You can't take me anywhere

"The normal man can follow the general trend without injury to himself; but the man who takes the back streets and alleys because he cannot endure the broad highway will be the first to discover the psychic elements that are waiting to play their part in the life of the collective. Here the artist's relative lack of adaptation turn out to his advantage."-Carl Jung ( as translated by H.G. Baynes) in On the Relation of Analytical Psychology to Poetry

Well, there is a reason they call me the bad bunni people. I just got back from Florida. Before I left one of the hot Argentine boys said to me "No lovers. Remember what I am saying, no lovers." And I laughed. "It's only five days," I giggled. "I'm not going to find a lover."

Well in the sage words of Garfield, it's amazing what you can accomplish when you have no idea what you can't do.

I went back to Rohr's yesterday and the hot Argentine asked, "Did you remember what I told you?" I blushed and looked down. "You didn't listen?" "Well," I explained," I TRIED to listen." "Was it at least good?" My response? "Well, of course. You think I would have violated your order for anything less?"


I will blog about this little episode more later today, but I would like to leave you with this little thought. My vacation mates have now decided that they need to take me on every vacation since I always have such an "interesting time." I told them "If you go out with me, you may not have a good time, but you'll definately have a good story."