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It's early Sunday morning, and I am up pre-brunch to write a little something before going in for cookin. First of all, let me just say that all anyone wants me for these days is the pirate slash or johnny depp's email address. My stats have literally tripled over the past three days and the increase is due entirely to my mention of the above. Weird, no? Here's the thing: when I was last visiting my sister and her awesome new girlfriend, we had a conversation about the "shadow world"--an entirely foreign dimension that goes on simultaneously to ours, with it's own culture and symbols. The example they brought up at the time is the whole Mary Kate and Ashley thing---these girls have a marketing empire beyond Disney's wildest dreams, and yet it barely hits the radar screen of mainstream culture. Did you know they have their own production company and make several movies a year? Me neither. So, it is like that with the slash---slash is its own world. A world in which young girls writing about their fantasies involving Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom going at it in a trailer on the set is not only tolerated but encouraged. I am reasonably sure that the moral leaders of America do not know this is going on. It is RAMPANT, people. I mean, take a look at my stats. I am completely boggled by this. I would imagine that when they are not writing slash these girls have pretty normal lives. I have always secretly chuckled at the sex researchers who are puzzled by the fact that women get turned on by gay porn. They need only to spend a little time cruising the net to see that it is a widespread phenomenon. That's enough of that. Friday was the big day. Friday was the day my life changed. I do not want to go into details, because everything is amorphous still, but it looks like I will be cooking ALOT in the near future. Putting together menus and doing all the ordering and such. And the cooking. And serving, even. Details to follow but for now I feel like the universe has just up and dropped me into a build your own paradise. I just have to be careful how I put the pieces together. And then was LIVE, and yes, that changed my life too. Ed is just so amazing. He really does have the air of a spiritual man. It was another shadow world thing though, because the place was completely packed with kids, singing along and pumping their fists. These kids knew all the words. They were singing along to "her placenta falls to the floor" and all the rest of it with conviction. It made me puzzle--do they just learn the words and sing along? Do they think it through and agree? Do they apply it to their own lives? The thought that Ed could be churning out generations of spiritually aware kids really warmed my heart. I guess it is enough that they are listening to LIVE instead of Slipknot. I was treated to a snippet of Slipknot lyric the other day that repulsed me in the way the movie SEVEN repulsed me. As in, I wish I did not live on the planet with the person who thought this up as a form of entertainment. Ok. And then yesterday was a lot of laying in bed, eating Indian food, more laying in bed, and then some getting serious about cleaning, to the point where I completely lost track of time and almost missed part of the big show. Turns out one of the bands had to cancel anyways, but I did get to enjoy the dance stylings of LUDUS LOVESTYLE and the really completely over the top cockrock stylings of the HUMAN BRAINS. Seriously, I don't know if it comes from having spent the past two nights watching some fey sissy rock or if they really have gotten more blustery, but the brains put on a particularly metal show last night. By which I mean metal in 'tude as much as actual music. It was thoroughly entertaining. I slept the sleep of the righteous and now I need to get going to brunchorama. Kick it! |
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