"Perge modo et qua te ducit via dirige gressum," said Venus to Aeneas.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
An introspective mirror
The comments on Joe's post asking readers to reveal their deepest darkest secrets are fascinating. I often wonder who all of you really are, having met only a handful of you. (That is the essential pleasure of this format.) Reading through the Joe-coaxed secrets makes me wonder what life would be like if I found myself on a Gilligan's Island with only those people who stop by here regularly. Do we merit whom we attract? Are we like water finding its own level? Or, are you my opposites? Something tells me there wouldn't be a boring moment on that island and that we'd have little interest in building a boat in which to escape (let alone the ability to agree about how to do it.) And think of the children that might be produced!
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I would be happy to be marooned on Gilligan's Island with you Tony. I am not sure harmony would reign, but I doubt that there would be many dull moments and I am fairly sure that the food would be exceptional.
As for deepest darkest secrets... I am not sure I have many anymore. I will have to give it some thought.
I sometimes think that life, like the universe, is by nature, multiple choice. In my own body, weighted to my own life, I have made choices and followed my own path, but I know, even in my dullest moments, that other roads beckon me at times. Your words push me offshore again and again, not bound by any anchor, because your home is movement. Your Island would pulse with life … the stone rolled away, and I wouldn't be looking for rescue.
I guess you can call me a "new regular," having only discovered your blog recently. But I sure would enjoy talking (and probably sparring) with you and your other regulars. Your posts have still got me thinking, days after reading them, pro and con. I love it!
I think this gathering should be an annual event. Ft. Lauderdale or New York?
Birdie
Alas, Bird (and that, don't you know, was Tennessee William's nickname), I suspect you'd find me tiresome. My social skills are falling into disrepair and I can't seem to be bothered tending to them. At parties, I find myself more interested in the food. During sex, I am distracted by wallpaper.
On the island, we could make our own wallpaper! Printed onto woven palm fronds with stamps made from sliced papayas!
We could also make bedding coordinates
with some of that always abundant canvas sheeting that the castaways fashioned into theater curtains, escape raft sails, and Ginger's daytime ensembles.
Yes, Eddie, The Thurston Howell line, in 400 thread canvas! And sell them to passing cruise ships!
I just could not resist the challenge.
I must say, I think we'd get along fine, though I would have so much to learn at your feet it might be entirely too one way. I do hope we'd have lots of books.
I have looked forward to my turning of the decade, and hope to be at the same level by the time I'm twice your age.
I am envisioning the Lovie collection or sarong's, Eddie.
An Island would be interesting, and it is somewhat how I envisioned the monastery you wrote of a few moons ago. Being somewhat the introvert, I would probably spend time figuring out how to construct a bed that would properly showcase your and Eddie's linen collection. I can relate to the party and sex mannerisms, as I have been called on the carpet for both. It's not that I make an effort to be disconnected, it just happens, and I lack the willpower not to follow the loose threads of my own mind.
I have this really clever idea for making phones from chord and empty coconut shells...
I read JMG's post with interest as well. Considering how easy it was to track those guys who posted the "homo cleansing" video, I would never reveal too much on line. A bit why my blogs are the way they are -- not too personal.
I think you and I would get along fine because I think we have opposites yet complimentary personalities...you being outgoing and friendly, me being aloof with a lack of confidence.
Tater and I thought the same thing...I immediately thought of your monastery idea. (Did I tell you my first partner was a Trappist monk for years at the Monastery of New Clairvaux in Vina (Chico), CA?)
Unlike Tater, who got oh so technical with his phone from chord and coconut shells idea, I was thinking of using those same raw materials to make a bra to cover my man boobs.
Hey Gavin/Y.O.Y, did you watch the 4th seed UCONN game yesterday? I did, and I am still mourning their defeat.
I posted on JMG with Anonymous and my usual email, intentionally. JMG knows my secret;)
I feel being on an island with everyone from JMG and PM would be a fascinating time. As long as I have my Lynette, I would be fine. We need to go see her.
I didn't catch the UCONN game. Did you see Siena? WooHoo! They take on Villanova today. Two Catholic institutions going at it on Easter. Go Saints!
Where do I sign up for my trip on the SS Minnow? I'm looking forward to my four hour tour.
Bil, you would so be the Skipper. I'd be Maryann on weekdays, Ginger on weekends.
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