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» Tell Me a Story, Dad

Pooh & Piglet Looking for ButterfliesMy son would always say, "Tell me a story, dad." (.. when he was small).

He would tell me which characters he wanted in his story that day,

"Okay, dad .. today I want Pooh in my story .. and I want Piglet, too."

And, no matter what, he always wanted Tigger in his story.

Because Tigger was always getting into crazy shit.

You know how Tigger is.

» I Impressed Myself with My Storytelling Skills

It is not easy to throw together a story on the spot like that. I could feel myself summoning an array of skills. And they werent always enough. They werent always sufficient. Sometimes I struggled.

But, when I was on .. when I was having a good day telling stories .. I was good. Very good. I surprised even myself some days.

Christopher Robin plays Pooh-sticks with his dad from a wooden bridge

Once you get into that creative flow .. then you just ride along with it. Go where it takes you. Good coffee helps.

Most of the stories that I told him came while we were sitting at the coffee shop early in the morning.

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» Storytelling Under the Old Olive Tree in the Courtyard

There is a full-grown olive tree growing in the courtyard at the coffee shop. A man from Greece once told me, while he was admiring this tree, and while I sat there under its shade one day (reading some Dostoevsky), "This is a beautful tree. I bet this tree is 60 or 70 years old."

The noise level at the coffee shop is such that it is okay to read a book there, but for storytelling time, we would always go outside .. where it was much quieter. More peaceful.

There is a retaining wall that forms a perfect square around this olive tree. This retaining wall doubles as a cement seat of sorts.

I would pull up one of the many plastic chairs there at the coffee shop .. and stake out one of the corners of the retaining wall around the old olive tree, and prop my feet up on the low wall there.

Then the bug would climb up on top of me and use my body as couch of sorts .. reclining on top of me for storytelling times.

Sometimes I would even lean back in the chair .. so as to achieve a more fully-reclined trajectory.

This was such a totally bitchin' thing .. these storytelling sessions .. while his little body was curled up on top of me .. keeping me warm .. under the shade of the old olive tree. The wise, old olive tree.

» Sometimes Girls Would Walk By

[ Sometimes pretty girls would walk by while I was telling him a story there under the old olive tree. Sometimes these girls would give me a look.

I probably should not say what their looks were saying. Not right now, anyway.

Sometimes they would say things, too. Exactly what they said .. this I will leave to your imagination .. what kinds of things they might've said .. as they walked by.

But sometimes they would stop to chat. Sometimes, while I was responding to them, my son would reach up and put his little hand over my mouth and say, "Dont talk, dad."

They would apologize to him. He was very protective of his reading time and his story time. ]

» Impressing Super-Hotties with My Story-Telling and Writing Skills

The Great Gatsby (1925) by F Scott FitzgeraldI do this with Ariana, too, sometimes.

I try to impress her so much that I actually impress myself.

I mean, with her help, I might be the greatest writer who ever lived.

With her inspiration .. with her encouragement. 

With the muse-like effect that she seems to have on me.

At least, that's what everybody keeps telling me.

When the age has finally come to an end, and the books are closed,

and the greatest writers of all time are assembled .. we will be there.

We will be representing for the twenty-first century.

We are a good team .. as you can see.

You can help cheer us on, Katie.

I think that I got it bad for her.

If you couldnt already tell. Singers so do it for me.

I can most easily be myself with a singer .. I have found.

» Curving the Writing Bullet Around Ariana's Ear

Speaking of director-chicks and impressing super-hotties .. there is a scene in one of Angelina Jolie's movies ..

.. where she tells this kid to "curve the bullet," .. around an obstacle (herself) and hit something behind her.

The kid is big pussy and doesnt want to do it, but he finally does and he learns something about himself in the process.

It's a cool shot. A sec after the bullet shoots by, the breeze from it kicks up a lock of her hair.

This "curving the bullet" speaks to me .. because I can feel myself b.e.n.d.i.n.g the language .. in order to impress Ariana with my writing skills.

"Watch this, girly," I can hear myself saying to her. "This is some shit that I know you have never seen before."

And then I will send whizzing past her ear another writing-bullet, so to speak, or a writing-arrow, of another image in the story that I am writing. Another page. Another chapter. Here it comes .. dont move.

She can hear it as it sails by. She can feel my fingers brush lightly across her neck as another installment whooshes by.

I can almost hear her saying, "How is he doing that?"

Sometimes she provokes me and I send the bullet right down into her panties. Only it doesnt feel like a bullet when it gets there. No, ma'am. Not hardly.

