Good Night
I apologize for falling behind on the girlie postings, ...as most of you may have guessed, that practice will end tonight.I'll get up early tomorrow, get to work, plow through the avalanche of documents I need to write and proof, then take off at lunch to pick up my wife at the airport.
There's a scent about this that I just can't shake, that all this has been too easy. Will the pendulum finally swing the other way at the last minute, ...I can imagine all sorts of bad scenarios.
She's detained at the airport and denied entry into the country for no good reason.
They suspect her visa is not legit and just refuse to let her in.
She loses her visa on the plane or in the airport or on the way to the airport.
She gets in a car accident and misses her flight.
The plane is forced to land elsewhere, or it is delayed and she's stranded somewhere like Rochester, NY.
So many people have so many troubles bringing their wives and relatives to the US, I've been conditioned to expect trouble, yet we've had none.
In fact, if everything goes through tomorrow, the process would have been fast, efficient, courteous, and simple. Imagine that!
Anyway, I'm nervous, and not just about that. I'm nervous about everything. The signing of the marriage papers was merely a formality. Wearing the ring is a formality. The real heavy lifting starts tomorrow. The marriage starts tomorrow.
oh boy
I keep telling myself, "Well, this is it. Do or die."
Of course, I have no choice, no other options, but that's not what bothers me now. It's the reality that gets to me. Like when you wake up from a terrific dream only to realize that it indeed WAS a dream. You sit up in bed and say "Awwww, Fuck!" It's sort of like that. I had been keeping half of my brain in the freezer, blissfully frozen in time, day dreaming away about living in California, spending a few months traveling through China and Vietnam, writing that book, meeting that girl, buying that car, ...
So forgive me it this all feels new and scary, I've been defrosting for 3 days and everything is just coming into focus. I'm like the Iceman. That's a great movie btw, ...I think Timothy Hutton was in it. They find a guy in the ice who was covered up in an avalanche thousands of years ago, while defrosting him, he comes back to life. They keep him in a dome and try to observe him, but of course the Iceman is not stupid and escapes. He thinks that the helicopter that visits the research facility is Sika, a bird God that takes him to a wonderful place, but I won't give away the ending.
That also reminds me of my grade school chum Jim. One early spring day Jim was on the way home from school (I was with him) and found a dead rabbit by the side of the road. The rabbit had obviously been run over in the early winter, and laid frozen at the bottom of a snowbank all winter. It was hard as a rock and clearly dead.
Well, Jim picks it up and puts it in his school bag and takes it home. Why? I don't know. Another thing I don't know is why he brought it to school the next day. Still frozen, the rabbit sat in his bag all day. He told the other kids in the school and showed it off, ...a few hours later some school moms came up to me in the hall and asked if I knew about Jim's rabbit.
I said that I knew he had it at school. They said, no, something else had happened. They said that Jim showed it to the whole class and during the class that rabbit was defrosting and got "all soft and frosty". Then, they said, the rabbit came back to like, jumped up, and ran around the room!
Well, the truth is, the rabbit started stinking up the cloakroom, so someone told a teacher and they disposed of the clearly dead rabbit.
So, to tie it all together, I'm a flattened rabbit at the bottom of a snowbank.
Well, not really. The only thing that is dead is my life as a sometimes publisher of porn. Tonight my whole stash will be killed off so the wife doesn't get wind of it. The old pics will stay up on this site, only my personal stash will be deleted. The only time that stuff will come down is if the wife finds out about this site.
If she does, it all comes down. In that case, it was nice knowing all of you. Goodbye, good luck, and good night!
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