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strain of thought
strain of thought
I finally went and found an old computer chair for my room. It goes with the desk, styled as 1970’s tack, and more importantly it gives me somewhere to “sit and blog” from. Up until now I have been laying face down on the bed, propped up on my elbows trying to type by only moving my fingers and wrists. It works for a while but the position leaves my back with a bigger kink than the Marquis De Sade.
That’s pronounced “Markee d Sard” for those of you who don’t speak Frog, and he was a certifiable Frenchman (how mad do you have to be to pronounced insane by the French for Heavens sake?), who was locked up to protect the public. While in the asylum he wrote several treatises on sexual perversions. The books were secretly smuggled out and taken to a publisher and they became overnight best sellers, despite being banned by the French government as subversive and disgusting.
He is famous for having a perversion named after him; Sadism!
Or shouldn’t we pronounce it as “Sardism”?
I think there was also a Count or Countess De Masoch, some where back then who gave us the other half of the name/pair. Anyway, I think it was the french that came up with most perversions, they are a most perverse race. Perhaps someone can post a better history lesson than I can. Don’t be shy, we won’t think you’re kinky, or gay, or even from gay Paris!
Ha, it’s funny how I managed to get that last link in there, a couple of months ago, right here in Wichita, there was a gay parade, one of my colleagues was stuck in the car park unable to get out until it was past (what no Dorothies?) but the interesting thing was their route. They came from Old Town on 1st street and crossed the river.
Now what’s funny about that you ask? Well as they passed our office, they were heading the wrong way up a one-way street! Sort of fitting don’t you think