Being Quiglian

Today, a cousin that I have never met but who fearlessly yet voluntarily reads my stuff and seems to be of similar persuasions, proclaimed that I am “Quiglain.”  This word, I suspect, was coined in an attempt to capture my somewhat wanky take on life.  Loosely defined, I think it means that I don’t always know which end of the nail to strike.

I have always enjoyed a good joke, and, if you have read many of my blog entries, by know that I also enjoy a bad one.  It can be as much fun to make people groan as it is to make them laugh.

I find my mind easily wanders, without benefit of a GPS.  My flights of fancy all seem to land in the same obscure place.  I guess that is why I am a big fan of Steven Wright.  Although you may not recognize his name, you may be familiar with some of his pithy observations such as:

Why do psychics have to ask you your name?
If your car could travel at the speed of light, would your headlights work?
What is the speed of dark?

Like Steven, I too tend to focus on all things irrelevant  For instance, why is it that we pay  to go to the top of tall buildings, and then put money in binoculars to look down at the ground.  Good question, huh?  And did you ever wonder why Tarzan never had a beard?  I did.

Anyway, it is nice to know that there is a name for what I see and how I see it.  It turns out that I may not be so odd after all.  It’s just that everything is so, well, you know, Quiglian.




About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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4 Responses to Being Quiglian

  1. laurie27wsmith says:

    That’s a nice name for us Bob. Quiglian, I like it!


  2. Starralee says:

    My mind wanders without benefit of GPS–now that’s what I need, a GPS for my meandering thoughts….writing poetry helps somewhat!


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