Arden probably won't share this with you, because she doesn't like to intimidate people, but Arden and I created a seminal work of publishing in the summer of 1998 that's become a legend of sorts amongst obscure NYC publishing circles. To somewhat less of a prestigious pedigree, Arden also made a video of barbie dolls having sex that same summer.
throughout college, whenever an intelligent
and attractive female character would
appear in one of my stories or
screenplays, her name would be arden.
somehow, that just made sense.
hold the phone. i certainly did not cry
at our honeymoon. i think your are
thinking of when we watched sliver in
the motel 6. thats how boring arden
was on our honey moon. so beautiful
and sure boring. but damn did i love
it when she concemated our
marriage and then only one other
time at our divorce. thank you arden!
Arden is Frank Zappa, Hugh Heffner, and
Edward Gorey all funneled into the body
of a beautiful red head with a nice
rack. I don't know what science
experiment made this possible, but I
think it deserves more funding.
As part of Teddy's family of ubermeschen,
Arden naturally intimidates me. Just as the
new freshman at college make me feel like a
geezer, so does Arden make me feel like a
toddler. Nevertheless, once Arden and I were
bedfellows, just like Ishmael and Queequeg.
My feeling is that she was Queequeg, but
that's just because I'm the narrator. After that
we went on a perilous whaling journey.
Somewhere in all this she dubbed me
Aandrew, which I have been dubbed ever
since. I'll take this as an opportunity to thank
her for her lovely cooking.
So Arden and I haven't seen each other
since we bumped into each other outside
my apartment in London. She was too
cool for me then, and she was too cool
in high school. Now apparently she is
married...so when was my window of
opportunity?
Anyone who has been around Arden knows
how she glows, and despite the fact
that we haven't really seen each other
in five years, I remember her often.
She really made me feel comfortable
around her. Anyone who has the
pleasure of having Arden as a part of
their lives is lucky.
and attractive female character would
appear in one of my stories or
screenplays, her name would be arden.
somehow, that just made sense.
feng shui of her performance spaces.
at our honeymoon. i think your are
thinking of when we watched sliver in
the motel 6. thats how boring arden
was on our honey moon. so beautiful
and sure boring. but damn did i love
it when she concemated our
marriage and then only one other
time at our divorce. thank you arden!
Edward Gorey all funneled into the body
of a beautiful red head with a nice
rack. I don't know what science
experiment made this possible, but I
think it deserves more funding.
Arden naturally intimidates me. Just as the
new freshman at college make me feel like a
geezer, so does Arden make me feel like a
toddler. Nevertheless, once Arden and I were
bedfellows, just like Ishmael and Queequeg.
My feeling is that she was Queequeg, but
that's just because I'm the narrator. After that
we went on a perilous whaling journey.
Somewhere in all this she dubbed me
Aandrew, which I have been dubbed ever
since. I'll take this as an opportunity to thank
her for her lovely cooking.
since we bumped into each other outside
my apartment in London. She was too
cool for me then, and she was too cool
in high school. Now apparently she is
married...so when was my window of
opportunity?
Anyone who has been around Arden knows
how she glows, and despite the fact
that we haven't really seen each other
in five years, I remember her often.
She really made me feel comfortable
around her. Anyone who has the
pleasure of having Arden as a part of
their lives is lucky.