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minsue said:
In 1974, I went to Mexico to visit my brother who was working as an anthropologist with Tsutsil Indians, the last surviving Mayan tribe. And the Tsutsil speak a lovely birdlike language and are quite tiny physically; I towered over them. Mostly, I spent my days following the women around since my brother wasn’t really allowed to do this. We got up at 3am and began to separate the corn into three colors. And we boiled it, ran to the mill and back, and finally started to make the tortillas. Now all the other women’s tortillas were 360°, perfectly toasted, perfectly round; and after a lot of practice mine were still lop-sided and charred. And when they thought I wasn’t looking they threw them to the dogs.

After breakfast we spent the rest of the day down at the river watching the goats and braiding and unbraiding each other’s hair. So usually there wasn’t that much to report. One day the women decided to braid my hair Tsutsil-style. After they did this I saw my reflection in a puddle. I looked ridiculous but they said, “Before we did this you were ugly, but now maybe you will find a husband.”

I lived within in a yurt, a thatched structure shaped like a cob cake. And there’s a central fireplace ringed by sleeping shelves sort of like a dry beaver down. Now my Tsutsil name was Lausha, which loosely translated means “the ugly one with the jewels”. Now ugly, OK, I was awfully tall by local standards. But what did they mean by the jewels? I didn’t find out what this meant until one night, when I was taking my contact lenses out, and since I’d lost the case I was carefully placing them on the sleeping shelf; suddenly I noticed that everyone was staring at me and I realized that none of the Tsutsil had ever seen glasses, much less contacts, and that these were the jewels, the transparent, perfectly round, jewels that I carefully hid on the shelf at night and then put for safekeeping into my eyes every morning.

So I may have been ugly but so what? I had the jewels.

~ Laurie Anderson
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I LOVE THAT ALBUM!!!!!! I've listened to her tell those stories endlessly.

Minsue, you have also joined the ranks of the people I officially crush on at the AH. Anyone who can quote Laurie Anderson has GOT to be cool!
 
Le sigh. Why the fuck am I even up now? It's 5am. Oh yeah, because I have no life. Or better yet, because the life I have isn't the one I want.
 
oh holey hell that was HOT
and taking a cold shower afterwards did NOTHING to cool me down :devil:
 
malachiteink said:
I LOVE THAT ALBUM!!!!!! I've listened to her tell those stories endlessly.

Minsue, you have also joined the ranks of the people I officially crush on at the AH. Anyone who can quote Laurie Anderson has GOT to be cool!
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I just subjected Mats to it. ;)

If I'd have known that, I'd have done it long ago. :D
 
minsue said:
I just subjected Mats to it. ;)

If I'd have known that, I'd have done it long ago. :D
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Hehheh -- yeah, ok, so I'm easy. Anyone got a problem with that? :devil:
 
malachiteink said:
EEW!

And I thought my brother putting white sugar on rice was bad....
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Sugar, white or brown, is great on rice, along with milk! Mmmmmm...... :)
 
artisticbiguy said:
especially cooked slow in the milk, with a touch of vanilla and cinnamon :D
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That would be nice too! Of course I also like my rice wraped around a raw piece of fish! :)
 
Li is drunk and attempting to molest my brother, not me. What is wrong with this picture? But Brigid and Jason are going to bed WITH me, so I find this reassuring.

Not that I find drunk logic logical, after all.
 
On second thought, scratch my first post, as I can't find the edit button.

There's an orgy on my couch, and I blame it all on Jack Daniel's and So Co
 
Her voice resonated with a liquid sense of languor,
Contralto wrapped in velvet poured in a glass,
Amber in color, cool to the taste, warm as it percolates
Through the soul as a simple caress.

Sing for him a song with simple melody, a capella,
As her lips linger near his neck,
And fingers tangle in his hair,
Drawing him down to her.

Sweet harmony of two wrapped in passion
And tangled sheets
That shelter them from a distant day
That will soon take them away to a place

Wrapped in silence.
Seeking asylum from the dissonance
That rules the day.
Scattered notes upon the floor.

Time repeats the measure,
Waltzing through the moment to a steady beat;
Building to a crescendo,
Timeless in the moment, repeated in time.

Each note, a gentle caress.
Each song, another lover.
 
The_Fool said:
Her voice resonated with a liquid sense of languor,
Contralto wrapped in velvet poured in a glass,
Amber in color, cool to the taste, warm as it percolates
Through the soul as a simple caress.

Sing for him a song with simple melody, a capella,
As her lips linger near his neck,
And fingers tangle in his hair,
Drawing him down to her.

Sweet harmony of two wrapped in passion
And tangled sheets
That shelter them from a distant day
That will soon take them away to a place

Wrapped in silence.
Seeking asylum from the dissonance
That rules the day.
Scattered notes upon the floor.

Time repeats the measure,
Waltzing through the moment to a steady beat;
Building to a crescendo,
Timeless in the moment, repeated in time.

Each note, a gentle caress.
Each song, another lover.
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I think I just had an orgasm.

:rose:
 
minsue said:
This is the danger of drubnk posting. ;)
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I prefer to think of it as drunk-dialling the AH board. The image makes me giggle....

Op: Hello, you've reached the AH...
Me: HIIIIIIIIIII! Uhm.. why did I call you again?
Op: Uhm, I have no idea... may I help you with something?
Me: Why am I excluded from the couch orgy? I wanna be orgified!!!
OP: Okay.. uhm, I think you want the Playground or General Board.. would you like me to transfer you...
Me: NOOOOOOO... I wanna know why I'm not orgified yet!!!
Op: Uhm... please hold.

And the scenario goes from there, but I'm not deluded enough to assume anyone can understand my drunken logic or humor.
 
FallingToFly said:
I prefer to think of it as drunk-dialling the AH board. The image makes me giggle....

Op: Hello, you've reached the AH...
Me: HIIIIIIIIIII! Uhm.. why did I call you again?
Op: Uhm, I have no idea... may I help you with something?
Me: Why am I excluded from the couch orgy? I wanna be orgified!!!
OP: Okay.. uhm, I think you want the Playground or General Board.. would you like me to transfer you...
Me: NOOOOOOO... I wanna know why I'm not orgified yet!!!
Op: Uhm... please hold.

And the scenario goes from there, but I'm not deluded enough to assume anyone can understand my drunken logic or humor.
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The AH has an operator????

Cool.
 
Excuse me....I blurted.

I am my own fictional character
Telling stories about me
To myself, some true, some not
Some best not repeated in mixed company.

Lonely sounds of silence
Sift through a melancholy moment
Threatening a lingered depression
Lend a sadness to my alcohol

Ice cubes crack
Hearts break
Lovers quarrel
Friends part

What story shall I write today
Why a romantic comedy filled with pathos
A tragedy, darkly humorous where the girl gets the girl
And I ride off into the Sunset
 
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