Sunday, June 05, 2005

Deep Throat Do-Over

Okay. I apparently have given my father a world-class case of agita because I was making "tom swifties" about the phrase Deep Throat, which in the opinion of some esteemed family elders, is inappropriate for a young lady with a child.

Okaaay.

So here is my mea culpa.

I have NO IDEA what Deep Throat really means. My play on words about it was just that; sound and fury signifying nothing.

Cool?

As I have explained before to friends and family, if you read it on this blog, assume it's not personal. Trust me. As much as I love writing my stories and being inflammatory in the service of jolly japes--trust me--if it's deeply personal and about ME, you will not read it here. You might read a theme of it. You might see it as a subject to be discussed. You might figure that I'm making up "the friend" who has a problem with a serially unfaithful boyfriend. That's the point. I write it, and you determine what it means to YOU. Obviously, who I am and what I experience finds its way into these posts. But this is NOT an online diary. It's a blog. Which means "opinion" and "straw man arguments" and "thought-provoking (I hope)" and sometimes even kind of sort of maybe possibly "kinda funny." If you want an online diary, check out livejournal.com. If you want saucy ribald silly kinda funny hopefully interesting reading, check out The Haggis.

And don't forget to check out the links too. Some good, good bloggin' goin' on there too!

So. Short Story Long: Me Haggis. You Reader. End of story.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

For someone who claims not to know the possible innuendos behind a term such as "Deep Throat", your "torn swifts", as you put it, were right on the money and hilarious as all hell. And please continue to speak your mind, I am in love with you and with your site.