Well, yeah. Now that I'm of a certain age, I know that. When I was 18...I thought men of 25 or 30 years worldly. Now I worship Daniel Schorr. Ooh he's 90. How long he's been around. What he's seen happen. And sharp as the proverbial tack. (heavy breathing) I'm developing a crush on Archimedes.
It's how my husband keeps me ever ready. If he weren't brilliant, and a great dancer, I don't know...But he's wonderful, and doesn't believe me when I tell him he's gorgeous and wonderful. What a perfect mate, no? And he's 5'4.5' and brown.
And I don't normally associate with born-again christians either. But D'Glenn is a creature of god's own invention, and I'll stick by that with all my agnosto-atheism that causes me to think she's nuts, even though I love him/her dearly deeply, truly and completely. None of this makes any sense at all. I don't think it's supposed to. It's how we love. It's not rational. It's how she kinda loves me. An omnivore alcholic. With the only husband who'd have me. Life is weird.
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