Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Don't Let the American Flag Touch the Ground. Hold it Upright at All Times.

I have been such a bad little blogger. I was in Chicago for the weekend and Monday visiting my sweet beau, D. Needless to say, I didn't make it near the computer much at all. Now I'm back at work, swamped. Can't a girl simply go on vacation and come back to no work? Maybe a desk covered in presents? Numerous voicemails of praise and a few "I don't know what to do when you're gone. I didn't realize how much I depended on your genius everyday" emails. Where's the justice?

So, while I'm thinking of something completely brilliant to write, I thought I'd share a picture that Cesar and I took on Thursday night while under Victor's magical influence.

I was walking down 46th Street and something when I see this giant penis holding the American flag. Accordingly, I look over at Cesar and say, "oh my gosh, there is a big penis protruding out of that building and it's holding the American flag!"

Call me un-patriotic if you feel the need.
As much as I'd like to say it, I didn't make the damn thing.

It took Cesar a minute to see the resemblance, which boggles me. It is and was clearly a penis flag holder.

Realizing we had the camera on hand, we ran across the street to get a shot of me pretending to lick it (After all, "Ask not what your country can do for you..."). I mean, how could we not have? It was our moral obligation.

Directly below the erect flag pole stood a Russian/Polish/Italian-lookin' guy, handing out flyers for a nearby restaurant. I asked him if he had ever noticed the similarities between the flag pole and a, well, you know what? He took a minute to look at it as well, then replied to me: "Not until now. Let me guess, you're the one who pointed it out, right?" I'm not sure what this meant. I mean, I'm not sure why he thinks it's obvious that a girl would be the first to notice this. Again, his lagtime in making the connection boggled me.

I tried to get his picture too - you know, for this important photo documentary - but he ran inside to get permission and evidently his boss said no. I wonder how he posed the request: "Hey, there are two people outside who think the flag pole looks like a penis. The girl is pretending to lick it. They want a picture of me too."

Maybe I do just have a sick mind. Truth be told, I was leaving to see D the next day after a grueling two weeks of withdrawal. But, in my defense, I returned last night completely, uh-hem, satisfied, and I still saw/see a big weiner housing the American flag.


A Concerned Fan said...

They're passing a new amendment, you should know. You're not allowed to felate (sp?) the American flag or it's flag holder. I'm reporting you GiGi!!

bufflo said...

Yes! You do have sick mind. Sick! Sick! Sick! But don't we all.

Chad said...

It's so beautiful I think I'm going to tear up!