Elizabeth Trundle | Boo Trundle
the stomach was full
Posted by itchy banquet in rope-a-dope ("love") on February 8, 2012 | 1 Comment »
”There is, in the act of love, a great resemblance to torture or to a surgical operation.” CB
* The photo is very recent and very stolen from National Geographic, November 2011. Photographer is Robert Clark. Thank you, Robert Clark.
I am not going to tell you what is taking place in the picture. You will have to go find out, and you can and you may. And that makes this post a tiny advertisement for National Geographic, which is good, because I like NG and I don’t want to steal from them.
Charlie Baudelaire is one of those guys. Everyone thinks he is really interesting, and everyone says he is so brilliant, but I never did get around to talking to him at the party, and it was just as well. At least I didn’t say anything stupid to him. Maybe he noticed me. Maybe I even seemed mysterious, because everyone else was speaking French and I only speak English and I don’t like poetry. Wait, that’s not true. I like it. I just don’t read it. Often. In French.
I am sorry I did not use Charles Baudelaire’s name on the front page.
You know why.