You cant let these young girls get away with this shit, Katie. A man must respond, and show them that he is not a big pussy.

» I Want her to be Craving My Touch

She probably wishes that I would have touched her a little more strongly. A little more aggressively. And caressed her throat a little longer .. as each new chapter whizzes by.

I want her wanting me. I want her wanting me to touch her more strongly. I want her craving that next touch. Two can play the teasing game.

Speaking of Ariana wanting me .. did you notice that Angelina's bullet-curving movie is titled » Wanted ? (Dostoevsky also talks about wanting.)

Angelina Jolie is a director-chick .. which is why I put this little story here .. with you director-chicks.

She got the Coen brothers to help her with the screenplay. They are real, no-shit artists .. those Coen boys.

They craft their stories with this beautiful mult-dimensional layering. I can feel something in me respecting them for their art, for their craft.

» Real-time Storytelling Skills Developed with My Son

I dont know how much of a part those spur-of-the-moment story-telling skills that I developed with my son come into play with this story that I am writing about/with/for Ariana.

Pooh and the Hundred Acre gangBut I know they do.

Because I can feel them working.

Those skills that I developed with my son.

Those story-telling skills.

You have some story-telling skills yourself, Katie Holmes .. being an actress and a director and whatnot.

I am actually considering lifting out this section here where I write to Katie Holmes and transferring it to its own page titled » Sex with Director-Chicks.

That would be naughty of me. But you must admit that it would be a cool title. I am into cool titles .. as you can see.

[ This is now done .. as of Dec 18, 2016. Happy birthday Katie Holmes.

I thought this clever to post on your birthday, given the story about the director-chick's birthday.

38 is a rocking age. You have most of the big stuff figured out by 38. So you can get right down to business.

This page is dated the 18th, because that's your birthday. But I actually posted it on the 19th.

When I lift out text to transplant in another page .. I have a little room to work with regarding the date.

I obviously had to post sometime after Thanksgiving, because that was the date of the source page.

And I remember wanting to lift out this section of text for some time, because it was so different from the source page.

But I could never get clear on the lift. Until today, and even that took a degree of resolve.

I normally do not need to summon resolve. (But I know how when I need to.)

Lifting out text and transferring to another page is not a creative endeavor. It is a shift out of creativity and into a techie mindset.

Anyway, that's when I checked your Wikipedia page and saw that yesterday was your birthday.

And I thought, "You gotta be shittin' me. Happy birthday Katie Holmes. Do I ever have a present for you."

I did not know that it was your birthday .. when I was writing about taking the director-chick to the strip-club.

Have you ever been to a strip-club?

I cant imagine you ever needing to clean pebbles out of your hair. You seem much too nice a girl for that. ]

Tho I would never write something just to have a certain cool title. The title always comes after the writing. The writing supplies the title, never the other way around.

This should be obvious, hopefully.

» Nothing More Sacred than Story

What do you think about the notion that » nothing is more sacred than story?

Nothing more sacred than story

Think about it and we'll talk more later. I wonder what Maya thinks about this idea.

Bearing an untold story is the greatest agony

My copy of Catcher in the Rye came from Lani. She gave me a number of her books when she was done reading them for school.

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» An Ivy League Girl

Speaking of classrooms where professors discuss the importance of story .. I see that you are a Columbia girl. Good thing that I did not learn that you were a Columbia girl until I finished this entry.

Columbia University in the city of New York

Otherwise, I would be trying to impress you. Guys say and do stupid shit, sometimes .. when they are trying to impress a super-hottie such as yourself. I'm sure that you know exactly what I'm talking about.

Tho, I have since gone back and added references to this. So it looks like I did know.

I felt my respect for you climb two full steps when I saw that you were a Columbia girl. Because I know what Columbia did for the Dog.

» Sex with Professor-Chicks

The Dog slept with his Writing prof at Columbia. I know that I shouldnt be surprised .. but I was.

Did you sleep with any of your professors? I only flirt with them, myself. I am normally cautious with girls.

» The Cover of the April 2017 Issue of Town & Country

Katie Holmes on the cover of the April, 2017 issue of Town-n-Country

March 21, 2017 »Today is the first full day of spring.

I was down at Moores today for my 6-month check-up with my radiation oncologist. (I am 2-years out. 26 months to be precise.)

I checked in at the desk there and took a seat in the waiting area, which has a view of the bamboo garden .. and I began to fill out the paperwork that they gave me.

When I noticed a striking set of eyes staring up at me from the cover of a magazine sitting on the table right in front of me.

