Strange licks and other such nonsense

Florence was fun
Pisa was better
but only because I got to lay down
on a soft green grass field and sunbathe
for a few hours

( for my Stickie girl )

I had an incredibly frustrating
[albeit intensely enjoyable]
experence last night

I met this sex lil blond thang
from SF

we danced, we drank
we talked for nearly four hours
before heading back to my hotel
for another deeper and longer conversation
[with significantly fewer words]

she was 80% a woman
who spoke four languages, made obscure quantum physics jokes
we talked abut various wines, exchanged recipes for gourmet dishes
and argued Goethe, neitzche and Voltaire.
[style note, you can't capitialize the name of a nihilist]
[it is pointless because nothing really matters]

Talked about travelling, volunteer work, sailing and
life in general.

the conversation was engaging, physical contact quite stimulating
and damn was she flexible [several years of yoga apparently]

[Jim]
[as my brother, lawyer and personal physician]
[you should know that]
[she can indeed put her ankles behind her head]
[and spin like a top]

the problem was
and maybe I am being an fool here
is that she was also 20% an eighteen year old girl
and it kinda freaked me out when she would
slip some teen valley girl slang into
a conversation. also I dont know
this morning I felt kinda odd about it

processing
processing

best I can describe it
is
when we were talking about
intellectual things it was amazing

but when she would stick her tongue halfway
down my throat with that eagerness unique to
young girls and break out with a
britney spears like
"oh my god, like totally"
I got the creepy chills

life is strange
life is glorius
life has one twisted sense of humor
but
I am determined to enjoy it

and now I must run run run
I have a date
with a young lady from NYC
[we even share the same favourite restaurant there]
and I despise being late

oh one more thing
uploaded a bunch of new pictures
from the Ducati Museum, Florence and Pisa
you can see them Here

unease

cut tonights date short
supposedly on account of my early morning tomorrow
[I have to wake up at 6am]
[to head to pompei]

but really it was more
still being a little disconcerted with
the events of last night / this morning.

on the way home
I thought I would stop by
and check my email
etc
etc

ah well
I am looking forward to Pompei tomorrow
and
must
must
must
remember to pick up a
plaster cast of dying people
[postcard?]

I would hate to forget
such a thing

*grin*