I'm sorry, I cannot change the channel when there is Donna Summer going on on my television. Even if it's not Donna Summer herself, when I hear those power chords, I must listen. Oh, I totally love Donna Summer.
I'm listening to my Donna Summer legends CD tomorrow when I get ready for work.
I do love "Last Dance," but I believe my all-time favorite is and always will be "On the Radio." (The pre-cursor to Regina's, and entirely different.
) "Someone found a letter you wrote me on the radio. And they told the world just how you felt. It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat.
But they said it really loud, they said it on the air, on the radio. Oh, oh, oh, oh, on the radio. Oh, oh, oh, on the radio.
" And also "Bad Girls." I loved that song when I was little, and I really do not remember the moment when I realized that "Bad Girls" was about prostitutes. It's sad when innocence dies.
And even as I write this, Max and I are having a conversation via gmail chat about whether or not one can grammatically say, "Bring me a venereal disease." Now, technically, I think you can say this. A disease can be brought to someone in a petri dish, as Max and I established, and perhaps carried on a piece of anatomy in a way in which you could consider it "brought.
" But generally, VD is not something "brought," it is rather given or gotten. This started as Max trying to tell a joke she'd heard, you see, and then us having to harp on the proper grammar of the joke, and whether or not it's really possible for a venereal disease to be brought to someone. Technically, yes, it can be, but really: I'm just saying, whether or not you could, it's not a logical example of the difference between "to bring" and "to take.
" (And not, as Max points out, because you would have very little occasion to say to someone, "Please bring me a VD." One would very, very much hope.) And in my search for a situation in which it would be logical for someone to say, "Bring me a VD," or "I have brought you a VD," as would be more appropriate given the participants in said exchange, we ended up discussing the potential doer of the action of bringing--that is, the one bringing the VD, and how it would be brought, and in what way.
And the conversation comes, as it inevitably does, down to manwhores and drag queens, and the situations in which a drag queen would or would not present you with anything on his/her member.
I am, if nothing else, a sophisticate.
I came here to tell y'all about my strange morning, which featured traffic violations and vomit, but really, I don't think there's anywhere else I can go with this one.
(Last sentence I wrote: spoilery for the fic even out of context, so I will only tell you it is boring dialogue. Which, because I am so classy, led me to observe to Max, "suck it, firefox.")
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