Bistro Bijou

[Homburg]

I won't even go into what I've written, and, worse, what was published. Ugh. Horrid, awful stuff.

I did have one piece I loved. Absolutely adored it, and probably because so many other people just hated it. It was a lovely, image-rich bit about wandering the corridors and storage rooms of my mind, filled with light-struck dust-motes and the smell of old books. It discussed room after room of boxes and the struggle to open them only to find... Penguins?

The penguins things just slapped people in the face when they read it. I got so much misanthropic glee off that piece.

 

[Angeline]

I won't even go into what I've written, and, worse, what was published. Ugh. Horrid, awful stuff.

I did have one piece I loved. Absolutely adored it, and probably because so many other people just hated it. It was a lovely, image-rich bit about wandering the corridors and storage rooms of my mind, filled with light-struck dust-motes and the smell of old books. It discussed room after room of boxes and the struggle to open them only to find... Penguins?

The penguins things just slapped people in the face when they read it. I got so much misanthropic glee off that piece.

The penquins are the best part! Brilliant! Oh yes. You do belong here.

I wrote a poem in college about a woman planting dahlias in her perfect garden, while inside the next house a man thrusts his fists into a boiling pot of broccoli. My angst was on steroids back then.

 

[Angeline]

I think the plural is penes, but penises is also often used (if one can even say that the plural is often used!).

There. Good deed done for the day. Going to bed now. Sleep well, all.

Thank you, my samaritan. Penii was a shot in the dark (so to speak), but I was (uncharacteristically for me) too lazy to look it up. I'm still recovering from first day back at the gym-itis. Too pooped even to click.

Sweet dreams.

 

[Homburg]

The penquins are the best part! Brilliant! Oh yes. You do belong here.

I've waited 20 years for someone to appreciate the absurdity of that piece.

I officially you now.

Makes me wish I could find it.

I wrote a poem in college about a woman planting dahlias in her perfect garden, while inside the next house a man thrusts his fists into a boiling pot of broccoli. My angst was on steroids back then.

College was where I wandered away from it. For some reason I just couldn't get the words in the proper order. Too much going on. Kind of like these days.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

The sell dried bulls pizzle (yes it is called that!) over here as a dog's chew!

 

[RhymeSmith]

The sell dried bulls pizzle (yes it is called that!) over here as a dog's chew!

I can imagine that leading to an uncomfortable scenario: elderly macho men whizzing outdoors, and nearsighted dogs... OUCH!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Much as I applaud your imagination lol a pizzle is nigh on two foot long an inch wide dark brown and shrivelled! Now I have not had much contact with elderly men flashing but ......

 

[Angeline]

I've waited 20 years for someone to appreciate the absurdity of that piece.

I officially you now.

Makes me wish I could find it.



College was where I wandered away from it. For some reason I just couldn't get the words in the proper order. Too much going on. Kind of like these days.

I you, too. Actually I have for a while now cuz you're smart and strange and cool. My kinda man.

Actually you could recreate that poem here if you were ever of a mind to--although I already have the image of those penquins in my mind, and it is quite amusing.

I don't think I want to recreate the broccoli poem. It had its moments, but it was kinda gross actually.

 

[Angeline]

The sell dried bulls pizzle (yes it is called that!) over here as a dog's chew!

I don't think I could bear to watch a dog chewing away on one of those things. But I now must know--is it cut and dried in strips or does it look uh yknow like a dried pizzle? lol.

The only other times I recall seeing penis referred to as "pizzle" are in Larry McMurtrey's Lonesome Dove novels (which I adore).

Hmmm. Bulls. Cowboys. Pizzles. Yup yup. Makes sense to me.

 

[RhymeSmith]

Much as I applaud your imagination lol a pizzle is nigh on two foot long an inch wide dark brown and shrivelled! Now I have not had much contact with elderly men flashing but ......

Ah well... at least I got the shriveled part right...

 

[champagne1982]

Ange, Do you feel me as a shadow, there? I am nearly creeped out, but more inordinately pleased that we like so many similar things... Tyler Florence, Even Cowgirls Get The Blues and now, are you channelling John Irving and The Hotel New Hampshire 'cause I've got this vision of a woman biting a pizzle off...

Oh dear, dear ... creeeepy.

 

[Angeline]

Ange, Do you feel me as a shadow, there? I am nearly creeped out, but more inordinately pleased that we like so many similar things... Tyler Florence, Even Cowgirls Get The Blues and now, are you channelling John Irving and The Hotel New Hampshire 'cause I've got this vision of a woman biting a pizzle off...

Oh dear, dear ... creeeepy.

Tyler Florence is hawt, but my favorite Food Network people are the Neeley's from Memphis, TN. I watch their show every Saturday morning. They just crack me up and eagleyez is gonna think he died and went to heaven the first time I make him their barbequed spaghetti.

