Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The Planet Turns

But beginnings often foretell of the regrets to come. Being true to the marriage vows to the Planet, the sickness and health and all the other nuisances of the commitment actually had me believing that the vows were mutual and not a matter of convenience. I have an amazing naiveté when it comes to matters of the heart. I am a true believer.

So just how and why a mature, professional women would not buy her birth control pills because she doesn't have the cash, and not tell her boyfriend, that being me I as always presumed till the revelations about it is one of the many mounting mysteries of the Planet. Why to this day I don't know nor have I ever asked the Planet. But that the Planet could never talk to me in a manner I could comprehend is one of my many flaws. One must be still to hear the Planet.

What else was there to do, but have a huge extravagant wedding to add stealth to the blatant fact that I was just another guy that knocked up a girl. But this was no mere girl . This was the Planet

I knew I was looking at a successful career with absolutely no life. It was the emptiness in my days that would eventually set the table for not just my then distant midlife crisis but would quickly be followed by my next to mid life disaster that I still find myself in the throes of.

But the prospect of settling with the planet as my life companion seemed like a perfect idea. We had planned setting up house with two incomes. We both felt that after a proper time of her bringing up baby she would want to restart her career and even laid the groundwork with her former employer to do so. Indiana wasn't even looming.

At that point in my life Indiana seemed like it might actually be a good idea. I had discovered the hard way that even 7-11's had gravitational fields of their own. Especially when the vehicle in question was piloted by Mr. James with the trusty Yellenna at his side. Forward and reverse can become tricky concepts for the terminally inebriated.. The glass doors of a convenience store open 24 hours are not much of a defense from a 1966 Star Chief Executive. All of a sudden I look up and I am eye to eye with the potato chip racks Thats when you know it is time for you to take control of the situation and get the flock out of there. So I did.. Although that was a past incident I always had a sneaking suspicion that the vehicle in question may need to go to Indiana as well.

Indeed Yellanna was trusty for me at the time as well. Often times when the rest had left, she would remain always ready for a roll on my dirty red couch with her dirty red hair and generally dirty red complexion. A veritable ball of red curves and pink valleys of wet and warmth. Oh little miss of the pouty lips a plenty. But never with out the aid of alcohol a plenty, thank you very much. I feel a need to remind myself of the romps because they were soon to come to an end.

The Planet principle. You may come to the Planet, but the Planet will never come to you.

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