Do I Really Want To Be Joan Of Arc?
I was lying in bed this morning, thinking about Joan of Arc, how she rallied her countrymen in fighting through victories in The Hundred Years Wars, and how great it must be to be able to gather people around you to do something, because I can't even get AT & T on the phone.
Of course, if Joan were around now, what's she gonna do? Twitter it? gather@4ish for a burning. It's me that's burning, so don't even begin to tell me you're busy, aiight?
I'm on hold with AT&T, by the way, after having been told I got "Texas," disconnected, given a number to use that gave me everything in Spanish, redialing, and getting India, where I am on hold....wait...I got someone...in Los Angeles...really Los Angeles. I'll take it! God bless.
P.S. I may also have scored another victory, because I just blogged the above, while on hold.
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posted by Washington Cube at 5:59 PM
18 Comments:
No! You do NOT want to be Joan of Arc. Back slowly away from the horse, put down your weapons, tell the voices to go away.
Things did not go well for her, remember?
Maybe just change service providers? That would be my way, but I'm no Joan d'Arc, no way!
LOVE the video.
Reya? I'm just saying...she could be burning and no one would show up. They have to make happy hour at Lauriol Plaza. As for providers, they all suck lemons. So much for breaking that Bell monopoly. I can just hear the Twitters now. Bell? What is this thing you call Bell?
Yes. That's a great album by Jennifer Garnes singing Leonard "Can I Get Any Happier" Cohen songs.
There are so many things wrong here. Lying in bed thinking of Joan of Arc? Honey...do we need to convene a brainstorming session on things to think about while laying in bed?
What are you thinking about Cube? he says with a slight grin.
Joan of Arc
Wow. Just wow.
Have you tried Verizon for your telephonic needs? I find their service to be superior. And local!
Reya is right...things didn't go well for Joanie.
Velvet: What am I thinking about? What is wrong with your stupid server? I had to go over to Hammer's blog to get him to contact you. Why is everyone in such a panic when I mention Joan of Arc? I'm not seeking to go down in flames here. When I got India by the way, I said, "I know you're in India and your name isn't Jack." I guess that's a whiff of Joan, speaking the truth. And what on earth has happened to DC bloggers, you two. Have you studied those blog rolls and seen the crap being cranked out? Talk about a Holy War to wipe that garbage out.
In the immortal words of the great philosopher Foghorn Leghorn, "What, I say what, is all the hootin' and hollerin' about?"
My gut feeling is that although many names and faces have changed, the ratio's about the same. Let the kids have their fun. Gives us more elbow room at our table anyway.
Cube.. I've thought the same thing about Jesus. Would he have the same success now as he did then? Just sayin'...
Jesus always had carpentry to fall back on in case the messiah thing didn't work out. If he were alive today and going with option B, he'd be driving a great big pickup truck, blasting Skynryd out the window, and installing drywall by just pointing at it.
Joan of Arc? What did she have to fall back on? Not much. If she were alive today and going with option B, she'd either be a Hollywood stuntwoman or Amy Winehouse.
p.s. - I was going to say Diamanda Galas, but I'm not convinced that more than 4 people would know who the hell I was talking about.
Hammer: Sadly....SADLY true. I wish there was more quality writing out there. and Hammer again...laughing at the drywall thing. So producing crap work product, too? Drinking cheap booze and handing out Pepperidge Farm goldfish crackers to the masses?
Twinkie: No one has time for anything anymore. I come back to writing on a more regular basis? And I already see other things in my life slipping. The eternal choices.
Hammer: You underestimate Joan. Why...why...she was the Suze Orman of her day. You'd be seeing her on t.v. at 3 a.m.
Man...I never knew she had such a bad rep. A tour guide..."Come on...Keep up!"
,....that armor....Ren Fest! The jousting thing.
I feel like I need to defend poor ole Joan.
And you're right about Jinxy. That was the first domino among many. LOVED reading Jinxy.
and Velvet..let's back up here. How do we know Joan wasn't running around town on the Harley of her day, rebelling, saying "Screw this milking cows gig," whacking her hair off...Ahem...
Oh Joan of Arc...the first feminist. She heard voices and took action...no shrinking violet she.
In 6th grade I wrote a play about Joan of Arc...and I still have it. Thus began my obsession with saints and martyrs...something that most Baptists did not mess with...
You had to mention the Harley! sniff sniff! I sold it to pay for a dog operation...which never happened by the way. Long story.
Anyway, whose blogroll is a mess? Mine? Yours? Ours?
Nothing wrong with the server. Truth be told, I wrote a post several years ago about how I would never date a man with kids, Mr. X and I had a fight about his ex-wife and the use of their kids as weapons and then he comes out with, "Yeah, I read what you wrote."
Jesus. Christ. On. A. Stick. Really??? You're going to throw that in my face now?
So last night we had to have a tete a tete about how things written for public consumption do not always mirror things in the deep of my heart. And also, while fighting, step away from the blog. Because talk about using something as a weapon. Yikes.
I misspelled Skynyrd.
I am a failure...
Sue: Little girls who write plays. There's a blog piece in itself. They are gonna be heard.
Velvet: MANY is the time I have wanted to us my blogs and blast people....but have never succumbed. It's too powerful a tool, and it's not a level playing ground, and many other reasons..the purity of the word, etc. Why bring my anger here. Yeah. I want to hear the pooch story. I don't think you ever told it.
My God. He misspelled Skynyrd. Why didn't the sky just turn purple or something? Isn't there some kind of penalty here for that? Especially YOU, Hammer.
I keep waiting for Hammer to pop up and go "All y'all go home for supper now.
What amused me about today's piece was...I blogged about being on hold....while being on hold. Again, when we pull these things off....why doesn't the earth tilt a bit?
And I take it back about anger in a blog piece. I'm about to blog an obituary about a bitch. More brimstone coming down on my haid.
Jesus would have had a rockin' blog that would have gotten unscrolled, like, a billion times a day.
At least he had something to say, Phil. That's for sure. Not like these idiots we have. The other day I stumbled on one more "advice" blog and she basically was saying the man didn't like this young woman...telling a stranger that...making it all black and white, knowing nothing. It floors me...FLOORS ME....that someone can even do this.
I wrote back saying I totally disagreed with her and why. I never made it to print. So I guess we see where "that" is going. I want to scream at these women who write in to people like that. Please stay away from this poison. Look on it as something Homer Simpson would create if his butt sat on the wrong button at work.
"I'm about to blog an obituary about a bitch."
Best. Line. Ever.
She was, Velvet. The piece prolly won't air until Monday or Tuesday. I have to put time into it.
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