Katie Holmes on the cover of the April 2017 issue of Town & Country

I did not recognize you right away .. but I put down my clipboard and picked up the magazine when I saw your name on the cover.

They have some very nice shots of you in there. I'm sure that you were pleased with the way the article came out.

Colleen came and got me before I had much of a chance to really dig into the article .. but I took particular note of where it said:

Despite her success in front of the camera, it may not be long before she gives up acting for good. "For now I like acting and directing," she says, flashing a smile. "Eventually I'll just direct."

"I bet," I said, when I read that. (Let me know if you need help cleaning pebbles out of your hair.)

I also took note of where Soderbergh said »

There's a weight to her, and it's not forced. There's just something going on behind her eyes that makes her compelling. She's always looking for a way to evolve and be better than she was yesterday.

I would have to agree with him there. (I like that Soderbergh guy. He's the real deal.)

There is indeed an unforced ease about you .. about who you are. As a person, you are not trying to be something that you are not. I can see that, sure. Who is like Katie Holmes?

Evolving and being better than you were yesterday .. this is much more difficult than it sounds. So I felt my respect for you climb when I read that.

Mostly tho, it was this quote that stuck with me after I set down the magazine:

I've become more confident and gotten more interested in storytelling as a whole. Also, I've been feeling inspired to put my point of view out there. It's scary, but the process of it is something I really love.

Telling stories that you are comfortable telling .. which would naturally be from your point-of-view. Werent we just talking about this exact thing?

Fuck if I am not feeling a thing with you here. (It's kind of trips me out a little.) I particularly like that you are a good mom.

I also took note of where the article said » Katie thinks visually. I have a little story along these lines that I may return later to share with you.

This page is actually too big for a single page. I should break it up into two or three pages .. or off-load sections to their own page.

» Owie when Swallowing a Twizzler

Two weeks ago I was eating a piece of red Twizzlers twists (.. because I was trying to be like Ryan Gosling. I mean, what guy isnt? But there are some people that you simply cannot hang with) ..

.. when I swallowed and felt something in my throat hurt pretty badly. Like something jabbed me in my throat .. from the inside.

Twizzlers

I'm not sure if a piece of Twizzler got caught in there when I swallowed, but my throat was definitely hurting.

Perhaps I turned my head when I swallowed. I have some radiation scarring in there, so anything to do with my throat, such as talking and swallowing, is not as simple as it is for most people.

Note that this section has been moved to its own page .. see here » Trying to be Like Ryan Gosling.

» Probably Just a Coincidence

March 29, 2017 » It's probably just a coincidence, Katie .. but, did you notice how they were playing Ariana's song, Into You .. while you were making your entrance? And not just any part of the song, either.

Katie Holmes on the View March 29, 2017

Your look here says, "I can't believe that you played that song, Whoopi, while I was walking out here. You are in so much trouble. You are gonna get it for this. I'm gonna have to think of something really good .. to pay you back for this."

This is me putting words into your mouth. I only do that with girls I really like. (How am I doing?)

I was a little freaked out when they played that song while you walked out. I was so not expecting that. It caught me completely off guard .. because I associate that song with other things.

See .. playing this song here at this particular point .. this speaks to the male psyche. You cant stop it from speaking to you. ('You' here being a male psyche.)

I am not going to tell you what this says .. but I'm sure you could imagine.

Katie Holmes making her entrance onto the View March 29, 2017

Here you are thinking, "Oh my God .. they're playing that song by Ariana. And they're playing it so loudly, too. They're really blasting it at full volume. How did I not see this coming? I know that Whoopi is behind this. She is so gonna get it for this."

Playing that particular song there actually works with my narrative here .. because I titled the entry » Sex with Director-Chicks.

And I totally lit-up that director-chick. It took her a while to come back to earth. Little Nicholas told me that I ruined her for all other men.

Whoever came up with the idea to play that song there .. kudos to that person. Artistic kudos. Beyond artistic.

Oh, to be a fly on the wall when they were making that programming decision.

Or maybe they dont even play the music live. Perhaps they simply lay over the audio track onto the video afterwards.

I won't even mention your responses to the series of questions that they asked you. At least, not yet. But I think that we are totally vibing. It feels very natural, no? Very easy.

Speaking of vibing .. I hope that you said 'hi' to John Oliver for me. I like him. He makes me laugh like a crazy person sometimes.

He does stuff that nobody else does .. and he makes it look easy.

This entry is way too big for a single page.

Update: I have now broken up this entry into three pages:

  1. Sex with Director-Chicks.
  2. More Sex with Director-Chicks.
  3. Even More (Sex with Director-Chicks).

That could be dangerous.

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