I can take a hint, dude
Note. For those of you with either a) no sense of humor, or b) humor, but are totally scared of the shit that comes out of my mouth, this post is FUNNY. Funny, ok? Written in jest. Relax. Have a TicTac.
The last thing I remember was my third martini at my birthday party on October 2. This party was attended by dear friend Josephine and her hubby Dutch, who gave me a small Moleskine notebook. Moleskines are famous for having been used by the likes of Vincent Van Gogh, who famously cut off his ear and then shot himself, and Ernest Hemingway, who blew his brains out and kicked off a string of suicides in the Hemingway family that probably isn’t over yet. For all I know, Hunter S. Thompson used one for his (pre-blog era) “Gonzo Journalism”. Thompsons’s ashes - the remains of his self-inflicted gunshot wound - were shot out of a cannon, as per his request, in 2005.
Today Josephine writes on Lumpy of children’s author Robert Munsch and his mental illness and thoughts of suicide. Though her article makes no mention of his choice of notebook to write in, I’m seeing a pattern here.
Geez, Josephine!I can take a hint!
Ok, off to write something more profound than this drivel.
You are soooooooooo bad!!!
I am going to smack you on your unsuicided butt the next time I see you.
(Knowing you, you’ll take a picture and send it to Mark Steyn with the caption: “Look, Josephine is spanking Wendy!”)
Comment by Josephine — October 13, 2009 @ 6:26 pm
You’re brilliant. It can be the cover of the Christmas card I send him.
Comment by Right Girl — October 13, 2009 @ 6:27 pm
LOL!
Comment by Josephine — October 13, 2009 @ 6:40 pm
The pattern is that pretentious writers use Moleskine notebooks. So maybe she thinks you’re pretentious. They are also popular with today’s “happening professional.” Who want to prove they are classically low-tech.
You can buy notebooks - either ruled or with graph paper or blank - at something like 99 cents each. They don’t have cool covers though.
I know this because for some of my writing I am classically low-tech. But also too cheap to buy a Moleskine.
Comment by Zendo Deb — October 13, 2009 @ 6:59 pm
Ouch, Zendo Deb.
I use mine as a mini agenda. It fits perfectly into my purse or backpack pocket and I use it to write down addresses and directions to appointments as well as to jot down notes, names, phone numbers and email addresses. My husband gave it to me for Christmas and it is almost full; I’m going to ask him for another one this Christmas.
I like Wendy a lot and wanted to give her something that I think is attractive and extremely useful.
The notebooks are not cheap, and people on a tight budget might not be able to justify purchasing one, which is what makes them such a nice gift.
In my unpretentious opinion. ; )
Comment by Josephine — October 13, 2009 @ 7:31 pm
Jo, don’t mind Deb. Her misanthropy makes me look like Mary Fucking Poppins.
Comment by Right Girl — October 13, 2009 @ 8:52 pm
Ha! I didn’t mind, Wendy, I just wanted to talk about the notebook some more. ; )
Comment by Josephine — October 13, 2009 @ 9:23 pm
So wait… Mary Poppins, who’s middle name is apparently Fucking, committed suicide?! I would have figgered it was those damn kids and Dick’s one man band impression. Never would have guessed it was her Moleskine notepad. Learn something new every day.
Comment by classicaliberal — October 13, 2009 @ 9:31 pm
It was Mrs. Poppins in the dining room with the Moleskin notebook.
Comment by Josephine — October 13, 2009 @ 10:28 pm
Amazing. A throwaway post about how my friends and I agree I should eat a gun, and it’s now Clue. Wow. I need to be flippant more often.
RG
Comment by Right Girl — October 13, 2009 @ 10:30 pm
You see? Like the Mounties, we always get our man.
Mrs. Peacock was a man?
Comment by classicaliberal — October 13, 2009 @ 10:43 pm
[...] well soon, Wendy!; Rumours of my death were barely exaggerated at all; News from Afghanistan; I can take a hint, dude …. [...]
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