and that is exactly what I did last night. My friend Becca and I decided to take in a cultural event at Winthrop. But not just any cultural event... "The Vagina Monolouges". Now I had heard about this show for a while now and had heard mixed reviews about which included freaky, funny, off the wall, disturbing, enlightening. After seeing it for myself I would have to go with freaking hysterical (with some small serious moments). I have to say that in a couple of monolouges I felt like I was in the diner with Harry and Sally and her fake orgasm. Although one in paticular got a little out of hand when she began to beat her stool into the stage while yelling YES! YES! At this point Becca and I are in tears and I scanned the room to see other peoples reaction. The few guys who were brave enough to come to this show looked like they had just seen a ghost. I am not sure they really knew what they were in for. Probably just saw it as a place to maybe meet some girls and knock out a cultural event (since you have to have about 400 to graduate). Priceless. I recommend the show but be ready for bizarre stories. Amanda I recommend this one for. You would thoroughly appreciate it.
As for Grace, she is officially crawling. She went from the kitchen to the living room today in about 15 seconds. Dear lord...I am not ready for this.
Love to all!
2 comments:
You only really have problems if you start letting your vagina talk. Bad news my friend, bad news.
im on it Amy. if it ever comes to grand junction I'll be right there in line with all the mullet lesbians, fist raise! Mullet power!
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