I got stuck in a shed with my nemesis, Margaret "Hotlilps" Houlihan. She had just become engaged to Donald Penobscott, despite not having left our M*A*S*H* unit for 5 years....
Wait... that was tv.
I got stuck in Kansas for 6 years. It was truly horrible. The one bright spot was the fact that the state fairgrounds were a few blocks from my house. Every year carnies would roll in to town, die from alcohol poisining, get arrested, pack up and leave, with several unplanned teen pregnancies in their wake.
The fair director had a firm belief that only country acts would fill the grandstand. So, for a week I would be sutck at home, serenaded by Jo Dee Messina, McBride and the Ride.
The new fair director brought Britney Spears in. At least then I got to see large flocks of scantily dressed young women. Some legal, some not.
Hey, who are you to judge? It all played out in my mind, no actual realization of any of those fantasies.
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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