Why I Love Skirts and Godzilla
October 24, 2008As a child, I was a tomboy. My sister gets pink, I get blue. She wears the dresses, I wore the pants. She got the Barbie, I got Godzilla. Years later, I have a make-up kit I find more important than my phone, an obsession for shades, a closet full of skirts, and a Godzilla toy.
Let me count the ways I love skirts and Godzilla:
- With skirts, you never need to worry about leaving your fly open whenever you go to the ladies room.
- Godzilla is way cooler than any other dinosaurs on TV, I mean, who are the kids watching nowadays Barney? Bah!
- Skirts get you freebies. Yes, we have an idea how the male brain works sometimes
- Godzilla can scare off other city invading creatures and eat all the people he likes, for free!
- Skirts make you look taller.
- Godzilla makes King Kong look like a drummer chimpanzee.
- There are repetitive mention of skirts in cool songs, digs?
- Godzilla is educational. He was originally an allegory for the nuclear devastation of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. See, toys and television can teach you a lot too.
Kidnap by Alcohol, My Version of Romeo and Juliet
October 1, 2008A bar named after a local fruit, two bottles of beer, an ambush from a friend, and some emo cries to match an emo haircut is the newest version of Romeo and Juliet.
The friend ambushes for me to take pictures of emo sepia tone to match the emo bangs, with blue guitar on the side, and a few bottles more, I take the pics. To be viewed by her friends later, which turned out to be good, either from the excellent bar lighting, or from the shaking of my hand, holding her cam phone. And it plays,
Behold this night, still and clear
You look here just like an angel sleeping
I wish I could ease your fears
I would catch the diamond tears you’re weeping
In your eyes I would hide
By your side I could defy
The forces tearing us apart
But reality, as it seems
Looking back, is that our dream
Was fated from the start
Girl we’re star-crossed and can’t escape
We’re condemned and can only wait
At this time now it’s far too late
To save us from our fate
I’ll remain in your hold
Body, mind, heart and soul
As long as I breathe
Though consequence takes its toll
All is out of our control
That’s how it will be
So close your eyes my young bride
Listen to me one last time
There’s something I have to say
When your faith turns to despair
Always will my love be there
And never fade away
Girl we’re star-crossed and can’t escape
We’re condemned and can only wait
At this time now it’s far too late
To save us from our fate
You can’t save us
You can’t save us
Girl we’re star-crossed and can’t escape
We’re condemned and can only wait
At this time now it’s far too late
The poison’s in our veins
It’s true
You know that I’d die for you
You know that I’d die for you
You know that I’d die for you
Forever true
I’ll see you through
The boyfriend, holding your hand, asking you if you remember, that night, that night with that song. The warm air gives your neurons a slower passage to the brain, and you just don’t remember. He sulks back, and won’t accept the excuses, which makes sense.
Another dream-like evening, and I remember different angles of Red Horse, and a new found love for D-Bar.
