Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Traveling with Balzac

A few years before we were married, I met Jim in Paris for a long weekend.

It was a great trip -- he was in Europe for work and I got there a day early, visiting the Palace of Versailles by myself.

Once he arrived, we made a beeline to the Eiffel Tower. The next day, the Louvre. And a very memorable evening in Montmartre.

But the best part of the trip was an ages old cemetery called Pere-Lachaise. It was fascinating. Tons of famous people are buried there. Moliere. Proust. Gertrude Stein. Jim Morrison.


And the famous French novelist and playwright Honore de Balzac.


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Speaking of Balzac, I sat across from this guy on the train yesterday.






















Hedy?

Yep. You bet I snagged a shot.

They were so impressive I felt like a tourist all over again.
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I am listening to: Purple Haze - The Cure
I am reading: Nothing
And I am: Traveling with Balzac

9 comments:

Moe Wanchuk said...

Those are called Blue Balls. It's like putting 2 gallons of milk in a 1 gallon jug. That dude hasn't got laid in a YEAR.

YKW said...

The Balzac grave site is much more impressive than that of the little known American playright; Balzdeep.

Susan said...

Hedy - In response to Moe's "that dude hasn't got laid in a YEAR." - do you see what he is wearing??

That alone is reason enough not to want to have sex with him!!

Nobody needs to look at that - I am suggesting that the train install an upper deck "modesty" panel.

bad plaid flannel

Cindiloo said...

Maybe we should give the guy kudos, he was sitting across from the beautiful Hedy. It could be instead of puffing out his chest, like most men do when they see a beautiful woman, he puffs out his balls

Posolxstvo I said...

Is Jim Morrison still buried there? I thought I heard that they moved him because the cemetary was getting killed with all the Morrison worshipping grafitti artists. But then, I suppose if they had done so, it would have put to rest a lot of those Mojo Risin' rumors. Eh?

I have a friend who's middle initial is "B". Whenever someone asks him what his middle name is, he says "Balzac." It isn't really, but you'd be amazed how many people get confused by that.

And finally -- in that pic -- are you sure that's what you think it is? Is it possible he's just "dressing right?" Or, maybe he's a drug mule...

Anonymous said...

What's the big whoop? He still can't lick 'em.
Gromit

Anonymous said...

A bit off topic here but some thoughts even a dog like me ruminates over...

There should be no bailout help for those who were flipping houses and/or those who took out mortgages for second and income housing...

If you do not LIVE in the house... you can not be part of any govt. bailout assistance...

Whose fraud are we paying for? Someone bundled and floated bad paper... called it "securities"... made a profit... and when the foreclosures started the chickens came home to roost.
Now... who sold the bad paper and where are the profits they made? We’re going to need that money to finance this bailout...
Citizen Gromit

Hedy said...

Moe: Familiar with the concept, eh?

Cindy: Thanks for making me laugh out loud...very cute.

Pos: It's quite possible he's oriented his junk to the right - and now I've spent entirely too much time thinking about this guy's package.

CRUSTYBEEF said...

HOLY SHIT! Hope that dude never has issues with twisted testie's.