Exam time

[shuck_spit]

Broad plank booth

Comments

[markormarky]

the casualness works so well for me here cuz it goes down like a tasty tidbit even while it smacks my ass with a wallop when done, like the coyness of john lennon's lyric,

Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.

does the fact that i infer the hardest hard-on desire from your coyness in this say more only about me? no it says lots of things about you and this, too ;-)

[shuck_spit]

Of course, even so-called "realism" romanticizes, fetishizes, and is in some way a fantasy. Pursuing or being pursued, chasing or being chased, whether it ends in success or failure, people can identify. And man, there's nothing sexier than that... that... uncertainty, making ever more obvious innuendo, flirting more and more viscously, growing braver, bolder, preluding to the final bets. Really, whether you win or lose in the end, the game is exhillerating. And I'm not one to fold.

[nihilicious]

I'm nihilicious, and I endorse this comment.

:)

[luckycee]

Gay-dar imagery...not something you see everyday. Nicely done.

[shuck_spit]

haha. probably wishful thinking - my gaydar is badly badly broken.

[nihilicious]

Back to this tight language. It's rougher, and I like it that way. :)

I think I've been to that bar.

[shuck_spit]

I think I've seen you there. (Incidentally, for anyone here in Ottawa, the university references and the "gummed up dark wood" pretty well narrow it down to the Royal Oak on Laurier, eh?)

Thanks for noticing (as only you would, 'licious) the deliberate return to the gutteral consonant aestetic (p,b,k,g,t,d) spurred on by hearing "broad plank booth" in my head for a couple of days. I used to be really tight; I feel it loosening - I used to prefer a density of about 1.5 gutteral consonants per syllable and almost only one syllable words (like this one from the archives), where "hewed submission" would never have passed muster.

[_ruse]

I love this.

p.s. - I really want to talk to you one o' these days. Y'know, cyber-talk.

[shuck_spit]

Sure. You know, it's funny, because I can't stop talking to my analog friends about poetry (the whole ball of twine, you know?) and I think some of them are just about ready to disown me. "Shut the fuck up, Marcus. Can't we talk about something else?"

PS - where in Canada is your conference?

[_ruse]

Toronto. Though I sincerely doubt it will happen. My department won't give me enough to cover transport costs and I certainly don't have the money myself. The closest I'll be to you is in the summer when I go home for about two months or so.

[shuck_spit]

Toronto is a wierd city - a city without a soul - built in a vommitous panic, in the first half of the 1900s. Think of how a (vegan?) cookie flattens out when you cook it. It's more than two from one end to the other, at least from the bypass, with endless, endless suburbs. I grew up an hour SW of Toronto. Although I'm sure the conference would have been fascinating, Toronto is, as they say, nothing to write home about.

[herb_lehman]

Awesome.