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chee-ristPosted June 16th, 2006 by MichelleIs there a polite way to tell my new neighbor’s son, who doesn’t live here but is here miraculously every time I’m outside reading a book or watering my plants and he drools his forking cigarette smoke all over me, that not only is he playing his music too loud, but that it *sucks*? 9 Responses to “chee-rist” Michelle – I came over to ask about your interest in the King of Men (re: your comment over on Ian’s blog today), as I am similarly (bizarrely, as I generally have no particular interest in celebrities) afflicted… Do you have any of his books? Hi Emily, Yes, I am nuts for the Viggo, and my head is rarely turned by celebrities (or most men, for that matter). But Viggo seems to possess something outside the normal realm of hotness. I wonder if the Lord of the Rings movies hadn’t been so damn good if I would still feel so afflicted. I do not have any of his books, but I’ve listened to recordings of his singing (which is kind of hilarious). I’m also far more attracted to him when he’s wearing a sword than when he’s weilding, say, a coffee pot. But no matter, I’ll take him as he comes. Hi Michelle, thanks for your reply. I promise not to further muddle up your blog with Viggo-ness, but I had to say that “outside the normal realm of hotness” is an excellent way to put it. I agree that the sword-wielding definitely trumps coffeepot wielding (though I loved HoV), so, if you haven’t already, check out the trailer for Alatriste. More swords, more hotness, in Spanish. And may I humbly suggest Coincidence of Memory and/or Recent Forgeries, which are my two favorite Viggo books. Or google “Communion” (a poem from CoM). I know you can find the text online several places. I think you will enjoy it. Take care! “muddle my blog with Viggo-ness”? There is NO such thing! I mean, I guess we could move it over to a fan site, but then we’d be like everyone else, and what fun is that. Do you think he’s actually a good writer, or does the hot soften the edges? Well, that’s a good question. I do think so, but perhaps I’m just blinded by the hotness… : ) I would love to know your opinion if you ever have the opportunity to read any of his poems. What I do think is indisputable is the honesty of his work. From his books I get the sense that he creates because it is just part of his nature to create, not because he’s looking for additional fame or notoriety (witness the singing you speak of). Many of his photographs (though not all) are evocative and offer unusual perspectives. For his poems, I don’t really know how to judge poetry except by my personal response to it, but I do find myself going back to reread many of his pieces. Not because I’m thinking “ooh…I wonder what relationship he’s writing about here because he’s so famous and hot!” but because I read them and think, “I’ve felt exactly like that”. I had an English teacher once who said that we read and write poetry to feel less alone, and to put into words parts of our experience that can’t be expressed any other way. I do think he achieves this – maybe not in every piece, but certainly it’s there. Anyway, thanks so much for the Viggo chat, it’s fun to talk to another Viggo-phile. My husband and brothers delight in teasing the life out of me over this, so it’s nice to talk with you, who understands. If you ever want to email me, I’m at medesj (at symbol) cox dot net. I’m not a crazy internet stalker person, just someone who went to UNC with Tessa (and Ian, though I never had the pleasure of meeting him person). And to make my incredibly long comment just a bit longer, I’ve been wanting to comment on your blog for awhile to tell you how much I enjoy reading it, and that I truly admire how you remain true to yourself. Also, your cat is very cute. Thank you for calling ‘ol One Ear “cute”. He’s not so cute when I’m trying to give him subcu fluids, but I guess I wouldn’t be, either. And I get your husband et al teasing you endlessly- if Sean or Ian caught me reading a book of poetry written by Viggo, they’d roll their eyes so hard they’d hurt themselves. Of course, when I was twelve years old, I locked myself in the bathroom and cried when Nick Rhodes from Duran Duran announced he was getting married, and I STILL get shit for that one. Looks like I might have to ask for a Viggo book for my birthday! Anyone? Anyone? Hope you got that Viggo book for your birthday! And, “roll their eyes so hard they’d hurt themselves” made me laugh out loud. So hard, in fact, that my five year old ran over to the computer and demanded to be let in on the joke. Ya’ll Williamses certainly have a way with words. Happy birthday! Can you believe that no one got me a Viggo book? Alas. But I did have a great day- thanks! |
um… maybe “your music too loud, amd it *sucks.*” Oh, and “thank you for smoking in YOUR OWN SPACE.”
Just a thought.