Today in Radio Shack, buying some new headphones, the older lady waiting on me volunteered that "blueberry cobbler is better than sex."
What this had to do with purchasing headphones, I'm not really certain. And I've never had blueberry cobbler before. But I have had sex.
As I can't verify her assertion, I'm going to have to stick with the sex.
Sorry, Crazy Radio Shack Lady.
About Me
- Paul
- Paul Guest is the author of four volumes of poetry and a memoir. His debut, The Resurrection of the Body and the Ruin of the World, was awarded the 2002 New Issues Poetry Prize. His second collection, Notes for My Body Double, was awarded the 2006 Prairie Schooner Book Prize. His third collection, My Index of Slightly Horrifying Knowledge, was published by Ecco Press/HarperCollins in 2008. His fourth collection, Because Everything Is Terrible, was published by Diode Editions. His poems have appeared in Harper's, The Paris Review, Poetry, Tin House, The Kenyon Review, and elsewhere. His memoir, One More Theory About Happiness, was published by Ecco in May 2010 and selected for the Barnes & Noble Discover Great New Writers Program. The recipient of a 2011 Guggenheim Fellowship and a 2007 Whiting Writers' Award, Guest lives in Charlottesville, Virginia.
8 comments:
Dude, I think she was hitting on you by way of her supreme baking skills.
Blueberry cobbler is good, in the right hands.
She may have been!
It is so not better than sex. Not even the best blueberry cobbler . . . raspberry, on the other hand, comes close.
Some kinds of love, As Lou Reed tells us, the possibilities are endless.
That's not even a sentence, what I just wrote.
"Mmmm, pie," would have been the only appropriate answer.
With lecherous eyebrow movement, of course.
Mmmm, pie.
ok, i just spit water on to my keyboard. luckily it was a fine mist. :)
i hear blueberries are really great for the brain & for the prostate, so maybe a little of both are in order.
Mmmm cookies.
Buffy reference. Paul?
Always!
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