The Pits and the Pendulum

The hands on the Grandfather Clock of Doom, Uh, I Mean, Time have come full circle again. Tomorrow is my birthday, a momentous occasion I would feel infinitely worse about if I had a moment to spare for self-pity. It’s not every year I turn twenty-three, after all. (Although I believe I did last year, as well . . . even with a weblog, it’s hard to keep track). I’m not feeling very birthdayish. I’m not feeling much of anything, truth be known. There is stuff to do, and I’m doing it. There is also stuff to do that I’m not doing, and stuff that I’ve asked others to do that I will secretly redo in my own special way when they aren’t looking. There is stuff that calls my cell phone in the morning and stuff that invades my dreams at night.

How are you?

Last night, in the Whole Foods personal-care aisle, I ended up jostling an African-American woman for space in front of the natural deodorants. I apologized and ducked out of her way, saying, “I somehow don’t think we’re going for the same product.”

“You never know,” she said. I was going for a spicy-fresh masculine scent that didn’t leave me smelling like Pine Sol, and the ice broken between us, I got her feedback on my options. Together we chose my new aroma for the new year, coming soon to an armpit near you.

Comments

You don't look a day over 22!

Happy Birthday David!!!

I hope you have a wonderful birthday. Things sound absolutely crazy for you right now, so I hope you get a nice little break.

Pine Sol turns me on.

Many happy returns of the day.

A new armpit aroma? The anticipation is palpable.

Is that 23 in dog years?

Have a great day, however you choose to mark it. Hopefully Goblin will bake you a lovely cake.

I haven't picked an armpit scent for the year yet. Will you still speak to me? It is very refreshing to turn 23. I did it again last fall, and it was more fun than ever. I think you will enjoy this.

Christmas eve, 1984, a quite memorable day.
Happy 19th, David!

Hanuman: I don't look a day over twenty-ONE, thank you. A janitoress told me this just last week.

Stephanie: There are few times in my life that have not been characterized as "absolutely crazy."

Faustus: I never knew. How do you feel about the scent of Scrubbing Bubbles?

David: Goblin produced something, but it wasn't pretty.

Cara: You are jeopardizing your candidacy for Ms. Armpit 2006.

Barb: Thanks for contributing to my mystique. :)

sorry to be belated...but wishing you a year of much joy and prosperity!
XOXO

I'm super, thanks for asking! (And happy b-day, btw. Twenty-three looks fantastic on you. Again.)

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