This Podunk Town
I know that y'all think I'm stalling. Or that I'm just plain full of shit.
You must understand, in some ways the itty bitty city that I live is quite cosmopolitan. We have theatre and music and artists galore. We have six SuperTargets (mind you), 12 sushi houses, countless art galleries, museums, survived a major war battle and Main Street closes yearly for the Gay Pride Festival. We have a University, a 10 Year Plan and bus and train service, dammit.
I have a neighbor/friend who is a Pulitzer Prize winner. Two guys I went to high school with, one in my class, the other was a year ahead, are Olympic gold medalists. Another pal is a Grammy award winning musician. In kind of a way our little town has got it going on. We, the people of Itty Bitty City, can ACCOMPLISH THINGS.
So why the fuck can't I seem to get my nose pierced? Let's see - nose piercing? versus a Pulitzer Prize? Hmmmm....which one would a resident of Itty Bitty City be more likely to be able to obtain?
Yesterday, the NAI piercer was back at work. She kindly called me as soon as she got in and told me that the shop in D.C. where she was going to pick up my preferred nose screw { I didn't know that it was called that... I don't think I like it} was out of stock. She said they had to order it. Order it? Does she know who she is talking to?
I co-own a business, forcripessakes. That is so key-word for "I forgot about you, dear client, who I really want to retain now that I've remembered -----"
*Now just erase this whole conversation from your mind. Forget I told you about it. I was not aware that getting a nose piercing around here would take as long as my PhD. would if I aspired to mastering quantum physics. (Ha!)
One day I'll just pop up with a lovely, tasteful, nose piercing and that will be that. Hopefully next** Monday.
**How many times can one say "next" and still be grammatically correct?
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If I disappear completely for a year or twenty, don't worry, I'm fine. Jefferson has just discovered Permaculture and he's meticulously plotting our escape from this current life.
In the meantime, we're talking about using the back roof, which is sun favored and flat, for cultivating/starting seeds in pallets with screen and cover. As of last year the trees in our tiny back yard block too much sun for any vegetable seed to start. They didn't come up and I had to use transplants. Small, flat, portable greenhouses - that's what I'm thinking.

I don't think you are stalling. I think the universe is testing us. It is making sure we really want to do this. I developed a huge zit right next to where I want a nose screw.
Viva le seeds!
Posted by:Allie | February 27, 2008 at 07:44 AM
Oh, I hope you have better luck with your nose piercing than I did.
Posted by:Alison | February 27, 2008 at 08:32 AM
Pssst...she won a Pulitzer.
Unless there's a Nobel winner I don't know about. ;-)
Posted by:kimba | February 27, 2008 at 08:36 AM
Bwa ha! Kimba. Maybe I was thinking of my other buddy, you know, Al.
Stream of consciousness writing at 1:30 a.m. must not be my forte' ...
I'm fixing it now. Thanks.
Posted by:Kelliqua | February 27, 2008 at 10:42 AM
Sometimes, too easy a nose piercing is an issue, too. For example, I walked in to a tattoo parlour on a whim, and got my nose pierced, with my two at the time 4 and 6 year old children right there with me to watch the whole thing. Why? I had to have it, right then and there, that's why.
They had nightmares for months.
Good luck to you!
Posted by:Mr Lady | March 10, 2008 at 11:20 PM