So, it's occurrence that doesn't allow me to sleep. The picture you posted goes well with my lj theme. it looks really nice on my page. I sucked at the movie game.
In theory, yes, occurrence could be to plame. The painter? Are you starting a salon, of the beaux-arts variety? I shall look. And yes, but all of god's children are blessed in his sight ;). No worries; John did just as badly as you did, and John's one of our favourite ponies, so that's saying something.
Salons rock, when they work. And by that, I mean enlightenment-style salons. I used to dream of having them; then I realized that I kind of liked having where I was living to myself, so I'm far more of a salon participant rather than a salon host. Madeleine is an excellent salong hostess; her bi-annual dinners always bring together some of the brightest minds around, and then a few idiots for everyone else to harp over. The closest thing we have to a regular salon in Miami is comprised not at steady households, but rather at impromptu, yet carefully organized dinners at Fridays. We all rather hate the food, which is overpriced and greasy, but tradition dictates that the liveliest discussions and biggest groups most comfortably gather there. The last one was fairly smashing.
Wow, I just pulled a you, in terms of random digression. Holden Caulfield's classmates would have a field day.
Of course enlightenment-style salon. If you think I was talking about doing hair, then you're sadly mistaken because I can barely manage my own. It would be difficult to open one here. I wonder how one would get great discussions going. I probably would not be able to. no, maybe I could. Picking topics would be my problem. i'm so not up to date in current events or anything like that. It's the occurrence's fault. My mind is like a white water rapid- fast, bumpy, and constantly changing course. Pulling a me would also be defined as going in into awful metaphors. My head is loose, and everyhting seems connected to me. Oh wait, i just pulled a you-me.
Oh, silly, silly boy. An alternative to an enlightenment-style salon would of course be a beaux-arts salon, like the Paris Salon of 1863. But ne'ermind - no one actually picks topics, they just come up and build up, and they aren't necessarily about enormous issues of humanistic importance, but rahter just very lively discourse about anything really - it can be gossip, random commentary, etc., but always heavily spiced with side comments, multi-layered references, and huge doses (atleast in my group) of wit and sarcasm. Also, much of the time there are 7 conversations going on at once, with people randomly interrupting and dropping topics. For examples...eesh...there's a scene in The Aviator that covers it pretty well, in the Hepburn home, in terms of the constant criss-crossing and digressions...Jefferson in Paris...even Cyranno could arguably have salon scenes. Any Oscar Wilde play, as well. More than anything, it is a gathering of wildly intelligent, witty people - surely Haverford has plenty, nay
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have you ever thought that comments such as "silly boy" or "dirty boy" carry seductive connotations? i do. Talked about it last week when i called someone a dirty boy. He was, in fact, dirty. whatever. Oh, a Beaux-Arts salon. How uppity! i like it. i think it's funny that you call it a gathering of wildly intelligent, witty people. makes it seem as though all of the people who attend think of themselves this way, and that makes them seem like eeewy little snobrats. i'm sure they're not. You, on the other hand, i'm not so sure of...
Eesh - rather not. Comments like "silly" or "naughty" or "dirty" boy, in a sexual context, remind me of pederasty - which is terrifying. The only one vaguely acceptable is "dear boy", and even that would have to be in a "you skinned your knee, oh, don't cry!" sort of context - i.e., more caring than anythign sexual. Ergo, much like yourself, when I say silly...I do mean silly. Fascinating stuff, though.
Sure, Beaux-Arts salons. They're fan-tastico. As are my fellow salon guests - really, you've no idea...just the side-comments and allusions made are more than enough to qualify them all as "wildly intelligent, witty people" - present member included! Well, for the most part...we also have excellent members who, less than intelligent, are still quite entertaining. At our last one, which was fairly tempered, one of them tried to seduce Justin; ask him, if you wish.
Ha! The last person who called me Aitie joined a commune and grew marijuana in Oregon.
I was having a conversation about joining a commune much like the one in Easy Rider. I think I would like it, maybe. Aitie is a cute nickname, but it comes out awkwardly. In chinese a certain combination of the syllable in aitie (spelled ai ti in pin yin)could mean "love to kick."
The picture you posted goes well with my lj theme.
it looks really nice on my page.
I sucked at the movie game.
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The painter? Are you starting a salon, of the beaux-arts variety?
I shall look.
And yes, but all of god's children are blessed in his sight ;). No worries; John did just as badly as you did, and John's one of our favourite ponies, so that's saying something.
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No. I'm not.
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Wow, I just pulled a you, in terms of random digression. Holden Caulfield's classmates would have a field day.
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just kidding, Aitie!
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Sure, Beaux-Arts salons. They're fan-tastico. As are my fellow salon guests - really, you've no idea...just the side-comments and allusions made are more than enough to qualify them all as "wildly intelligent, witty people" - present member included! Well, for the most part...we also have excellent members who, less than intelligent, are still quite entertaining. At our last one, which was fairly tempered, one of them tried to seduce Justin; ask him, if you wish.
Ha! The last person who called me Aitie joined a commune and grew marijuana in Oregon.
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Two bloody syllables are simple enough to not need modification.
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i don't think i'd make it in a salon.
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