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Medieval Hoochie-Coochie

I have been a bit of a freak today. Not a very big freak, just a little, itty-bitty freak. A freaklet, in fact. Lunch was mostly spent obsessively picking off the peppercorn crust on the ham in my sandwich. Peppercorns are evil, but only I seem to understand this simple fact. In addition, ever since passing a portrait painted by John Singleton Copley, I have been humming, "Mr. Copley..." to the tune of Black Sabbath's "Mr. Crowley. Luckily my co-workers already know I'm a bit left of plumb. And to top it off, I wore capri pants today, despite the fact that it's still chilly outside - this might be a subconscious attempt at sympathetic magic to make it spring, but it sure as hell wasn't working this morning standing and waiting for a ride.

And I spent entirely too long playing with my Boromir action figure, posing him in various Action! shots on my desk. Currently he's standing next to my photograph of the Italy Four standing in front of a Roman porno theater.

I think I need to get a Gold membership, because there are so many pictures I want to put up. Either that, or get my other website back up to date and use that server to host images. I must think on't.

I realized I didn't put up Valentine's Day ditties for the past few days, so here are a few to make up for it.

My arms, with rapture, round thee twine
A happy little Valentine.

If others be as fair
What are their charms to me?
I neither know nor care,
For thou art all to me.

And, once again, here's a bawdy counter poem, a late medieval verse called The Friar and the Nun.

Inducas, inducas.
In temptacionibus


Ther was a frier of order gray,
Inducas
Which loved a nunne full meny a day
In temptacionibus

This fryer was lusty, proper, and yong,
Inducas
He offered the nunne to lerne her syng
In temptacionibus

Othe re me fa the frier her tawght,
Inducas.
Sol la,
this nunne he kyst full oft
In temptacionibus.


By proper-chaunt and Bequory,
Inducas.
This nunne he groped with flattery
In temptacionibus.

...

Thus the fryer lyke a prety man,
Inducas,
Ofte rokkyd the nunnys quoniam
In temptacionibus.

This reminds me of one of the churches in Todi, which had a little naked nun on one side of the door, and a little naked monk on the other. They were cunningly carved as if they were peeking around some of the other sculptural decor. After you found each of them, you could find the two of them in the sculptural decoration under the statue of the Virgin and Child, to the right side of the door. where the two of them were...ahem...getting it on. Actually, it looks like the monk just finished giving her oral, and is crawling up to engage in some sex. Quite the racy subject matter for the exterior of a church, but hardly uncommon. I have photographs of that somewhere - even more reason to get a Gold membership! I must share! Medieval hoochiecoochie needs to be dispersed.

3:57 p.m. - 2002-02-08

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