I was on my smoke break. I sat, swinging my legs, on the dock beside David, a gay deaf co-worker of mine. I, regretfully, do not know sign language -- and we don't have our usual pad to communicate with -- so we nod, smile, then sit silently staring ahead
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Thank you, thank you, thank you. I HAD a minor headache, but you just had me laughing so hard it seems to have been banished. That is so funny, and proves that the International Language is NOT love, its much less romantic and much more earthy. Thanks again Bubba.
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Weird. After dude left, I sat there finishing my cigarette and feeling both whimsical and contemplative. I think you're right -- about that earthy thing; my bottom-line take on the world is that it's basically material, lusty, absurd, and slyly curious.
Again, I think of Chaucer. All bodily excretions and bawdy send-ups of the higher-ups ... .
How're you getting along, Buddy?
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