Mezzo Swede

A Toast to World Domination
2002-08-10 08:21:18 (UTC)

Intrinsic Female Bonding??

Clint, Francesca, Katie, and myself, as well as hundreds of
other random people that we didn't know, went to see Carly
in the musical ON THE TOWN last night. Carly was quite
hilarious, and had a quadrillion costume changes. Yay for
Carly! There was, however, something about the show that
really bugged me, and I didn't figure out what it was until
the second act. It was the fact that there were long
segments of music, and all this artistic, fancy-schmancy
dancing going on...by no singing. That's what was missing.
It was a musical, and in musicals I am used to seeing
dancing ACCOMPANIED by singing. My favorite part in the
whole show, was when an older man came out and sang a song
that started with, and I paraphrase...when I was young, my
brother stole a lollipop from me...my lollipop stole he!
The four of us DIED laughing in the back row of the theatre.
Let's see...what else...I got a warm welcome by a couple of
attractive sailors after the show, and that's always nice.
Before the show, Clint and I stopped by my friend Gaby's
photography class. She was doing her final presentation
today. Gaby is the most sophisticated 15 year old I know,
and it even shows in her photography. She had some great
shots, an excellent eye for artistic composition, and
relative to the rest of her class, generally superior
camera skills. I didn't care much for the presentation that
preceeded Gaby's. It was strikingly non-spectacular. What's
worse is that the presenter tried her best to make herself
out to be the next Ansel Adamn, but sadly, I could give
Milo, my cat, a camera, and have the resulting photos be of
similar caliber. I didn't care much for the presentation
that followed Gaby's either. It consisted of black and
white pictures of the same two obese naked women, lounging
in homo-erotic poses. It was somehow supposed to represent
this intrinsic and beautiful bond that exists between two
women. I must have missed something because no matter how
hard I tried, to me, it just looked like the photographer
dude had asked his two chicks to get naked, sprawl on a
bed, and fake an intrinsic and beautiful bond. I don't know
about the rest of y'all, but I can bond just as
intrinsically and just as beautifully with my clothes ON.
Oh well. I am sure it COULD have been artistic, but I
concluded that the photographer did not yet possess the
necessary skills to separate lesbian porn from intrinsic
and beautiful female bonding.
Anyway, after the photo show was the musical, and after the
musical we all went to TGIF. Good times, fatty food. At
million o'clock I drove Francesca to Hayward. And after
dropping Frannie in Hayward, I drove Clint back to his
house. By this time I was really tired, and sick of
driving. And my head hurt from laughing so much. So I went
home and went to sleep next to my sweetie.




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