these boots are made for frolicking

Today I am tired of the world and I want a world turned upside-down.

I want boys with bare midriffs and girls in baggy prison-like garb.

Racing turtles with stripes and lazy, fat gazelles.

Republicans demanding free love and Democrats who want the sleekest limos money can buy.

I want money from Time Warner to produce worthwhile scripts for television, “stuff that moves people without trying too hard to be edgy, oh, and more gay kisses that fit the flow instead of shocking the public.”

Librarians given huge grants by corporations for “helping to make information freely available to those who need it.”

I want to hear comments at work about how nice it is that homeless people feel comfortable enough to play intruments downtown.

Sympathy for the marital woes of women who aren’t Britney Spears.

I want to hear groups of women and men talking about how it’s the nice guys who make the best dates. Hot sex! Good cuddles! Backrubs!



But one thing in my world is perfect; my lj fairy lubs me!

Thank you, you shiny creature.