Just finished Tom Robbins' "skinny legs and all". Very cool. Made me want to thrust it into the faces of all the Christian suburbanite house wives I know, who drag their kids to churches every Sunday, for the traditional brainwashing/child abuse. Think it would loosen them up a little. Or freak them out totally. I would love to sit in on the book club meeting discussions that this book would inspire amongst that particular crowd. But preaching this book, preaching at all, would be Buddy Winkler. I don't want that.
Tom Robbins' sex is so great! Perhaps they'd just freak out their husbands.
It would be a fun little Pleasantside sexual revolution I think.
Next book is Douglas Coupland's "Shampoo Planet".
Someone please come to me and give me cable net connection!
My ma took me out for dinner tonight. There wuz a moment of panic when I got my pasta, I thought it may have had meat in it. False alarm. Jeez, I am living on the edge these days. Holy God. I tell ya, my adrenaline wuz a-pumpin'. Okay, I just felt sick. I'm okay now. Back to the daily trials of a life of vegetarianism... Met this handsome British gentleman today, at the hottub store. Went to get our hottub's water tested and this fine man who worked there wuz a very pleasant conversationalist. I enjoyed listening to, and watching, him. That's the end of that story. Just though he should be mentioned.
I want to write out all the words to PJ's "My Beautiful Leah" now. But I can't/won't. Just go listen to it yourself.
From "Is This Desire?"
"Did she come around here sir? I swear you would remember..."
(Thanx to Adrian for telling me about this Gomez music. T'is good stuff.)