I wonder how it went
down. The sex on the road thing, I mean. It was a striking coincidence that I
should find a pair of Playboy sleep pants and a Durex condom wrapper within a
few feet of each other while George Michael’s “I Want Your Sex” was blaring in
my ears. So how did they do it? Did it happen right there on the terrace north of the Farnham Street bridge? Were they in a parked car? Were they in a moving
car? Back of a pickup?
Maybe there’s another
conclusion to be drawn from the close proximity of these random finds. My train
of thought may be influenced by the musical selection that was playing at the
time of discovery (among other factors). But think about it. Holmes (Sherlock,
not John) might deduce the same history from the evidence at hand. OK, probably
not. You make up the story then. Oh, it was just random trash coincidentally in
the same vicinity as each other? It was, after all, garbage pickup day, so the
condom wrapper fluttered out of somebody’s trash can and the pants fell out of
the laundry basket and blew into the street? Boring.
Further coincidence:
After “I Want Your Sex” came “Prove Your Love” by Taylor Dayne. Now, close
examination of the lyrics still allows for interpretation of Ms. Dayne’s
meaning. “Show your stuff, ’cause words are not enough / I want to hear your
body talk to mine.” So, she’s saying actions speak louder than words. Right?
Then she’ll make love to her man. Or is she saying prove it by doing it? Hmmm.
Women. George was pretty forthright in his plea. No guesswork in determining
his meaning.
Today's Stats
Temp: 76 degrees F
Distance: 3.8 miles
Weekly Total: 12.3 miles
Treasure: 1 pair Playboy Underwear sleep pants (size
large); 16 cans.
iPod Playlist (On Shuffle):
Just Like a Pill –
Pink
Life Uncommon – Jewel
I Want Your Sex
(Parts 1&2) – George Michael
Prove Your Love –
Taylor Dayne
Taxman – The Beatles
Father, Son – Peter Gabriel
Latin Tropical –
Santana
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