Showing posts with label creeping Maman out. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creeping Maman out. Show all posts

Thursday, August 14, 2008

My least favorite weekend

Chicago Air and Water Show
by Slooby
2006
via Wikipedia


Yes, once again it is the Chicago Air and Water Show. It is that time of the year when large crowds gather near the lakefront to watch airplanes fly too low and too fast doing tricks and boats do the same. Frankly, I have always thought of it as a disaster waiting to happen. Years ago, when I worked downtown I used to loathe the week leading up to it. Because that is when all the planes practice their dangerous stunts over the Loop. There is no worse feeling than knowing that there is an airplane zipping past your back when you are on the 20th floor of a building.

It gives me the creeps.





Zoom, Baby!

August 17, 2007
Lee Bey

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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

WTF!


The other night at dinner Imelda and Lillith were discussing jewelry.

I wasn't really paying too much attention until I notice that Imelda mentioned that she an her friend Johanna were planning on getting matching rings.

Matching Rings? Naturally, this caught my attention. "Why matching rings, honey?" I asked.

Well it turns out that all the girls at camp were discussing their plan to remain chaste until marriage and that they decided that they would all get matching purity rings.

Now. I know that my parents considered me the Whore of Babylon but chastity rings? Chastity pledges? For a 12 year old? Ok.. 13 too if you count Lillith.. but hell, she already is sneaking boys into the house.

I am trying to raise these girls to be respectful of the bodies and to NOT undertake sex carelessly.

But I am not entirely certain I am comfortable with this level of deterrent.

If I refuse to buy the rings am I saying, "It's Fleet Week, girls! Go entertain the sailors?" There must be some happy medium. Isn't there?

And why does it always make me think of this: