurate (and my favorite) characterization of my particular malady. He said that if someone were to stop me at a crosswalk and ask "Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Main Street?" I would point in a direction and begin...
"When I was four..."
Posted by Antigeist at February 12, 2003 11:00 AM