I'm trying to figure out what kinds of illicit sloth interactions might rise to the level of magical, but I think I don't want to know.
This conversation did get me to write down some of my most magical moments. None of them involved sloths.
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I'm trying to figure out what kinds of illicit sloth interactions might rise to the level of magical, but I think I don't want to know.
This conversation did get me to write down some of my most magical moments. None of them involved sloths.
Ah wait, thanks ita for clarifying.
I dunno. I think sloth would have to taste a whole lot better than it looks like it would taste in order for that be a magical encounter.
I was trying to think about my most magical moments. But I don't really have any sloth moments to compare them to.
I think sloth would have to taste a whole lot better than it looks like it would taste in order for that be a magical encounter.
How does a cow look like it tastes? I have to calibrate.
Imagine if they were ALL BACON. An entire animal that tastes like the best part of pigs.
That could be pretty magical.
Of course, maybe they're also fun to have sex with.
I don't know. I think they're pretty creepy myself.
One of my most magical moments was leaning against a wall in Manhattan at the southern end of Times Square, at dusk, watching all the lights come on as the crowds rushed by. It felt like starring in a movie, and people gave me uneasy looks as I grinned to myself.
Alternately, there's sitting on the rocks on Venice Beach, listening to the ocean for the first time in twenty years.
Alternately, there's sitting on the rocks on Venice Beach with a sloth , listening to the ocean for the first time in twenty years.
There. Fixed it for you.
See, now ita's getting that sloth magic.
Seriously? My bra fits.
Yeah. I mean, I could jam my phone in the strap, but it would be uncomfortable.
I save time by keeping everything in the same place in my messenger bag. I rarely waste time rummaging. And while I could pare it down a bit, I only carry things I need or choose not to be without as a pedestrian.
ita, you are on FIRE today. I swear I am not lying to you I almost wrote that a sloth would have to be as tasty as a PIG for it to be a magical meal.
Catching up on the conversation about Dita: she's really, really savvy at promotion and networking. I have no doubt that she did love Manson when she was with him, but there's no denying that being with him made her more visible. Which led to Vogue doing a big photo spread on their designer-organized wedding, her becoming one of the "faces" for MAC Viva Glam lipstick, and walking in a couple of couture shows.
Plus the whole carefully-presented look. Which makes me oddly defensive whenever people start commenting about "OMG, can you imagine doing that every day? I want to see her in jeans and no makeup".