Oh that jalopy full of mosquitos! More than one has had its way with me and I never imagined I’d be having sexy imaginings about such affairs. I, too, I’m drawn to a gap in front teeth. And great opening video. 🦟💦
That mosquito is a ho. He stopped by my bedroom one night last year and left me whimpering. I stopped counting his love bites at 120. Not scratching myself for the 48 hours that followed was the definition of mental anguish.
'some people have teeth that seem to be telling you something' - hilarious. Really enjoyed this piece, great writing (and a few laughs, coming from a fellow humourist is not bad at all)
That video is brilliant… love it! Mosquitoes less so, yet no matter how I show my hatred of them they love me back regardless… aren’t I lucky!
A gap between the front teeth, now I’ve always believed what you say to be true, until I let one of my students this year who has the exact opposite qualities! How to teach a child like that? I don’t know… and I’ve probably Thats same child for at least the next three years. I wish you could dash over occasionally (like every lesson) and love her for me…
Ha! I woke up covered in bites so I tried to imagine something nice about it, at least something to think of them without rage and vengeance. Try it with your student!
A truly wonderful opening video, that made my feet tap and made me smile.
And... wonderful observations about mosquitos. Especially the first galant semi-romantic one. It made me remember that, unlike in English and Spanish, which share the same word for 'mosquito', in French, the s, q and t do a crazy shuffle and wind up all over the place - 'moustique' is the Gallic version. Kind of makes a person wonder... Are French moustiques more romantic than American mosquitoes? Instead of bouncing over country roads in a badly-in-need-of-a-tuneup jalopy, do they cruise along the Côte d'Azur in a tiny Citroen decapotable with the top down, blasting Piaf's 'Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien' to all within earshot, before stopping for a mandatory apéritif of Pernod + freshly squeezed biped blood?
One way to find out would be to head for the French Riviera, reporter's notebook in hand... If that's not practical, it's possible the answer may also be found in Cocteau's post-war masterpiece, La Belle et la Bête (which some French entomologists also refer to as, 'La Belle et la Moustique')
Especially loved the Ed Harris anecdote. I imagined him in his Glengarry persona, aggrieved at the world. I wonder if actors take on those personas from time to time as instinct.
Ha! Thank you so much for this and yes to all of it! :)
And so true how our teeth somehow say something about us. I have heard that your teeth and your car are a reflection of you. Not just what they look like (what model) but how you take care of them.
Well, THAT was a first sentence to remember. Fun literary fact: the Wife of Bath was gap-toothed, thought to be the sign of a lusty nature.
Ha! And I love that, it makes sense to me.
Oh that jalopy full of mosquitos! More than one has had its way with me and I never imagined I’d be having sexy imaginings about such affairs. I, too, I’m drawn to a gap in front teeth. And great opening video. 🦟💦
They are the worst, I tried to pretend something nice about them and it didn't work!
Have you seen Les Blank's documentary “Gap-Toothed Women"? https://lesblank.com/films/gap-toothed-women-1987-2/
I take that back. I have seen it! Ha. I just watched it again. Thanks so much for sending that.
Oh wow, no. But I love Les Blank, I’ll watch it!
That mosquito is a ho. He stopped by my bedroom one night last year and left me whimpering. I stopped counting his love bites at 120. Not scratching myself for the 48 hours that followed was the definition of mental anguish.
I knew it!
'some people have teeth that seem to be telling you something' - hilarious. Really enjoyed this piece, great writing (and a few laughs, coming from a fellow humourist is not bad at all)
Thank you so much, this is the first thing I read online this morning so I appreciate it!
That video is brilliant… love it! Mosquitoes less so, yet no matter how I show my hatred of them they love me back regardless… aren’t I lucky!
A gap between the front teeth, now I’ve always believed what you say to be true, until I let one of my students this year who has the exact opposite qualities! How to teach a child like that? I don’t know… and I’ve probably Thats same child for at least the next three years. I wish you could dash over occasionally (like every lesson) and love her for me…
And that video is from Sicily, the guy playing the horn is a trumpet player named Carmelo Salemi! I loved it too.
Ha! I woke up covered in bites so I tried to imagine something nice about it, at least something to think of them without rage and vengeance. Try it with your student!
“What is it about a gap between the two front teeth that instantly makes me love that person?” They say “unrestrained joy” to me — I don’t know why!
Yes I always imagine them in a mouth that is smiling!
A truly wonderful opening video, that made my feet tap and made me smile.
And... wonderful observations about mosquitos. Especially the first galant semi-romantic one. It made me remember that, unlike in English and Spanish, which share the same word for 'mosquito', in French, the s, q and t do a crazy shuffle and wind up all over the place - 'moustique' is the Gallic version. Kind of makes a person wonder... Are French moustiques more romantic than American mosquitoes? Instead of bouncing over country roads in a badly-in-need-of-a-tuneup jalopy, do they cruise along the Côte d'Azur in a tiny Citroen decapotable with the top down, blasting Piaf's 'Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien' to all within earshot, before stopping for a mandatory apéritif of Pernod + freshly squeezed biped blood?
One way to find out would be to head for the French Riviera, reporter's notebook in hand... If that's not practical, it's possible the answer may also be found in Cocteau's post-war masterpiece, La Belle et la Bête (which some French entomologists also refer to as, 'La Belle et la Moustique')
And yes I've watched that video 100 times! It's in Sicily. And the horn player is a trumpeter named Carmelo Salemi!
Thank you for this! And I Love the idea of heading to the French Riviera for a journalistic approach.
I think you managed to make mosquitos pretty sexy.
ha!
Especially loved the Ed Harris anecdote. I imagined him in his Glengarry persona, aggrieved at the world. I wonder if actors take on those personas from time to time as instinct.
I think it’s hard to shake off, especially just after an intense two hour performance!
Great excuse for being in a nasty mood!
That’s great you did a reading and sold all your books! Congratulations
Thank you! 💕 wish you had been there!
Ha! Thank you so much for this and yes to all of it! :)
And so true how our teeth somehow say something about us. I have heard that your teeth and your car are a reflection of you. Not just what they look like (what model) but how you take care of them.
Oh I love that. It definitely spoke to me too. I look forward to your piece!