Saturday, December 02, 2006
The Actress
-Don’t think that term puts me off. Whore, Courtesan, Call Girl? I could care less.
But I think of myself as a Western Geisha. We can speak of Brahms or the Beetles,
the poetry of Wallace Stevens, the novels of Mishima or Faulkner. Anything!
-I recognize your name.
-Yes, from such Hollywood excrement as Hey! That’s My Excellent Bra,
The Theology of Eggs, and Deedle Tweedle.
-The Tweedle thing had pretty clever animation.
-Robots having sex. Spare me!
-Well,I guess we should...?
-You have the whole night. Don’t worry...or rush. My Gentlemen like me to lead
the first time. In subsequent appointments we experiment. Will that be
Master Card?
-Don’t think that term puts me off. Whore, Courtesan, Call Girl? I could care less.
But I think of myself as a Western Geisha. We can speak of Brahms or the Beetles,
the poetry of Wallace Stevens, the novels of Mishima or Faulkner. Anything!
-I recognize your name.
-Yes, from such Hollywood excrement as Hey! That’s My Excellent Bra,
The Theology of Eggs, and Deedle Tweedle.
-The Tweedle thing had pretty clever animation.
-Robots having sex. Spare me!
-Well,I guess we should...?
-You have the whole night. Don’t worry...or rush. My Gentlemen like me to lead
the first time. In subsequent appointments we experiment. Will that be
Master Card?
