Archive for March 2nd, 2007

Ripostes & Rejoinders – Twelve Vikings in a Sauna

Following my adventure within an adventure, “Tales From the Gym – Sartorial Subterfuge” two readers wrote in, urging me to make good on my threat/promise and wear my green velvet Renaissance Festival dress the next time I’m headed for the treadmill. One reader went so far as to speculate what might happen if I wore such a costume into the sauna afterwards. Would my own sartorial subterfuge trigger another splitting of realities? What, my reader asked, would a Renaissance Sauna be like? She immediately (virtually) shivered and took it all back – urging me to forget the project entirely. Apparently the visual of a pre-modern sauna was enough to kill the fantasy. For me, on the other hand, it was a delightful jumping off point. Renaissance Festivals and SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) events were the playgrounds of my childhood; when I’ve worn this dress before, I’ve been surrounded by all sorts of delightful characters – most of whom ended up being costumed as 9th century Vikings. I feel certain that if I do, in fact, break out the green velvet dress, the sauna at my gym will immediately be populated by large men clad in iron and leather, all of whom will be drinking home-brew from big horns, invoking Thor and Loki, threatening to raid and pillage, stomping around and swearing to see each other again in Asgard.

Incentive, or disincentive…?

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Ripostes & Rejoinders – Restricted Readers

A reader recently wrote in with a compliment and a request for an expansion of my imaginative terrain. She writes, in reference to my Muse, “…it is, as usual, highly entertaining, but I’d love to read about something other than just your visits to the gym! :) …” First of all, thank you dear reader! It is always an absolute delight to discover that people are reading my Muse, and when I discover that people both read and enjoy it, my joy cannot be contained. Which means that I must take requests for, shall we say, a broader narrative scope quite seriously. I don’t think I can leave the gym just yet – it has provided too much fascinating fodder. “A rich vein of material” as one of my writerly friends puts it. But I do plan to introduce a new series next week detailing my adventures at the Venice Beach drum circle, along with a less narrative, more whimsical category called “les poesies quotidienne” (French for everyday poetry). And I have a couple of other stories up my sleeve as well. Hopefully if I dilute my tales from the gym with some tales from elsewhere, you will continue to indulge my fascination with naked networking?

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Ripostes & Rejoinders – Outstanding Friends

There are many definitions of an outstanding friend. Here’s one that’s particularly apropos today: an outstanding friend, first of all, is someone who offers to keep some of the things you can’t bear to part with, but can’t begin to wedge into your car. She sets your things up royally, giving them primo real estate on the wrap-around porch of her techno log cabin, or downstairs in the “Cowgirls Kick Ass” basement. She reads your blog, learns that you are an anti-materialist animist who is dealing with some separation anxiety following the jettisoning of your material possessions, and immediately writes you an email – channeling the personalities of some of your favorite left-behind objects.

“Hello! This is your desk! I’m hanging out here in East Lynne, and just wanted to let you know that I’m doing fine!”

An outstanding friend then goes on to describe the conversation she had with your rocking chair: “so then I said to your rocker, ‘you know, when spring finally gets here, we’re going to do some serious rocking out here on the porch!’”

That’s an outstanding friend.

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