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December 27, 2005
Left Luggage Department
The wife tried to quote me into a misquotation, her words; as follows:
In regards to the clothing I left in New Orleans- "oh, my wedding dress was left behind" dear husband replies, "I left it becasue it was falling apart, like our marriage".
How it really went down (or should have been relayed, not just for a more comical reaction from the empty seats, but also to convey my (in)sincerity. Is as follows:
In regards to her bitching and whining over my choice to leave her wedding dress to rot in New Orleans, I said "It was falling apart, just like our marriage"
see the difference?
We take showers to wash away our mistakes
I try to cajole her into sucking my dick and she procedes with an inquest: "How can I? When YOU spend so much time sucking it yourself?"
Its true. I had spent a rather large portion of the latter hours of the afternoon praising highly, not just my prowess in photography, but my accomplishments with the written word as well.
Fuck, I though, even Hemingway and Ed Weston had had their critics and detractors. Shit, even Jesus Christ couldnt please everyone. (As that quartet of driven nails could attest to, had they tongues with which to spark a testimony from.....)
My wife is reading a dictionary. I told her "You're lucky we're staying in hotels, when you finish with that dictionary you can start reading the phonebook or one of the menus in the nightstand drawer."
No, she is not big on the classics, but she has a huge appetite. Not just for epics, but for chinese delivery as well...
Confused by all this?
Then remember: Better to be electrified that electrocuted (especially by all this chinese arithmetic)
Posted by Drexler at December 27, 2005 06:11 PM