Fun With My New Head
01/23/2013 02:24 p.m.
A recent correspondent did not wish to provide me with a recent photograph, a telephone number, or an address; this, and still asked me to join them on an excursion to New Orleans over the weekend. I explained at some length that these three decisions, taken together, necessarily preclude my considering spending time with a relative stranger. The withholding the telephone number suggests an uninformed partner; the withholding the address suggests a fundamental misunderstanding of who and what I am; the photograph I am unsure about, since the only reason I can think of for not providing a prospective partner for a weekend of licentious behavior with some way of recognizing you at the meet-up is a second evil head that is being held as a last minute surprise.

I told this correspondent that 1) that if the uninformed partner was the lovely Amanda (described as principle playmate in a number of risqué adventures), I understood the hesitation, because at the moment she was feeling more desirable to me; 2) not providing an address suggested he had not grasped that not only do I not stalk, I do not poach (or at least, on the rare occasions I had picked up something that wasn't mine, I didn't keep it and always gave it back); and 3) if the second evil head was a possibility, I had a cousin we could double with, as a dating a second evil head would be a step up for her.

We are NOT going to New Orleans.
I am currently Bemused
I am listening to The Man in Black