Tuesday, June 07, 2005
About Me
- Name: Aunt B
- Location: Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Like Donnell Alexander says, "It's about completing the task of living with enough spontaneity to splurge some of it on bystanders, to share with others working through their own travails a little of your bonus life." But, it's mostly the kind of place that folks looking for "girls and cars" stumble across by accident.
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THINGS I SAID RECENTLY
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- Granite Falls
THE CAST OF CHARACTERS
Aunt B.--Your kind host.The Butcher--My youngest brother, who lives with me and works as, you guessed it, a butcher. He knows everyone in town.
The Recalcitrant Brother--Our middle brother, who lives in rural Georgia and has a kind of movie star life, if that movie star is Burt Reynolds in Deliverance.
The Reverend--Our Dad, a Methodist minister, perpetually three years from retirement.
Mom--Our Mom. She doesn't get a funny nickname because our mom will not stand for funny nicknames.
Mrs. Wigglebottom--My dog. She's got terrible manners.
The Corporate Shill--Or The Shill, as we call her. My friend from college who was constantly getting me into trouble and going to parties she neglected to tell me about where cute boys would ask her "Where's Aunt B.?"
The Legal Eagle--The Shill's husband.
The Super Genius--She lived next door to me my freshman year of college and we've been friends ever since my first day on the floor.
Miss J.--My first adult friend, meaning the first lasting friendship I made after college. She was my roommate in grad school.
Her Lover--Her Husband.
The Divine Ms. B.--Miss J.'s sister and one of my heroes, because she's brave and funny and mystic and fearless.
JR--My oldest friend. I've known her since I was in the second grade.
Elias--JR's husband and the person who's musical tastes have most strongly affected my own. Oh, how I long to be cooler than him!
The Professor--My closest friend here in Nashville. She's a genius, but she'll never tell you that.
The Man from GM--I've known him since I was 16 and he still hasn't forgiven me for telling him I was a vegetarian when I wasn't.
The Redheaded Kid--No one knows where he comes from or where he goes when he leaves here. I assume he's the Butcher's friend. The Butcher assumes he's mine.
5 Comments:
The dog problem in Memphis is HORRENDOUS. Strays, dead dogs, injured dogs...it's really, really bad. Plus no leash laws and nobody gives a shit. I have a good friend whose old golden retriever is allowed to meander through the neighborhood. Every time I find her, I bring her home, but her (educated, well-off) owner always seems unfazed by it.
Oh my god you guys--you need to come to Portland! Named by Purina as "dog friendliest city in America!"
We love our doggies here. People are totally dog crazy.
I try to be understanding, because I let the cats outside and I know some folks would be mortified by that. But I think there's just a fundimental difference between cats, which want to hang out in the bushes and eat some bugs, and dogs, which want to greet everyone who walks up and they wander and fight and get hurt.
I just don't understand it.
It's all the darned owners, as you already pointed out. That's all you need to understand. They are being irresponsible!!!! Henry would NOT approve!
I met the white dog's owner today. Scary! As wide as he is tall, but not in the jolly fat man way, but in the "I could crush you with my muscles" way. I just said hello and smiled and walked on and felt lucky he didn't hit me with the garbage can he had in his hand.
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