stuck in my throat
in my fantasy world, i am cool and suave, seductive and smart, like lauren bacall teaching guys how to whistle. but in reality, sadly, i'm just a big goofball. for example, last friday, i was walking down powell street near union square when i notice this tall, handsome man in a dark suit walking the opposite direction. i recognized him right away, and, in classic un-lauren bacall form, i just said, "oh my" and proceeded to choke on my own gum. my friend, who was much calmer than i, simply said in a very cheerful easy going way, "hi mayor!". mr. tall and handsome (and single) mayor looked back at us and said, "hi!". he kept on walking up the hill, while my friend asked if i perhaps needed the heimlich maneuver.
in my daytime dreams, a more alluring and clever (and infinitely better dressed) version of myself would have stopped him on the street, extended my hand and said "why mr. mayor, i met your sister hilary not long ago at our husbands' high school reunion. what a lovely lady! and your niece is quite a delightful child! how are they? please send them my regards gavin... oh, may i call you gavin?..."
so today, i may possibly meet mr. tall and handsome, civic rights minded, care not cash creator at the Philippine Center. oh lord, help me not make a fool of myself. i'd be happy if i simply not trip or spill my drink. may the essence of lauren bacall keep me from being stuck in my throat.
in my daytime dreams, a more alluring and clever (and infinitely better dressed) version of myself would have stopped him on the street, extended my hand and said "why mr. mayor, i met your sister hilary not long ago at our husbands' high school reunion. what a lovely lady! and your niece is quite a delightful child! how are they? please send them my regards gavin... oh, may i call you gavin?..."
so today, i may possibly meet mr. tall and handsome, civic rights minded, care not cash creator at the Philippine Center. oh lord, help me not make a fool of myself. i'd be happy if i simply not trip or spill my drink. may the essence of lauren bacall keep me from being stuck in my throat.
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