A year
11/29/01
A year can do so much.
Crikey. On the cusp of December already? 12 months ago, I was freezing my ass off while on vacation in new york, hiking through snow on a quest for a tiara for a new years party. I was way-laid by a visit with a girlfriend of mine Aminah, who by nature of complete & utter fabulousity, talked me into my first pedicure.
After Aminah and her boy got laid off, she went on a fantabulous world wind tour of various exotic delights. For *Months* now. I’d guess 10 or so months she’s been out of the country. Me, I got laid off and I regressed, single as ever, to being a 17 year old with a temporary job at the mall.
Deciding that she needed some positivity she and her hunky buns settled down in italy and puttered with ideas on what to do with themselves. And get this, the girl is now responsible for *this* THIS!
IL REGALO - Imported Gifts from the Green Heart of Italy
Translated from Italian to mean “The Gift”, Il Regalo specializes in gift sets exclusively from the region of Umbria, known as the “Green Heart of Italy”. The woods and mountains of Umbria are a treasure trove of delicacies and only the best have been selected for you to impress your most valuable clients and friends for all occassions
Here is a command.
Go buy something from them. Better yet, go buy me something from them. (I’m salivating over Package B)
* La Romagna Stringozzi Fantasia Pasta (Basil, Red Pepper and Original)
* Urbani White Truffle Oil
* Urbani Olive Paste with Truffle
* Sole Umbro Sun Dried Porcini
* Lenticchia di Montagna Lentils
* Perugina 300g Chocolate/Hazelnut Bar
* Perugina Amaretto Hot Chocolate
* Product Count: 7
* Gift set weight: 6.6 pounds
* Dimensions (in.): 15×11x10 * Includes local Umbrian recipes
* Packaged in original Italian fruit crate
And please tell her I sent you there with bouquets of lavender kisses.
I guess I wouldn’t feel so lame (well, except that I am getting lots of cuddly affirmation from good peeps these days) were it not for the fact that my pal J. came in to town and tenderly, lovingly, with the elegance of fred astaire, and the alacrity of a tijuana pickpocket, ripped me a new asshole while stuffing me with sushi last night?
J. is an old pal from my old news group days. To say the least he’s bloody brilliant. To say any more would incriminate our friendship terribly but let’s just say that he’s the only venture capitalist i know that can “call in a favor” to have military escorts in thailand’sairports to help herd his family through to Phuket for a birthday party. Or to have made it through customs with dozens of vibrators as per the requests of his wife’s friend’s (very specific requests mind you) who are in sexually dissatisfactory relationships. Or to show up for dinner in a 3 piece suit but feel utterly comfortably telling me that he’s trying to remember the first time he started having sex with women half his age. (He’s far my senior, should be more of an uncle really, but still keeps on trying to convince me to be his mistress)
Mind you, he’s probably the most intimidating man you’d ever want to see across the boardroom table from you, speaks a half dozen languages, studied nuclear physics (but hey, it’s not rocket science he scoffs) and giggles like a nine year old after singing the lyrics to Wierd Al Yankovich’s “Eat It”.
It makes me feel just a *bit* more special to know that such wonderfuly unique creatures consider me their friend.
Poetica Spontenaum 11/29/01
Withery Shivers
prickle my skin
like vinegar poured into my bones
Tucked tightly
beneath February covers
I’ll sleep pensively while the house groans
Min Jung
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