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June 22, 2007

Baby, I Got My Facts Learned Real Good

your hostess, giving subtlety the sandy ass fuck
I was going to use this photo to add context to a somewhat serious post I've been struggling to write for a week now. But you know what? I find it's Friday, and the sun is out, and I realize I just don't feel like being serious.

So I'll just put it out there in the spirit of playfulness and attitude with which it was taken.

Which is as it should be. Because all the joy in the world is all about play, ain't it, people?

You know, I just heard an old song on the radio that matched the photo's sentiment exactly. It lifted my heart right up, the singer's rough and ragged voice bragging to the world that hell, it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive.

Too fucking right. I'm not ashamed to be glad. Don't you be, either.

Gladness. You can feel it. Take in as much as you fucking can, till you think you can't take in any more. And then take in more. Because you can.

Yes. I do believe in the hope, and that it may raise each and every one of us above the badlands.

Happy weekend, my darlings. And a big, lusty tongue kiss to each and every one of you.

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And because I love encores, and because it's about to be the weekend, and because I wish you were here to play with me, and because you can take the girl out of Jersey, but you can't take the Jersey out of the girl:

Happy weekend song #2

Well let there be sunlight, let there be rain
Let the brokenhearted love again
We can run with our arms open wide before the tide

Happy weekend song #3:

Baby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blue
Baby, out in the street I'll be waiting for you

Meet me out in the street
Meet me out in the street

Comments (10)

Elvis said:

That picture makes me want to touch myself.

I'll be in my bunk


Miss Syl added:

Karl Elvis:

Always glad to give someone a good start to their weekend.

For some reason the thumbnail version got a bit faded out upon publication. If you click on it, the original coloring of the photo shows up in the pop-up. I love how it came out all overexposed like that--sheer accident.

And p.s. - you were right--the second episode of Big Love was really good. I also have a huge crush on the girl who plays Margine. Have done since the Ed days.

Ray said:

So would I, baby.

Miss Syl added:

Ray: Thanks, honey.

Now, how's about making that sweaty construction man "about Ray" icon on your blog a little bigger for us chicks, huh?

Hiromi said:

Right there with you, trying to hang on to the hope and joy.

Fusion said:

Happiness and good feelings are contagious you know, thanks for spreading them around and infecting us Syl.
Love the shirt and your red lips as well.

Cheers!

Ray said:

That's a "destruction man", but yeah, I'll work on that, just for you.

brooke said:

Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce!!!!

aag said:

Well don't you look like the saucy lil wench in this picture. Daring girl.

Kiss.

Miss Syl added:

'Romi: The helmet should help, yes?

Fusion: Yeah, I liked the way the over-exposure picked up the shine of my liip gloss. It looks like my lips are illiuminated from within. Thanks for the compliments. :)

Ray: Now I've got "demolition man" in my head. looking forward to seeing you much bigger.

Brooke: Great to see you. Are you back home? Are you eating Italian subs and the best Chinese food anywhere in the US?

AAG: Just one kiss? Tease. ;-P

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