Looks like I dropped off the face of the earth again...
but, here I am. To say I've been busy is an understatement. With new work things, traffic and happy hour, I have little time left for blogging!
I've made my move to Dallas by now...From one red state to another one. The difference is that the trucks are bigger and the air is a little more toxic.
Aside from conservative christian right wing republican straight white american males at every turn, I am really, really loving it here. You've gotta look for it, but the culture, the diversity, goodness...it's all here, too.
I've been having some philosophical discussions of sorts in regards to attraction...so, I'm busting out the Marge Piercy weapon.
Barbie Doll
This girlchild was born as usual
and presented dolls that did pee-pee
and miniature GE stoves and irons
and wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.
Then in the magic of puberty, a classmate said:
You have a great big nose and fat legs.
She was healthy, tested intelligent,
possessed strong arms and back,
abundant sexual drive and manual dexterity.
She went to and fro apologizing.
Everyone saw a fat nose on thick legs.
She was advised to play coy,
exhorted to come on hearty,
exercise, diet, smile and wheedle.
Her good nature wore out
like a fan belt.
So she cut off her nose and her legs
and offered them up.
In the casket displayed on satin she lay
with the undertaker's cosmetics painted on,
a turned-up putty nose,
dressed in a pink and white nightie.
Doesn't she look pretty? everyone said.
Consummation at last.
To every woman a happy ending.