And I do love John Irving. A Prayer for Owen Meaney is one of my most favorite novels. I need to read it again. I do every few years.

I don't think I want a pizzle in my mouth. It sounds so...so... desicated. I prefer my pizzles reconstituted.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

It's about 2 ft long a rigid wizened brown pole about an inch wide, I guess they just dry roast 'em lol I've never gone into the matter will see if I can direct you to a picture!
Erm how do you barbeque spaghetti? Got visions now of strands of spaghetti hanging off the BBQ!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

The penquins are the best part! Brilliant! Oh yes. You do belong here.

I wrote a poem in college about a woman planting dahlias in her perfect garden, while inside the next house a man thrusts his fists into a boiling pot of broccoli. My angst was on steroids back then.

LOL! Well, that's high school.

I don't think you even have to recreate it; the poem is still right there. Man, what an image.

A woman plants dahlias
in her perfect garden
while in the house next door
a man thrusts his fists
into a boiling pot of broccoli.

Main thing is, why in the world would you boil broccoli?

I prefer my pizzles reconstituted.

I am thinking way too hard about this idea now.

It's about 2 ft long a rigid wizened brown pole about an inch wide, I guess they just dry roast 'em lol I've never gone into the matter will see if I can direct you to a picture!
Erm how do you barbeque spaghetti? Got visions now of strands of spaghetti hanging off the BBQ!

No no, you don't barbeque it cooked. They bind it onto the spit raw, in handfuls, and that way it stays stiff while it rotates.

I lived in Kansas City for ten years. I know barbeque...

lol.

and speaking of mythical pizzles: the oosik.

I'm thinking female walruses must be very very contented creatures.

bienvenue, babies,

bj

 

[Homburg]

I you, too. Actually I have for a while now cuz you're smart and strange and cool. My kinda man.

Actually you could recreate that poem here if you were ever of a mind to--although I already have the image of those penquins in my mind, and it is quite amusing.

I don't think I want to recreate the broccoli poem. It had its moments, but it was kinda gross actually.

I'll try once more to dig it out, or maybe some other piece of teenage drivel. Might be good for a laugh.


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LOL! Well, that's high school.

I don't think you even have to recreate it; the poem is still right there. Man, what an image.

A woman plants dahlias
in her perfect garden
while in the house next door
a man thrusts his fists
into a boiling pot of broccoli.

Oddly enough, I dig this.

Main thing is, why in the world would you boil broccoli?

Because it was fucking mouthy!

and speaking of mythical pizzles: the oosik.

I'm thinking female walruses must be very very contented creatures.

bienvenue, babies,

bj

Conversation between a friend and I many years ago:

Me: Don't make me go Inuit on you.
Friend: Hunh?
Me: I'll straight up beat you with a walrus dick. Don't push me.
Friend: You are so damned wierd.

 

[Shankara20]

I am enjoying some very lovely dessert right now...

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Wonder if one can write a poem about a polished pizzle?

 

[Homburg]

Wonder if one can write a poem about a polished pizzle?

It's a penis. However debased and modified, it's a penis. This means bijou can write a poem about it.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Not just Bijou I have got lots of rudities whizzing thru me brain right now lol

 

[hmmnmm]

Wonder if one can write a poem about a polished pizzle?

For to plunk in the latte?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I am enjoying some very lovely dessert right now...

WOOT! *brag brag* mah grunders are gettin' famous.

It's a penis. However debased and modified, it's a penis. This means bijou can write a poem about it.

LOL! Your faith in me means a great deal.

Not just Bijou I have got lots of rudities whizzing thru me brain right now lol

You GO, grrrrl. Let's see some penis poetry in this cafe, babies!

For to plunk in the latte?

I do like cream in my coffee.

bj

 

[Homburg]

WOOT! *brag brag* mah grunders are gettin' famous.

Wow, those are yours? I am so shocked. Amazed. Surprised even. I never would've guessed.

We won't mention that thoughts I had upon seeing those pics, and knowing whom they were likely to be from.

LOL! Your faith in me means a great deal.

I do like cream in my coffee.

bj

I could help with that...

 

[Shankara20]

Wow, those are yours? I am so shocked. Amazed. Surprised even. I never would've guessed.

We won't mention that thoughts I had upon seeing those pics, and knowing whom they were likely to be from.

they are mine now

 

[Homburg]

they are mine now

I expect that we will see less sad panda photos out of you for a while, right? No more empty mailboxes and sad Shank faces, yes?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Omgggggggg scrolled onward and sprayed coffe over keyboard at hairy backside (and more!) ...... Bijou am totally and utterly shocked at places you frequent I think I just found the place me mother warned me about