tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post4835700470200676840..comments2024-01-28T02:24:23.386-05:00Comments on Dan Leo: “Railroad Train to Heaven”, Part 66: male bondingDan Leohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01603402268945559679noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-12708190110041418232008-04-10T22:24:00.000-04:002008-04-10T22:24:00.000-04:00I suspect that Arnold means "men's souls" in the o...I suspect that Arnold means "men's souls" in the old-fashioned sense of "the souls of human beings." Although I also suspect that the males of the species have a higher proportion of bombed-out souls than the females do.<BR/><BR/>Maybe Gertrude is drunk on love! (Or lust, maybe...)Dan Leohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01603402268945559679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-70466321771347447962008-04-10T19:06:00.000-04:002008-04-10T19:06:00.000-04:00I've come to realize that some men's souls are lik...<I>I've come to realize that some men's souls are like bombed-out cities.</I><BR/><BR/>Is Arnold referring to "most men" as in mankind? Or men's souls compared to womens'?<BR/>He certainly comes across as a seer here and Dick and even Daphne's father(!) recognize that. <BR/>And Gertrude? She must be drunk.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12306491903311869968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-88296516847270115452008-04-10T12:48:00.000-04:002008-04-10T12:48:00.000-04:00Manic, be sure to bring some of those bières belge...Manic, be sure to bring some of those bières belges with you. (Hint: I am partial to Duvel.)Dan Leohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01603402268945559679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-89795711012444813562008-04-10T12:28:00.000-04:002008-04-10T12:28:00.000-04:00I'm beginning to get into your style. It's very fl...I'm beginning to get into your style. It's very fluent and very nice to read. I'll be back.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-54967394232698198332008-04-10T10:29:00.000-04:002008-04-10T10:29:00.000-04:00"It wasn’t as if I had anything to do the next day..."It wasn’t as if I had anything to do the next day. Or any day."<BR/><BR/>ain't it de trootAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-49225296683161573722008-04-10T09:50:00.000-04:002008-04-10T09:50:00.000-04:00gentle, crackling-leaf voices of the old peopleVer...<I>gentle, crackling-leaf voices of the old people</I><BR/><BR/>Very nice.<BR/><BR/>I'm still laughing at the thought of rabid Gertrude "Hellhound" Evans running after him and doing a jiu-jitsu maneuver!Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13231744174759800033noreply@blogger.com