Some guidelines, theories, and equations.
If person A has a steady work schedule, an apartment, a small enough social life that there's really only 3 places they can usually be found, and a cell phone and person B has a work schedule that changes from week to week, couch surfiness, and an answering machine that still uses the robot voice, who calls who?
I realized last week that I've taken the Eddie Izzard approach to booktalking. I've got a few notes, and I ramble, and it's funny. Sometimes. I hope.
And I wear a lot of makeup, except I don't think I look like an uglier, older Pink in it. Which is a shame, because Izzard's not a bad-looking guy, 'til he gets all Glamour Shotsed.
Not to say he shouldn't wear makeup at all. Just not like in those pictures from that Bust article awhile back.
As soon as I buy a new box of condoms, my reason for needing 'em seems to fall of the face of the earth. Leading to this equation...
2 weeks + nothing = invented closure.
If an informal survey (OK, looking at people's MySpace profiles) turns up more married hipster and punkish mid20s kids than single ones in an area, does that make a 26 year old a spinster, or just someone who should start thinking about relocation?
(Don't worry--I'm still thinking that relocation is a few years off. But people should start working to get their local teen librarians fired now. Public libraries have a lot of red tape.)
(7 balls of Lamb's Pride bulky x $7) + $4.95 flat shipping + fun times spent knitting Skully > at least $50 for a cute oversized warm sweater + the annoyance of trying to find such a sweater + shipping and handling
Greater in terms of the better idea, not greater in terms of which is the bigger investment for less.
ETA: January.
Look, if you compliment me and then reassure me of your sobriety, somehow it makes it less of a compliment. Also, kinda creepy.
Scratch that. Really creepy.
The number of sexy bunny-costumed girls in a room is indirectly proportional to the number of minutes I spend in that room.
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Hey, saw you on Crafster, followed you to the blog. Just wanted to say that I end up booktalking the same way. My segways are complete randomness. "I brought a lot of mysteries from your basic mysterious notes to crazy serial killers, lets work our way up."
:-)
I seem to wind up calling a lot of books "a good time", as though their titles are on the bathroom wall at Hammerheads or something.
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