Saturday, May 30, 2009

Who Knew I Could Love Her More

Dorothy Parker was the kind of woman I wish I had the talent or courage to be. Was she a white hot mess? It seems likely. Was she a stylish, incisive, brilliant hot mess? Of that I am certain. Then I came across this quote and decided she might be a little better even than that.

"Heterosexuality is not normal, it's just common."

In light of an intensely awful headache, due in part to my allergies, I can barely form sentences. It's OK, Dottie* says it all for me:

"Summer makes me drowsy.
Autumn makes me sing.
Winter's pretty lousy,
But I hate Spring."

It ought to be clear by now to all of you that I'm a fan of anything bawdy and Ms. Parker is generally remembered for that. Case in point:

"If all the young ladies who attended the Yale prom were laid end to end, no one would be the least surprised."

You'd have to be a pretty brave artist to invite her to your opening night, that's for sure:

"This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force."

In short, she's the perfect companion for a Saturday night.

*I suspect she's plotting my death from beyond the grave for diminishing her name like that.


  1. It seems that, every once in a while, a personality like hers comes around. I can't say that it's every generation, because I can't think of who ours would be, though I suspect it's far easier to determine them in hindsight.

    I'm sorry your allergies are killing you. I'm struggling with them, too, as are a lot of people I know. I guess this is a bad year for them. I'd say "keep breathing," but that's the problem, isn't it?