I don’t miss my old car, bubble gum or the snow in Boston.  But I really do miss lulls.   That’s right. Lulls. L-U-L-L-S. You know lulls, don’t you? They are those times in a conversation when neither party knows what to say and both parties are temporarily silent. Those lulls forced us to think.    Those lulls pushed us to  either think of something to say or end the conversation.  Our conversation reached a standstill so we had to…