My friend Allison sent me an email recently about one of my posts. She knows the backstory, of course, as friends do – she knows all of the stuff surrounding the little I reveal here – and so she needed to know more. Part of her email read:<\/p>\n
i looked for some clue as to your emotional state in the placement of commas. i was convinced that there was some code embedded in your words…like those satanic messages black sabbath and ozzy ozbourne burned into their LPs which could only be heard if you spun the record backwards. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n
I am still laughing out loud. I called her and we were guffawing on the phone about this.<\/p>\n
Allison said, “Don’t you remember that, with Ozzy?”<\/p>\n
“Of course I do!”<\/p>\n
Allison said, “I remember feeling afraid<\/i> to even TRY it, when I was a kid, because I really felt like I would be inviting the Devil into my life.”<\/p>\n
I am shaking with laughter as I type this. The fact that she would read my blog in that manner was so funny and the whole capper was Allison saying, “Yeah, I read that post and thought – Maybe if I hold the computer up to a mirror and read it that way I’ll see what she’s really saying?”<\/p>\n
We’re going to MOMA today to see some photography. I’m excited. Haven’t been there in a while. And I can fill her in. I can give her the embedded satanic messages in person.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My friend Allison sent me an email recently about one of my posts. She knows the backstory, of course, as friends do – she knows all of the stuff surrounding the little I reveal here – and so she needed … Continue reading