'f' is for fanny sucked dry by a leech

Dec 06, 2009 15:18

OH THE WEATHER OUTSIDE IS FRIGHTFUL.
BUT THE FIIIIIIIRE IS SO DELIGHTFUL.
AND---WHAT? HUH?

OMG PEOPLE YET ANOTHER STORY IS DONE! WOOOOO. I AM THE MASTER(BATER)!



1. FUCK YEAH SHOWER CURTAINS

2. THIS GUY KILLED 16 CZECHOSLOVAKIANS! HE WAS AN INTERIOR DECORATOR!

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3. Okay so in Season three of Sopranos, when Livia dies, there's a scene when the three kids go to the funeral parlor, and the following dialogue occurs.

Tony: Is she still down at the hospital morgue?
Director: We brought mom here this morning. She's downstairs.

It made me think about the identification of the dead body of the beloved. Something about the way the man said "mom" bothered me. I think about Tianyu. If I had asked that when I was at the funeral parlor, they might have said the same thing about him. I tried it out a few times, just saying it:

Amand-r: Is he still at the hospital morgue?
Director: We brought him here this morning.
Director: We brought Tianyu here this morning.
Director: We brought your husband here this morning.

I don't know why the last one bothers me the most. Maybe because it emphasizes my connection with Tianyu more than just his name or some pronoun. But then I have to address why it bothered me in the show. The director says "Mom," not "your mom", so he's using her title, like "your husband". I think it might be the presumptiveness of the Director in calling her Mom as well. Hrm. I get stroppy when strangers pretend or intimate like they knew him, and maybe that's an extension of that.

Or maybe it's the idea of attaching a identification to a dead body. Like that dead body wouldn't have been Tianyu. I also got to thinking about what had happened with Tianyu before he died, in that he hadn't shaved in a week. If you knew him, then you know that he was incapable of growing a beard, and he was looking…scraggly. I wanted him to shave but there was some reason that he didn't. Anyway, when he died and I gave them pictures of him, he was clean shaven in the pictures.

Okay so the casket is closed. The whole "how could they fix his head" thing is a separate issue, but they agreed to open the casket so that a few people could see him, and when they did, I took one look at him and walked away.

It was the face. They hadn't shaved his face. I don't know if that's something that you can't do, or if they didn't do it because they figured we'd want it on, or whatever. A lot of times I regret that I didn't stay, to touch him, but then again, it wasn't him, you know? It was this limp, hollow thing that had been patched back together with epoxy or something. And maybe that's why referring to a body as the person to intimately bothers me. Hrm.

Depressing bit over now.

4. HELLO PATRICK WILSON. I LOVE YOU LIKE BURNING.

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CAT IN A BAG:


I DON'T KNOW IF I'D NAME NY CHEESE COMPANY THIS:


THIS IS CRUE'S NEW BOOK:


MAH KID AND BLUE AT THE CONSERVATORY


FANCY NANCY PUTS ON HER HELLO KITTY BOOTS:


AIRPLANE-A PROGRESSION:








I LEFT A POEM AT IANTO'S SHRINE:


ALL RIGHT. OFF NOW! THERE'S EVIL AFOOT AT THE CIRCLE K!

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