Dinner with a Bouncing Czech December 1, 2006
Posted by Jen in : Bits and Pieces, Journal, Novel , trackbackLast night was ace… a wonderful dinner with my adorable work pal Pretty Hana and an assortment of other women who I’d never met before.
As always, I’m justifying this as research for The Novel. Well, there are women in it… and it’s quite interesting to see what women talk about when they’re in a clump. It can’t be all about lip gloss and men can it? Can it? An evening of intellectual banter revealed the following philosophical facts:
Children: Nah, get a dog. Easier to train and far less pooh involved.
Skiing: Rather like sex. If you can’t do it properly by the time you’re mid-20s, it’s really too embarrassing to bother.
Men: It takes a good year to
figure out what’s wrong with this onedecide whether you’re really in love or not.Heelys: Truly not designed for grown-ups. You see, children are Good At That Sort of Thing. Once you’re over 30, such wheel-endowed shoe-related objects become yet another item of probable shame, rendering the unsuspecting wearer open to potentially life-threatening situations, particularly when combined with vodka and any sort of slope.
So… enlightened? Nope, me neither. But I know one thing: I won’t be purchasing any Heelys anytime soon. I shall, instead, stick to the tried and tested, nay traditional, method of alcohol consumption when I feel the urge to make a complete and utter spaz of myself thankyouverymuch.
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