Day 114 Sun Nov 3 Zoe Cant Stop Talkin
THE VIRGIN OF
GUADALUPE / HOMECOMIN
Hello
on this a most glorious day, as e e might say. that’s the poet who dont believe
in upper case or puncuation... i dont much believe in it either, except on
special occasions. Well now, today
is one special occassion, because today we is bein reunited with ole b, aka the
virgin of guadalupe reincarnate. I remember mischa and dana went on a tour of
all the little chapels in sante fe last year and kept findin alters and
sculptures and paintins of said
virgin, everywhere they went, and sent pictures of her back to b (who had gone
home on an airplane). Then b had that run-in with the doctor and got some scary
news. We were all pretty much terrified there for a few weeks, but then we got
good news and on that day mischa was cleanin out her photos and found the one
she took of ole b in albuquerque, with the guadalupe lookin right on over her
shoulder! We decided that the virgin had taken it upon herself to make sure ole
b’s doctor run-in dint head in the wrong direction. So now we all pray at her
altar..why not? Ya got to pray at somebody’s altar, it can’t hurt.
Anyways
that picture of b, is on mischa’s phone so we get to look at it several times a
day, the phone bein one of her favorite rectangles. She uses it so much
sometimes its too hot to touch and she growls at it and
throws it down.
She
wasnt on it much yesterday though on accounta we was out tryin to sell baubles
but it was torrential downpouring and all the ladies stayed home. That put mischa
in a foul mood there for a minute, but she rose up after a while an had her
self a good time.
She
says her sleep pattern’s all outta whack on accounta b bein so far away. They
is use to bein together more like all day and all night everyday, as they is a
couple.
Like
me and bean the pekingese use ta be a couple except I think they’s alot more
serious about it. I say that cause when bean had to go to heaven I missed him
but I got right into bein with my people and never did lose much sleep over him. They seem more serious too cause they keep tryin to get themselves
married but there’s been some intervenin circumstances. Like laws changin under
their feet, and then mischa went and moved to florida where two ladies aint
never gonna get married legally if them ole republicans keep gettin into office,
and there continues to be a gun shop on every corner, and the catholics keep a
stranglehold on miami, and bible belt keeps slippin further downunder the
panhandle. These aint good signs for gay friendly laws.
Anyways,
b’s on her way right now. She’s in a plane lookin down on the great expanse of
america.
I
sure am glad it’s her up there and not me, I dont much like flyin, “its for
birds,” I tell mischa whenever she proposes takin me on an airplane.
I
dont got nothin against birds, in fact I admire em fiercely, they’s awesome,
but until someone sews a pair a them wings on me, and gives me some flyin lessons,
I’m stayin put on the ground.
But
I will be there with open arms when that b drops outta the sky tonight. I’ll be
there beamin my little head off. I’ll be beamin so bright they wont even have
to turn on the runway lights.
We
got plans for her too when she gets here, we’re gonna take her out for nice
dinner and do a lot of chattin. Both dana and b are expert chatters so the
night promises to be an earful.
Speakin
a earfuls....I gotta run and get a mouthful of breakfast , i’s
starvin....later.
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