Wednesday, July 20, 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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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.
9 Comments:
Weelll...I kind of sort of just started back up, after years and years. I know, I know. I look on it as temporary insanity. I'd be happy to blow in your ear. ;p
Twyla, something tells me that this would become a very different sort of blog, with a very different readership, if I started letting everyone who tickled my fancy blow smoke in my ear!
You and I might become rich, depending on the size of the audience.
Just walk into Buffallo Billiards or any place on Broadway after 11 PM and you'll get plenty of smoke in your ear, your eye, your... well pretty much everywhere.
W
A peg-ear?! I could see how losing an ear might bring me closer to biker-dom, but pirate-hood? That I'm not sure about.
The Professor is trying to make me go to the doctor, but I'm refusing, unless it either starts to bleed or doesn't clear up by the end of the week.
you might wanna try one of those OTC ear wax liquifiers, you probably just got chunks of stuff in there
Dr LE
I could find someone to ear candle me! That would be awesome, though I'd want to have really wet hair before we started that.
You might have to wear an ear patch. The pirate thing is trendy now, so it won't be too bad.
My teeth hurt, if it is any consolation.
I average about three cigarettes a week now, thanks to playing music. I had gone two years without a cigarette before that.
Rex, I'm going to hope that you're playing music in your church and that has driven you to smoke, because that would tickle me to no end.
All y'all, I just want to say that I have done a little research into Candling and it is not the folksy remedy that I'd hoped, but some kind of strange new age nonsense. Supposedly, it can clean your brain.
Aside from the lack of understanding of basic biology this shows, it also threatens to ruin this blog. A clean brain is a boring brain, I say.
B,
Here's a handy chart from the American Academy of Family Physicians where you can look at your ear symptoms and see what you might have. Also some stuff from the Nat'l Inst on Deafness and Communication Disorders on ear infections. Did I mention that I'm compulsive about sharing links of this type? :)
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