tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post1412830661837318084..comments2024-03-16T02:16:54.082-07:00Comments on Vagabond Scholar: Valentine's Day (The Death of True Love)Batocchiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-4530013943618561772008-02-15T15:25:00.000-08:002008-02-15T15:25:00.000-08:00APPLAUSE!!! Batocchio, te amo!I must be the only p...APPLAUSE!!! Batocchio, te amo!<BR/><BR/>I must be the only person on the planet who truly doesn't want fuck-all for VD (which I usually refer to as Sexually-Transmitted Disease Day in a fine burst of curmudgeonliness). But then again, other than the very occasional sushi dinner, sauna, hot tub, or massage, there's really nothing I want out of life. <BR/><BR/>Time alone in the garden. Books. Good ThePoliticalCathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06561906144646421575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-10434865007819976302008-02-15T11:44:00.000-08:002008-02-15T11:44:00.000-08:00Okay, now I'm laughing, Kimono and C.J.!Okay, now I'm laughing, Kimono and C.J.!Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-2219154348869894632008-02-15T11:40:00.000-08:002008-02-15T11:40:00.000-08:00I love Margaret Atwood as well.I love Margaret Atwood as well.C.J.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11147371023423141198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-32053319550589874042008-02-15T11:39:00.000-08:002008-02-15T11:39:00.000-08:00The Grump (my husband) and I never exchange gifts ...The Grump (my husband) and I never exchange gifts on V-day. But yesterday he slipped a love note into my bag which I founnd at work. We've been together a long time and he hasn't done that kind of thing in <I>years</I>.<BR/><BR/>Yeah, that got him laid! ;-)C.J.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11147371023423141198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-15960443659328053912008-02-15T09:48:00.000-08:002008-02-15T09:48:00.000-08:00I adore Margaret Atwood. Her writing drags one dow...I adore Margaret Atwood. Her writing drags one down and doesn't let go until you are gasping for air, or perhaps forgot you were even breathing to begin with. <BR/><BR/>We had broth for dinner, he went to bed early because he had to get up for work 2 hours earlier than usual, and I stayed up 2 hours late working in my studio, took a bath, then slipped in beside him to be warm, but barely touchingkimono himehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07444753047284766390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-79265602728120622662008-02-14T23:15:00.000-08:002008-02-14T23:15:00.000-08:00Remembrance Day I told people this very same thing...Remembrance Day <BR/><BR/>I told people this very same thingSwinebreadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02947060321484913676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-73455605191006834402008-02-14T19:54:00.000-08:002008-02-14T19:54:00.000-08:00Very funny post. I'm not much of a Valentine's Da...Very funny post. I'm not much of a Valentine's Day celebrator, and hadn't thought much about the giving/receiving of gifts for the holiday. I stopped in the local grocery and was nearly knocked out by all the pink balloons and flower arrangements that greeted me when I entered. I was equally surprised by the number of men buzzing about with arms full of flowers and candy (at last minute pit Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-62037411504570534632008-02-14T14:57:00.000-08:002008-02-14T14:57:00.000-08:00Love this. I've never been comfortable with conven...Love this. I've never been comfortable with conventional interpretations of this "holiday."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-53269490734156128622008-02-14T12:55:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:55:00.000-08:00Seriously, since I fear my comment at 2/14/2008 12...Seriously, since I fear my comment at <I>2/14/2008 12:39 PM</I> reads awfully glib, there are times I find I'd like to be alone, there are times I'd like company, there are times when I'm down where I need to honor that feeling, and there are times when I just could really use a good laugh or two.