They talk about breasts--and breast SIZES--even more than young teenage boys!
Who's got big ones. Who's got small ones. Who thinks she does but doesn't. And so forth.
Which I had thought was impossible. Really. I mean, teenage BOYS talk and think and giggle and dream about--well, you know. Am I right, dudes?
But girls do too? Yup. Girls do, too. Even more so.
Plus, young women even use what I used to think of as slang-ish terms not suitable for so-called "mixed company"--primarily "boobs"!
Is it a sign of the times? Or was it ever so?
Of course, I never had sisters. Now I have two daughters. Teenage daughters. So I'm coming to understand many, many, MANY things I never did before.
I relate all this not only to improve my Google scores (and apologies for disappointing you porn-seekers), nor to demonstrate that I am now--in my advanced state of maturity--actually able to say the word "breasts" with a straight face, more or less.
I say all this as an example of Things I've Been Learning About. The advantages of the passage of years … the knowledge--dare I say wisdom?--that comes with age.
Speaking of the passage of time, I've been off-line for several weeks. I've had deadlines, then got behind. So I became a complete working stiff. Doing nothing all day every day including weekends but work on the work.
When this happens, I become like a bricklayer. A factory. Absolutely no solitaire. No crosswords. No Facebook. Hardly read the newspaper online.
But now, that is past. At least for the moment. Deadlines are met. I have others, but they seem doable so far. I'm back among the living.
Yet I find that's not as automatic an adjustment as one might suppose. It requires a somewhat conscious effort. Call it decompression. You know:
- Reading and answering old e-mail.
- Remembering to do the things I like, the pleasant distractions. Such as reading books & the paper.
- Reacquainting myself with my literary side.
- Getting back to my book-in-progress.
- Coming up with new ideas for articles and essays.
- And of course, catching up with my online pals.
Not sure why the blogger contacted me or felt there was an overlap in our interests or audience. Maybe I was just on a list. But, hey, the Web is for networking, right? For building community. For overthrowing tyrants. Whatever.
So here's the XXXX [link removed by request, two years later. Strange world.]
More publishing news soon, I hope. Meanwhile, happy Mardi Gras!