Best article on women EVER
Jun. 16th, 2009 03:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well, if it's not THE best...it's ONE of the best.
It's by Aussie comedian Tim Minchin. It's wonderfully heartwarming and real, and you can read it here: http://www.angry-feet.com/viewtopic.php?f=8&t=1525
My favourite bits:
I think I like women because I grew up surrounded by the bloody things: a mother who told it as she saw it, who laughed at funny stuff and fought annoying stuff and freaked out at scary stuff; smart, funny sisters who looked up to me and hounded me and laughed and laughed and laughed; cousins who played music and wore bikinis and looked beautiful in ball dresses; grandmothers who danced comically and taught me tapestry; aunts with critical eyes and sparkling eyes and folk bands; a godmother with envelopes of $20 bills and buckets of silliness.
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The third was the first one again, who proved – in the end – that for me there was to be no getting over the first love. At the end of next year, we will have been together half our lives – pretty rare for 33-year-olds these days.
Maybe more than anything else, I probably love women because they've always been nice to me. Which is nice of them.
Now I've got a new woman (reference to Minchin's baby daughter). She wakes me at night and I go into her room grumpy and tired but glad for the opportunity to see her. She's a mystery to me, but I'll figure her out.
It's by Aussie comedian Tim Minchin. It's wonderfully heartwarming and real, and you can read it here: http://www.angry-feet.com/viewtopic.php?f=8&t=1525
My favourite bits:
I think I like women because I grew up surrounded by the bloody things: a mother who told it as she saw it, who laughed at funny stuff and fought annoying stuff and freaked out at scary stuff; smart, funny sisters who looked up to me and hounded me and laughed and laughed and laughed; cousins who played music and wore bikinis and looked beautiful in ball dresses; grandmothers who danced comically and taught me tapestry; aunts with critical eyes and sparkling eyes and folk bands; a godmother with envelopes of $20 bills and buckets of silliness.
...
The third was the first one again, who proved – in the end – that for me there was to be no getting over the first love. At the end of next year, we will have been together half our lives – pretty rare for 33-year-olds these days.
Maybe more than anything else, I probably love women because they've always been nice to me. Which is nice of them.
Now I've got a new woman (reference to Minchin's baby daughter). She wakes me at night and I go into her room grumpy and tired but glad for the opportunity to see her. She's a mystery to me, but I'll figure her out.