Wednesday, February 22, 2006
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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WHERE TO DIRECT YOUR HATE MAIL AND LOVE LETTERS
ALL PROCEEDS GO TO BEER
THINGS I SAID RECENTLY
- The Port Thing
- Why I Will Never Be a Libertarian--Reason 3
- Why I Will Never Be a Libertarian--Reason 2
- Why I Will Never Be a Libertarian--Reason 1
- Mrs. Wigglebottom Does Not Have a Head Wound
- Hmm, Will Knucklehead Fight Kleinheider?
- Kleinheider Appeals to My Baser Nature
- Miss J. is Coming!
- Tennessee Debates the Power of Sperm
- Comforting Gods
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.
14 Comments:
Proving my theory that every woman needs a good slap on the ass once in a while.
I don't think you'd be safe extrapolating that from my quirks.
Sounds like a good way to celebrate Kiss An Engineer Week. Which is actually a failure so far for me. You doing any better Exador?
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Yeah, it hasn't lived up to my expectations.
Maybe we should change it to "Spank a Feminist Week"
I offered to kiss both you jackasses and neither one of you had the balls to take me up on it, so I don't want to hear any whining about how not so great "Kiss an Engineer Week" has turned out to be.
Which leads me to say that, if the two of you are going to declare any week "Spank a Feminist" week, I certainly hope you'll outsource my spanking to someone who will actually go through with it.
It's not my fault we live in seperate states.
I will hold off on declaring "Spank a Feminist Week" until the next time I visit Nashville.
The good bra and I will be looking forward to that.
NO NO NO, not lipstick!! This nonsense must stop somewhere!
As far as Kisses go, I'm a fan of the caramel ones.
Oh, I see.
peggasus has no complaints about being laid across a man's lap and spanked, but she draws the line at lipstick!
Way to go, Ms Steinem
You're going to put me across your lap and spank me?
Ahem.
Well.
Is it suddenly much warmer in here?
Aunt B.'s musings on lipsticks and dipsticks . . .
Hershey Kisses, slap and tickle, and cosmetic choices get far more comments than the previous post about "serious political issues." See, that's just what's wrong with this country! You hedonists!
Aunt B get offered all the fun stuff.
Good point B. Damn my going out of town this weekend.
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