i guess it’s always seemed funny to me(in a prurient, adolescent way)that ‘valentines day’ is initialed ‘v.d’.
it does seem sort of ironic that the love holiday has the same acronym as venereal disease.
part of life’s unintentional cavalcade of comedy(or, as in springfield, ‘krustys kavalcade of komedy’, with it’s own very unfortunate acronym, especially as krusty chose to shoot it in harlem).
speaking of the simpsons, one of my favorite simpsons was on tonight, the one where homer discovers springfield’s gay neighborhood and puts aside his lifelong prejudices and embraces the gay lifestyle(minus the actual sex).
and marge finds the missing puzzle piece in maggie’s eyelid.
in other news, happy valentines day.
i know that it’s a holiday that makes a lot of people very unhappy,
as very few people actually have picture-perfect valentines day dates.
i do think that 21st century etiquette should possibly prevent people from asking each other, ‘so what did you do for valentines day?’
see, a lot of my friends have learned to loathe that question, as the answer often is ‘i stayed home and changed the kittie litter and watched “”americas next top model””‘.
so perhaps rather than ask what someone did on valentine’s day, you should just let them volunteer said information if they feel so inclined.
ok, that’s it for now.
goodnight.
moby