<BR/><BR/>In Shakespeare, most of the tragedies focus on an individual. Most of the comedies are Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-9811481930451362552008-02-14T12:45:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:45:00.000-08:00I'm planning to run three tunes for the music pick...I'm planning to run three tunes for the music pick tonight, which should cover most, um, moods... ;-)Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-11918418284757642102008-02-14T12:43:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:43:00.000-08:00Ooh, Amy, that's a good one! But dammit, I was ho...Ooh, Amy, that's a good one! <BR/><BR/>But dammit, I was holding out on the love poems! See, the reason I hate Valentine's Day is that I <I>am</I> a romantic, and hate the fake Hallmark crap. And here ya gotta go all poetic! <BR/><BR/>Speaking of Atwood, this one might be my favorite from her:<BR/><BR/><B>Variations on the Word "Sleep"</B><BR/><BR/>I would like to watch you sleeping,<BR/>Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-42624858191517011382008-02-14T12:39:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:39:00.000-08:00My goodness, May! Again, I don't know your situati...My goodness, May! Again, I don't know your situation. I just received a great e-mail about Valentine's Day from a single friend, though. There are different types of love, and a good friendship is pretty damn valuable.<BR/><BR/>I'd recommend a good film or book or poem or evening out with a single friend or two over my meager blog, too! Maybe a comedy. Or the new episode of Lost tonight. Or Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-12676317290621522952008-02-14T12:16:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:16:00.000-08:00I offer this to you, one of my favorite poems, fro...I offer this to you, one of my favorite poems, from my blood-pumper to yours:<BR/><BR/>Margaret Atwood<BR/><BR/>Listen<BR/><BR/>I do not mean the symbol<BR/>of love, a candy shape<BR/>to decorate cakes with,<BR/>the heart that is supposed<BR/>to belong or break;<BR/><BR/>I mean this lump of muscle<BR/>that contracts like a flayed biceps,<BR/>purple-blue, with its skin of suet,<BR/>its skin of Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04736955125611064179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-13587704876463818962008-02-14T12:07:00.000-08:002008-02-14T12:07:00.000-08:00Thanks for your comforting words. No one really ("...Thanks for your comforting words. No one really ("really" should be in italics) loves me. <BR/><BR/>I'll read some more of your online journal. On Valentine's Day's Night.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-74433612581884297422008-02-14T11:02:00.000-08:002008-02-14T11:02:00.000-08:00Fade: Haha — my blog posts are rather more serious...Fade: Haha — my blog posts are rather more serious than I am by nature. I blame Bush! ;-)<BR/><BR/>Robin: It really is a good one, isn't it? I recently read the play with some actor friends – we get together every few months to read a Shakespeare play. I'm not sure I have a copy of the film, and need to rectify that. (I was in a production in college.) <BR/><BR/>Swinebread: Alas, it is Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-86509124511985632102008-02-14T10:24:00.000-08:002008-02-14T10:24:00.000-08:00I don't want any gifts but if he doesn't state cle...I don't want any gifts but if he doesn't state clearly today that he loves me, from tomorrow on I'll consider him just a friend.<BR/><BR/>See, Valentine's Day can be used as a test.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-65630994971934505932008-02-14T10:15:00.000-08:002008-02-14T10:15:00.000-08:00I'm just glad the turning 9-11 into patriot day ne...I'm just glad the turning 9-11 into patriot day never took off...<BR/><BR/>I myself have a soft spot for A Midsummer Night’s Dream…<BR/><BR/>A tragic love story that I really like is Escape From the Planet of the Apes… No really, think about itSwinebreadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02947060321484913676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-71295065108838508572008-02-14T08:47:00.000-08:002008-02-14T08:47:00.000-08:00Much Ado ...Great, great film.You nailed it, my fr...<I>Much Ado ...</I><BR/><BR/>Great, great film.<BR/><BR/>You nailed it, my friend.Brave Sir Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-24933141008509779082008-02-14T07:21:00.000-08:002008-02-14T07:21:00.000-08:00Lmfao... Bat, you really need to rant more often. ...Lmfao... Bat, you really need to rant more often. Loved this post...Fadedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11424781470408263435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14857092.post-67039388533892341352008-02-14T04:29:00.000-08:002008-02-14T04:29:00.000-08:00"Yes, it was invented by the chocolate and florist...<I>"Yes, it was invented by the chocolate and florist industry, which is why I never gives chocolates and flowers for Valentine's Day."</I><BR/><BR/>Great idea! I'd add diamonds (jewelry) to that list, since they're hip-deep in this made up holiday too.<BR/><BR/> ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com