Ahmusings

The 98% humorous musings of M. Lizabeth Currain

Category: favorite things

Another Installment

Sometimes when I’m feeling a little down or just bored, I look at male catalog models and make up chick-literature like stories about them. It’s a fun way to pass the time. And it never gets old. Seriously, read them more than once, they get more ridiculous with each reading.

Some back story: This is Jason (editor’s note: at least that’s what I’ve been calling him) and he comes from the Eddie Bauer catalog. Jason likes hiking and being out in nature. He teaches horticulture classes at one of the universities where he lives. He loves playing Words with Friends, he can’t get enough of it. He especially loves trying to beat his girlfriend at it…but he never does. Sometimes he cheats and she knows, but she lets him get away with it, because he’s so handsome and always makes her blueberry pancakes on the Saturday mornings when they’re together. They’ve been going out for a little while and he’s been looking for the right time to tell her something…and what better time than when you’re on a hike?

“Jason, just because I said I liked hiking doesn’t mean that I like hiking.” M. sighed heavily as she took off her backpack.

Jason looked at her with a small smile on his face, “So what does it mean, M?”

“It means that I like the idea of hiking. There’s a serious difference.” M sat on nearby rock and took a sip of her water.

“I just thought it would be a nice way for us to spend the day together.”

“Ugh, you are making it impossible for me to be hating this right now. It’s just that, you know how I feel about going to the bathroom outdoors.”

Jason laughed, “I know, I know! It’s actually kind of endearing, you not wanting to pee in the wilderness.”

“Oh shut up! It’s easy for you! I have to make sure I don’t pee on myself! That’s not cool at all!” M tossed her water bottle at him and he laughed as he caught it.

“You’re so weird.”

“I know.” She looked at him smiling.

“That’s why I love you.” Jason sat next to her on rock.

“Wait, what did you just say?” M turned to look at him, not sure if he had actually said those words to her.

“I said I love you.”

“That’s what I thought you said.” Jason touched the side of her face and sighed.

“You’re so beautiful. I just want to tell you that every day.”

M let out a small laugh, “I won’t stop you.”

“Nice. This is why I keep you around.” Jason put his arm around M’s and she rested her head on his shoulder, nestling herself into the groove of his neck.

“I love you too.”

Jason looked down at her, “Really?”

M looked up and laughed, “Ha! Why are you so surprised? I was just waiting for you to say it first.”

Jason rolled his eyes, “You would! You’re so difficult.”

“Whatever, you love me.” M. smiled.

“I know.” Jason pulled M.’s face up to his and kissed her.

“See, that’s why I keep you around.” M grabbed Jason’s hand as they sat on that rock, watching the leaves glisten in the sunlight.

Da Bears

In honor of California deciding that a voter approved ban on same-sex marriage was a dumb-fucking idea, (see also; unconstitutional) I’ve decided to talk about my favorite subset of the gay culture: BEARS

Having spent my birthday weekend last year in Provincetown during Bear Week and having made one laugh in a liquor store, I feel as though we have a connection now for the rest of our lives. I even bought a t-shirt!

Never have I been surrounded by as much body hair and mesh clothing as I was that weekend…and it was awesome. My favorite part is that they only seem to work out their arms; better to cuddle their cubs with, I guess?

At one point during the weekend, I was walking with my brother and his girlfriend and I heard this guy talking to his friends saying, “I’d suck every dick in this town!” I shouted back, “Hey! Me too!” (eh, not really, ’cause they were gay and wouldn’t be into it!) But there was a little boy with his family in front of me and he heard that…oops? Better that this boy learn now that it’s not just guys who go around doing that to each other; girls do it too. But you wouldn’t know that if your family always vacations in Provincetown for the Summer.

After that weekend I wanted to register the domain Bearaphernalia.com, but it was already taken. It could have either gone two ways, a really awesome online Bear community or a gay porn site. Both have their place in this world!

So, California, don’t make the mistake that a lot of people think you’re probably going to make! Don’t let the Supreme Court have a chance to mess this up.

You have a Bear on your flag for Christ’s sake! It’s only right!

Sacred Stall

Known better by it’s scientific name: Stallus defecationious.

It’s your comfort zone. The one place you go to during the work day where you know you can get some quiet. Where you rush to when your morning coffee has tickled your bowels loose. It’s your favorite bathroom stall. Your pooping stall.

Pooping at work is the best. It always feels like you are putting one over on the place/people you work for. As if you just don’t care enough to hold it in and give yourself colon cancer. You don’t respect your workplace enough anymore to do them that favor.

But for some, it’s a shameful secret.

Don’t fret little ones, you are not alone. Join the millions of workplace poopers.

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