Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Co-conspirator or witless chucklehead?

Chucklehead. Now that is a great word--just feels good rolling off the tongue.

Unfortunately, hoto, I can't speak to that issue for you. The interpretation really lies in your own sense of worth. Or perhaps, guilt.

I can, however, speak to the fairly raised question of the timing of Sheldon's public emergence from the gutter. I think it traces back to Gentle Paul, and Gentle Mike, and Gentle Ken, and all those who preceded you in the band. We lived in a world of subtle nuance, and my innocence reigned unchecked. Enter, hoto, regaling us with detailed accounts of kidney stones, treatments, and bloody results on breaks at our very first gig. I believe Sheldon discovered a kindred spirit that night and the whole safety-in-numbers thing burst the dam. Perhaps that puts you more in the catalyst camp. I'm not sure.

Of this, however, I am sure. Subtle nuance has not characteristically been your style, and I think I speak for us all when I say: learn? ok. change? please, no!

virtual love and hugs all around, except to Gentle Paul whom we know is not so comfortable with that sort of thing...


1 comment:

  1. Gentle Paul here.... Actually Im OK with the "virtual" stuff. (Just as long as its "virtual").