- At July 28, 2005
- By Bob Howe
- In Blog Posts
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Mon Dieu! Cadeaux!
I have the best friends. As you may know from
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We shouldn’t fool ourselves into mistaking the world as we experience it for the world as it really is.
The two are related, but the relationship is complicated, and it’s real work to figure it out.
@Popehat We're never going to change their hearts and minds if we treat this kind of conduct as a bad thing.
Oscar Hokeah's blog post: Debut Novel: CALLING FOR A BLANKET DANCE https://www.goodreads.com/author_blog_posts/21549394-debut-novel-calling-for-a-blanket-dance via @goodreads
“the…novelist, who seeks to confer or receive amusement from his labours, may, without presumption, apply to prose fiction a licence, or rather a rule, from the adoption of which so many exquisite combinations of human feeling have resulted in the highest specimens of poetry.”
Jeff Bezos being lionized by rote, thoughtless coverage for going to space privately, decades after we did it first collectively, speaks of the ethos of an age: we've come to venerate what we do alone and sneer at what we do together.
Let's reverse that.
https://the.ink/p/what-we-do-alone-and-what-we-do-together
shunn
Sacres cadeaux! The gifts that don’t stop giving!
markbourne
Freedom boobs!
laurie_daniels
Hahahahaha! You do have great friends.
Nice score, Bob!
admin
“Sacres cadeaux!” Now there’s a tee shirt slogan.
admin
I read this comment a few times—you know, you read it in the e-mail, then you read it in the blog, then you read it when you answer it—it cracked my silly ass up all three times.
admin
Yes, I do. Present company included. (Though I have t say you and Mark are slackers in the nudie postcard arrondissement.)
markbourne
Careful. I have a digital camera and a full-length mirror.
markbourne
(Huh huh … ass crack … huh huh…)
admin
See, that’s just wrong.
admin
Ha! I meant Laurie and her Mark were slackers, but now that you mention it, you and Elizabeth are also behind (get it, behind?) in the nude postcard race. And believe me, there’s nothing you could see (or photograph) in the mirror scarier than the Biblical horror I face every morning.
markbourne
Hey, man, we’re all porn stars.
Never mind the flying cars and robot maids they said we’d have by now. Where’s the Adobe Photoshop Cut-n-Paste Body Mirror?
shunn
Liberté! Egalité! Uh … nudité!
shunn
Part of me is surprised that the postcard actually made it to you, but no doubt there was a happy mailman!
(Um, it wasn’t stuck to your other mail, was it?)
shunn
It’s been with us many, many decades. It’s called television.
c3fyn
Ka-Zoing!
*sigh*
My day, much better, even.
laurie_daniels
AW, so sweet! From us to you, buddy:
admin
…it wasn’t stuck to your other mail, was it?
No, but the chick in the photo had a sour expression on her face when I first picked up the card.
admin
Back to Elba for you, French Knight.
bad_bad_zoot
That’s…that’s just—whuff. You hairless people are sick.
admin
Re: Ka-Zoing!
Hey! We do what we can to please. As Bill says, it’s les cadeaux that keeps on giving.
admin
Mon Dieu, que vos enfants sont laids!
laurie_daniels
Pardon me for not getting your kink exactly right, Zooticus!! I thought that the black heart crotch design was rather fetching, myself.
laurie_daniels
Hey, you wanted sexy photos as a sign of friendship. You never said that they were for you, and Bill’s postcard gave me no hints either way. After all, men don’t care about breast size right?
Right?
(insert cricket chirps here)
mckitterick
zoiks!
Goodness gracious. That wasn’t the boat on which you served, was it sir? *g*
Chris
PS: Oh, and a little nudie present for you.
admin
Re: zoiks!
That wasn’t the boat on which you served, was it sir?
God I wish. About that nudie link: you’re a tease. I always knew it.
mckitterick
Re: zoiks!
Yeah, you served on something that amounted to little more than a life-raft considering its environment, didn’t you?
Heee. Made it just for you.
Chris