My Date with Ann

[warrior1]

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/steven-weber/my-date-with-ann_b_42525.html

I stand at her door. I note the tell-tale silhouette on the upper right part of the jamb where the mezuzah was meticulously pried off. I smile and nod.

That's my girl.

I notice these things. For, love is in the details, my friend. I push the doorbell. From behind the door's baroque density I hear a dreamlike (and hopefully prophetic) "I'm coming" accompanied by the clak clak clak of her exquisitely sharp heels skittering across the marble floor.

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he door opens...and there she is. My Sweet Coult. Her long blonde mane has the metallic sheen of St. Joan's armor and her eyes flicker and glint as though reflecting light from a distant, blazing pyre and she says simply, deceptively "Hello". I enter.
"Nice place", I say.
"Faggot" she says.
I smile and nod again. The minx.

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[Buzz Clik]

1. That dispels a myth. I thought Coulter ate her victims.

[warrior1]

2. more

My physical therapy is progressing nicely, thank you for asking. I finally regained the feeling in the left side of my face and all my finger and toenails have grown back, although their matrixes have been somewhat warped, so they are a bit wonky and bent. But I am alive, at least. I mostly watch TV, eat soup, sit outside and chat with Ann's other exes. It's funny to have been so drawn to someone who, at the end of the day, was just not the gal for me. But that's love. You get smitten, you get involved, you sustain a lethal dose of something scientists haven't found a name for yet and you go on. I try to remain optimistic. But it's going to be hard to forget her. It feels like she's in the very air I breathe, the very water I drink. She's elemental. I wonder if she thinks of me?

[Rock_Garden]

4. I guess that depends on how seriously she takes the restraining order. n/t

[frogcycle]

3. that's a hoot! n/t

[AnnInLa]

5. Quote from Dorothy Parker:

"You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make her think."

apt.