Oh, that’s too <\/EM>fucking funny. Apparently, according to the murky depths of mailing list backchat, tatsumi (one of the adorable pair who make up Girl2<\/A>), a longtime friend and sometime roomate and I have a past so shrouded in mystery even WE did not know about it. Apparently, she and I were an item- and then Soulhuntre<\/A> stole her from me. Waiting to Exhale —–<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/540"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=540"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/540\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Recently, a number of interesting delusions have surfaced. The first- and funniest- is that someone from a mailing list has me ALLLLLL figured out. No, really. She has my number, baby. She pegged me square:
It’s racial<\/STRONG>.
I am, apparently, taking out my rage by defiling white women<\/EM>. Perhaps channeling my rage with the whole race, in this unjust society, into my sexuality.
Now, this is silly for a number of reasons- the least of which is that I am as white as rice and pale as boiled potatoes. No, my twin summed the whole thing up thusly: “Flagg is an equal opportunity defiler.” <\/EM>Except for sexual attraction, gender hardly matters, much less race. The list of women I would happily degrade and defile reads like a Bendetton ad, with the possible exceptions of New Zealanders, Whigs and Inuits. Can’t trust ’em.
Next up- revisionist history<\/STRONG>.<\/P>
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Fact is, I kinda like this story, and nominate it as the new Official Truth<\/STRONG>, newspeak<\/EM> style. I know Soul <\/A>will love it, as anything that makes him look like a chickstealin’ stud machine is all good down East Wing<\/A> Way. Sadly, Tats does not have the appalling lack of taste necessary to ‘fess up to imaginary sexual escapades involving yours truly. Sorry folks- no dice there. Tats and Soul had their own mojo working since they met, and the only role I played in that sitcom was Wacky Neighbor.<\/P>
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Lastly, I was recently informed that someone has thought for years<\/EM> that he was going to be invited to be the fourth Estate <\/A>Trainer. It’s even funnier considering who<\/A> it is. Keep watching the skies, big guy- that carrier pigeon will get there any day with your golden ticket. Any day now. Any day.
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