Do I know how to do the Lambada? Sure!
Alright fine, maybe not. But what the hell - fun? frivolity? Manic Bacchanals around town in nothing but my skivvies? I'm there. Still I don't think there's anything wrong with being civil and, dare I say, compassionate either - to echo the Costello song.
Yes I've administered a few purple head-band, ginsu beat-downs like when I owned a little red scooter that went from 0 - 70 in four seconds. Silly Porsche drivers would get out of their cars and charge me in a drunken water buffalo-like rage of confusion and jealousy after I smoked them out of the green light. But I took no pleasure in these punitive measures. "This hurts me more than it hurts you" kind of thing.
Point is I'm only bad 48% of the time .
The rest of the time I'm working in soup kitchens and helping crippled whales.
I like trees and stuff and children wave to me wherever I go. And dogs always want me to pet them.
I'm kind of like Tarzan.
"This is as it should be" is the PBS-like mantra repeating in my head as I refrain from further critique.
( Edit: I, um, I have this thing...called Vitiligo - wait! Come back! Hold on a minute..It's not contagious. It just effects pigment.
So I do sometimes look like an African Wild Dog maybe?
If I get tan its pretty stark. I kinda think it looks cool but some folks have been alarmed so yeah, you may notice that to be honest. But in the winter you wouldn't even know! - same goes for a dim bar.
Sooo there's that... )
McCarthy's "The Road". Damn fine book that.
Sushi is a comfort food.
Thin Red Line
Play it Again Sam
La Fura dels Baus - look them up. They win. Period. You know you'd actually go to the theater if it looked like that.
Are we allowed to include favorite people like my niece who has a funny gravely voice and likes to give me Spanish lessons and make little books for me that fit in my wallet? She's essentially a weasel.
music without commercials.
swimming in a cool river in the hot sun.
and all its paraphernalia
It never works though.
Unless I'm drinking.
or competing in the worlds strongest lumberjack from Iceland competition.
That's when I'm basically in the, quote/unquote, zone ...man
If you want to trade art things. I'll reciprocate for sure.
(C'mon! It's easy I swear...)
If you know what this new trend of "co-parenting" and co-parenting websites is all about. If you wanna raise a kid with me I'm down. We don't have to be in love or anything either. Cereal.
Also if you by chance know the name of those trees that bloom at night around the city - with the little white flowers?
Yeah, I don't think it's Jasmine. I thought of that too. It's actually a tree. With these little bunches of flowers.
Anyway, seems like if a girl smelled like that she could pretty much get whatever she wanted in life.