but i AM a knight!

oh ... all right.

i'm about as queeny as they come.


true story ~

one night me n' the woman are in some hotel watching whatever on the tele. in a million years, i couldn't tell you what it was. anyway, one of the snake-oil breaks 'tween segments of the program had this advert about women's clothing, or fashion, or something in that vein.

The voice-over bubbled out some salesy-pitched jingle on how the store has the perfect fashions for the over-40's woman.

"Honey," I said ... "that's us!"


no lie.

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just to clarify ... neither of us are.


yet.



jaysus, i've got to start using more power tools.

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btw

while it is all HollyWooded and silly, i really do enjoy watching that Knight's Tale flick, now n' again. It has a fair enough scene in a cathedral of a woman demanding equity. It has a gaylord poet flourishing his wares as much as a closeted society will allow. It has swordplay, wordsmithy, banging shields and idealized loyalties.

Besides, who can resist the allure of a cut n' dry morality play ~ black vs white as told by two sexies banging their sticks at each other from horseback.

yummy.