Raw, Idiom: b. Informal. in the nude; naked

Say what you want about February being the sweethearts' month, but geez, it is not a good time to be in love, or lust, or mildly obsessive infatuation, or post-extramarital-affair fall-out. Has Cupid been drinking, or is his aim just a little bit off lately?

First, the whole mess with Gavin and his paramour, Ruby Tourk, which has of course been front page news here in SF for the last week. It sounds like it wasn't even a long affair, and the guy was in the midst of a divorce at the time, but DUDE, she was also the wife of his good friend and campaign manager. Shady. And then comes this news of his entering rehab for an alcohol problem, and whew, it's not a happy time to be the Mayor.

And then, just when you think the drama couldn't get any more Melrose Place, we have this bizarro Nowak astronaut woman in Orlando ("Robochick") driving 900 miles in diapers (diapers!) armed with garbage bags and pepper spray and random rubber tubes to stalk (and, most likely, murder) her rival for the affections of HER paramour, "Billy O." I tell ya. What the hell?

I think this is a reminder from the universe that a) normalcy is relative, b) having a good PR guy doesn't necessarily fix things if they're already messy, and c) if you go psycho about the dude you're into, make sure you change your diaper after knocking off the competition.

On a final love note, I'm still digging Marquez's "Cholera," and although nearly every page seems to offer some unexpected line of pure wisdom, my favorite from recent days has to be this gem, courtesy of Florentino Ariza:

"The world is divided into those who screw and those who do not."

Happy Valentine's Day to that.


Mariah said…
You so crack me up. I love this post. Amen about the psychotic astronaut woman. I mean, for real? That is what we call "psychotic break" in my field.
ends said…
i wonder if you speak the same way you write...

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