Like Manna from Heaven

Jan 11, 2005 15:37

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 ( Read more... )

anecdotes, library, smoking, sex

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rootedfool January 11 2005, 22:19:14 UTC
That's a great image, story -- hilarious and actually very dark (to me anyway).

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ink_ling January 11 2005, 22:42:48 UTC
Thanks, Fella! Why dark?

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rootedfool January 11 2005, 22:45:32 UTC
I think because of the way I raised, any reference to sperm is dark.

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ink_ling January 11 2005, 23:59:30 UTC
Wow! Are you my long-lost brother? Did you grow up in Fatalburg, TN? Hehehe ... .

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jerm_cell January 12 2005, 01:02:23 UTC
HHHHaaaaa...
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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ink_ling January 12 2005, 16:06:24 UTC
Haha! :) Glad to have made you laugh.

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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