Did Yours Truly pull off a three-peat? My goodness!
Book of Odds: Swearing In
As a lover of language, I have rarely deleted a good expletive when the circumstance has allowed. (Read: I have home training and I don’t just go swearing any old place. I mean, do you know my mother?)
According to The Feath, who is less curse-friendly than I, my use of foul language is melodious; it has a rhythm and a tempo smooth enough to be missed in the flow of conversation. “You,” she says, “are no John Malkovich.”
That makes sense. My biggest influences in that regard weren’t as interested in the percussive use of a blue note; rather, there was a melodious improvisational feel that made the words seem like cool linguistic accents rather than utterances that would get you in trouble. As I grew up, my parents made it clear that the language Richard Pryor used was not to be flung freely about their house, but they didn’t go so far as to demonize it. How could they? Some of the playwrights and poets they respected most have been known to use language that would make a sailor blush.
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Pitts Think: J Day + 24: Apparently, She’s Not a Duke Fan
Someone was very excited about the USA-Ghana World Cup match and saw a good opportunity to share her thoughts on Blue Devils Nation.
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Might try to get up the Convos that I’d threatened to do last week and neglected to do because I’m me.
And with that, I’m off to attempt to organize my professional and personal life. Until next week…Huzzah!
INT. — NIGHT — JON’S PARENTS’ HOUSE
Jon and The Feath are at the kitchen table with papers strewn all about. Their wedding is a week away and there are still many things to do for what they hope will be a special weekend for all involved.
Having battled over the guest list and the seating chart, the pair have turned their attention to the reception music. Music holds a very special place in their hearts. It was music that brought them together in the first place.
Unlike the other phases of planning, the music selection process is going fairly well. All the dances have, for the most part, been accounted for. Now, their brains are racked in pursuit of an entrance song.
Jon makes the following suggestion
The Feath: I mean, it’s alright. It’s just–
Jon: That’s the smooth shit! I wanna come out to something kinda slick but, you know, endearing.
The Feath: Uh, I mean I like the song, but I’m not sure it’s a wedding song, ya know?
The song begins to wind down, a winding down that includes Bootsy speaking in the end, imploring the woman in question to believe that he’s sincere, sincere in a way only Bootsy Collins knows how.
The Feath: …Did he just say “you can see me coming, coming all over you”?
Jon: Yeah, but we can fade that part out.
The Feath gives Jon a blank stare from across the table.
Jon: So…how about Willie Hutch?
Back for a record-breaking second installment!
The Re-Education of JPW: The Untouchables
The first day I got back from daddy leave was my last day working for The Root. Having done my morning posts, I got a curious email which evolved into a “we’re going a different direction” phone call. For whatever reason, I wasn’t mad when I got the word; fifteen seconds into unemployment, I knew there wasn’t any time for that. Really, the hardest part was having Juice there as an unwitting witness. I was on the day shift that morning and she interrupted the phone call with a cry of hunger. My former boss asked if that was the baby. I answered yes, momentarily puzzled as to who else he thought it might be.
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Pitts Think: J Day +16 ~ Giving Propers
One day, I hope my daughter thanks me for being the strongest, smartest, most handsomest daddy in the whole wide world…
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The Buzz Morning Headlines: 6.21.10
Busy week coming up. Should be able to bang out a few Conversations, which I anticipate will be rather amusing. Stay up.
Here is the first installment of updates which you may or may not care about in the slightest. If you’re in the former party, enjoy; if you’re not, my daughter wants to know why you don’t love her daddy.
The Re-Education of JPW: Juice on Delivery
Nervous and excited, Jon can’t help but take in the sight. The Feath is about give birth and is surrounded by a room of six or seven women totally committed to her pushing this baby out. Despite the delivery room’s modern bells and whistles, Jon can’t help but feel as though he’s been invited to an ancient rite.
Pitts Think: J Day +10: Jai Ho!
As Juice browns out, she’s starting to take on a certain…’Slumdog Millionaire’ quality.
The Buzz Morning Headlines 6.14.10
‘Karate Kid’ Does Big Box Office; Karate Still Not Chinese
World Cup May Silence Vuvuzela Horn; Wu-Tang Clan in Mourning
Tightening the Velvet Rope: Janet Jackson’s Weight Loss Journey
AZ: “Constitution? We Don’t Need No Stinking Constitution!”
Rebirth of Slick: Obama Plans Fourth Trip to Gulf
That’s about all for now. I’m continuing to work on the Mixed Magic season schedule and feel confident we will be doing awesome things. For this summer, keep an eye out for Midsummer Night’s Dream, The Greatness of Gospel and a very special guest comic who will likely get our non-profit license revoked
Until next week…
My daughter has been born. I feel like a very big deal. My wife? An even bigger deal.
In semi-related news: As I’ve really started finding a rhythm over at Pitts Think, I believe I’m going to start making this site a repository of what going on with me: writing on other sites, Conversations with The Feath, the goings on at Mixed Magic and, of course, a few sprinklings from my personal life. When the mood strikes to do an original long-form piece, I’ll do it here.
Thanks, as always, for taking the time.