what the hell is a loquacious

Dear Sault Ste. Marie,

loquacious- not shutting up

Today for some reason that was not my problem. Which is odd because I can be one hell of a yappy jerk, pretty much obnoxiously so. Sometimes I talk about things that I don't know anything about. I'm pretty sure I've lectured my brother about the finer points of cricket instead of answering his simple question of what to get our mother for mothers day. Whats worse is that I quite often talk with out even realizing it and its never interesting or intellegent, which basically decides who I have consistent human relations with. Since it takes a very peculiar person to listen to me ramble on with conviction and sincerity about for instance which is better blue or yellow fin tuna, only to stop mid-sentence and look bewildered at them when they ask "but which tastes best?" At this point in the exchange I tend to just ignore them until they suspect that I'm an jerk, or possibly retarded. Possibly I am, both, or maybe a sociopath but not a fun Batman-esc superhero kind of sociopath but rather someone who has sniffed too much silver polish, and has a bad tendency to yell at the top of his lungs inches from your face while you are trying to correct their use of the word "tenacious"... back to my original point about today. Today I didn't want to speak, I was all hushed up like so many puppies. I was quite content to not make a sound at all. Not because I was sad, or didn't have anything to say, more like I was just kinda quiet and was really enjoying it. Too bad I had to work and apparently costumers don't like the silent treatment, which makes me question my intelligence since they quite often criticize my inappropriate work place banter about Charlie Sheen's wang. So it is with sad recognition that I acknowledge the fact that this may have been the only day in my life when I would have not offended/critically annoyed someone, possibly cured me for all time of my psychological imbalances.
Well you all had your chance to enjoy my presence without the inane rambling, and you ruined it. So who really is the jerk in this dichotomy?

sincerely,
McKelvie

P.S.- you smell but I still like you