Friday, March 03, 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 Difference?
- Dick Lit?
- To Bring Folks Up to Speed
- South Dakota, Mississippi, & Utah--Who Sucks Worse?
- A Little About the Boob Freckle
- Tiny Cat Pants! It's not just a blog!
- The Fabricator
- I am in love...
- Various Things
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:
I thought the Butcher wasn't working anymore. Is he still Butchering?
Oh, Christ. Don't even kid about him not working. No, the whole reason I never have a car and our buddy Sarcastro gives me rides when it's too cold or wet to walk home is that the Butcher has my car so that he can get to his crappy job--which is, yes, as a butcher.
He hates his job, but he is forbidden from quitting it until he has another job lined up.
I love that boy and I can accomodate his car being repossessed and the house looking like a fraternity secretly lives there when I'm not home, but if he loses this job without having another way to earn a paycheck, I will beat him to death with his own art work.
Yeah, like the little stoner (no offense) is going to have the gumption to go out and get another job when the current one is good enough to get by.
I guess all the talk of him laying about made me think he is currently jobless.
Well, actually Jesus doesn't say that...I believe it was Paul in 1st Corinthians Chapter 7 or somewhere near there. He says so because it adds extra problems to your life. He is very clear to indicate that this is not a command of God, nor would it be a sin to get married....however, I do agree with the Butchers coworker....he may have been correct there.
Boy Scout, are you trying to make me cry? Because, really, talking about the Butcher never getting another job treads very close to "sends your darling Aunt B. into uncontrolled sobbing" territory. Do you want to see your darling Aunt B. cry?
David, my mom has a saying: Don't get in a butt fight with a Swedish woman. Contemplate that as I lay this on you:
The disciples piss and moan: If being married is so bad, why should we even bother to get married? Thanks for nothing, Jesus.
And Jesus says: Not everyone can handle never being married, but, if you can accept it, you should.
Matthew 19:10-11, my translation
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