Feb 22
I have become obsessed with dialogue. Do tell. Well, at work I endeavor to create a situation in which conversation will naturally arise. Yes, but you also make speeches, let’s not forget. You’re right. I’m often on my feet, pacing a room, fist pounding tables, fervor beading sweat on my brow. So, this situation creation thing. As the tight-pantsed king of cats squeezing his buttcheeks over a game of Pinball in full view of a bar-full of women creates fan-waved atmosphere, audible sighs, and some soft moaning, so do you, perhaps without the pulsing of the buttcheeks and all, create the ideal environment within which conversation can sprout? And prosper. Wow.
— My friend Suzanne is now blogging, and it’s already brilliant.
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