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Wit and whip

Fallen in love

“The blogger is boss, a salon host with wit and whip. Certainly a blogger thrives on commenters — who wants to declaim to an empty e-room? But let’s be clear: blogger, sovereign; commenters, courtiers.
That’s why the bloggerati pounced gleefully last week on the news that one of their own had fallen in love with a commoner, er, commenter,” writes Jan Hoffman in today’s Times.

A friend alerted me to this article and it is worth reading.

Please, don’t take this as an invitation or a provocation.


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Teddy bear
Very fascinating and funnily written article. I have to say: if someone offered me his Social Security number before a first date 'in case I wanted to run a criminal check' that would probably creep me out to the point of not wanting to meet him anymore, but good for her that she hung in there.

Why is that photo next to today's post, is that one of your commenters? And why is she holding a teddy bear?
Yes Arnon, who will still doubt your love?

“Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Severin, severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears”

(excerpt from Venus in Furs – Lou Reed)
I don't like the shoes the girl is wearing. They make her ugly.
"Please, don't take this as an invitation or a provocation." I like the whip you're unleashing here ;-) Great read that article in the Times, thank you for pointing to it!
Eva
I found the picture on flickr . The girl manages to be feisty and tender at the same time, but perhaps that's my illusion.
Mr. Arnon
No, you are right. She is fragile yet feasty.
I don't like the shoes though.
carcrash
Today I was driving from Mol to Ham and for a while some car with a dad and his daughter were driving behind me. The daughter was so lovely, so perfect and cute I wanted to brake abruptly so that the car behind me would crash into me.
We would have to fill in insurance papers and the daughter would be annoyed with the waiting, but what an entry to talk to this feline. She was really stunning.
Carcrash - amazing
@Dens
A long time ago, I actually tried that very kind of trick, I saw in a movie (I provoked a slight crash between my motorbike and her bike). But the crash turned out more severe than I thought too and my helping hands were in vain. I had to run for my life chased by a furious feline.
Be careful, but maybe you will have more luck.
The second blog-entry on this website reads this:

"Also at the Hotel Otrada (four stars, by no means anything sleazy), I was asked if I was interested in marriage.

Interested, yes and no.

I might end up with a Ukrainian bride, but I’d like to wait a little bit more before marrying."

What marvelous
Dens (shoes)
I hate Camper, they never fit. You said you like Camper. What other brands do you like?
A no-fitting Camper? that's odd. I thought they fitted anyone?
I mainly buy Camper. In the past I loved Alternative Roots Travellers (A.R.T.'s) as well, but they haven't made a decent shoe for over 10 years. What would you recommend, Neria?
Dens
Sofft, but I don't think that's your style.
To Dens
On wearing Camper: we have something in common.
Neria
Sofft doesn't offer male shoes.
Pjötr
And (I assume) we both read mr. Arnon?
Dens
I know, therefor I imagined you might not find my reccommendation so useful. For me Sofft are simply the best. I wouldn't be able to recommened shoes for anyone who doesn't share the shape of my feet (and perhaps my gender, though during my lifetime I've given my partners (males) shoes that didn't fit. I guess they appreciated the opportuniity to masquerade themselves. It's all too individual. I've asked what other styles do you like not as a reccomendation for myself, I was only curious about your taste.
To Dens
I must admit that my attention is somewhat drifting away.
My beloved grandmother said: "It smells like deceit."
Dens,
'Remonte' are really the best of the best. I have no idea if they still exist.