Monday, February 9, 2009

Am I Swearengen or is Stella? You Be the Judge.

Okay, I might be a little Trixie too. But Stella left this plum in the comments to Sitenoise's Soprano Swearing Opera. I now give you profane tidbits from my all time favorite HBO Series, Deadwood. In the meantime I'll be on my knees. Scrubbing the fucking floors, what the fuck did you think?

I'm a Little Shorter, But Good To Go

There was no cautionary tale, no warnings of dire consequences. There were lots of questions. Like, "Do you have an agenda?"

Yes, yes I do.

Are you willing to compromise?

Hummm, maybe. It depends on the compromise. I've done an awful lot of compromising. I thought I was through with men. I thought my libido had died. I was fine with that. I'm happy in my own company. But I have never been loved by a man in a way that was satisfying to me. I just might have the chance, at last. I think I'm ready. But who knows? We have yet to meet again.

Can you be vulnerable?

Hummm. (eyes widen) That's a very good question. So far this a prolonged flirtation. Chemistry is so mysterious. When we were young there was plenty of chemistry but so little knowledge. Now there is a lot of knowledge, a lot of experience, but we are mysterious creatures, wounded, carrying baggage. How can I know without an embrace with my face against his skin, maybe against his neck, where the pulse pounds, maybe then I'll know more. But I like him. I love our history and it's absence. I'm glad I disappeared after that one long afternoon forty nine years ago and left him wanting. But that has been my history with every man in my life. I was left by two fathers, three brothers, one boyfriend. That seemed like set in stone pattern to me at that age. I would never let it happen again. I could see the writing on the wall. I never loved a man who took me seriously, or supported my passion for something other than him. I was conquest, accessory, prey, the cleaning lady and cook, the laundress, but never valued as a women with strength worthy of respect. Never valued for my talent as a writer. Never read. Cal has been reading. I don't hold back much in the blog. I pretty much tell all--at least what interests me, what pisses me off, what I worry about. It's all political one way or another.

Can you give a little?

I can probably give quite a lot. The question should be, will I want to?

The Sopranos, uncensored

for those of you watching the sopranos on a&e, here’s what you’re missing.

the sopranos, uncensored. from victor solomon on Vimeo.

this is every single curse, from every single episode of the sopranos, ever.