Le maudit Mo D.

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I hated my year in NYC. Hated it. I am not made to transport myself through tunnels underground with a stranger's armpit pressed to my nose. I am not made to live on a street littered with chicken bones. It was an experience, one I certainly do not regret, but truthfully, I could not wait to get out of there. Moving to Austin has shown itself time and time again to be one of the best decisions I've ever made.

However, among the many good things that happened to me there was meeting Miss Annie, warden of the Coupland Campers, and all around lovely lady. I was reunited with her today after seven years and that lady is an angel. She is an ordained minister and delivered quite possibly the loveliest wedding service I've ever seen in my life. You should have seen her floating about in her white vestments. Angel! I'm not just writing this because I gave her the URL to this here blog. She is also...wait for it...A SISTER OF THE DENT! I had no idea. We are EVERYWHERE. Us bowlies are gonna take over.

(The Japanese!--thank you A. & thank you D. I am going to remember that.)

I'm just going to say it: I thought tonight's final B.o.S. show was DONK. I even made up an unpleasant-sounding adjective to describe it. I attribute its donkness to the totally donk suggestion of GARDEN OF EDEN, which, in my mind was either a vegan restaurant or a sex toy shop, not where Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit. The problem when people suggest to us locations that already have canonical stories attached to them is that we are not in agreeance as to whether or not we play the well-known story or toss it completely and made something up. So the first scene was the real Garden of Eden, the second scene, initiated by moi, was at a sex toy store, the third was among angels. There was a struggle between good and evil and I failed to do Smith College proud by half-assing a kiss on the lips with Shana. We had a very lovely lesbian relationship in which she played a sexually-curious nun and I got to show her what was what.

I also came home insecure as hell about my novel over a rather benign comment made by J-Rat, who has read parts of it. I said it was done and he said, "oh?" and then I somehow stopped believing it was done. So I can safely say that I experienced quite a range of emotions today. Yes I can.

Posted by Zerd at August 12, 2007 12:18 AM