I always post on Bastille Day, because it was my parents' collective birthdays. 1925 and 1927. They'd be, ah, um, old now. I don't have my abacus handy. 80 somethings. Actually, 80 for mama this year. That was pretty easy. Seven carry the seven.
Who knew the storming of the Bastille would lead to mass beheadings, the Reign of Terror, Robespierre? The fucking French. From that Revolution came secret police, thought police, informing on your neighbors. Blood lust on an unimaginable scale.
Also my uncle's birthday. We call him Killer, for our own, personal reasons. My mom was one of 8 kids. 6 girls, 2 boys. And the only two still alive are the boys. How weird is that? Especially when one is called Killer! And Jerry Lee Lewis he ain't. I don't think.
Happy Bloodletting Day, peeps. Aren't you glad we didn't behead King George III? Who would have fed his hounds?
sweet post. i love the storming of the bastille. great story. happy bloodletting, to you as well. this story goes well with your pms. like the whole theme weekends you've been trying. bravo!
Posted by: shoe at July 14, 2007 4:12 PMWell fuck me with a french tickler, it is Bastille Day!
Posted by: JohnB at July 14, 2007 4:57 PMwe can still behead Ben Affleck...
Posted by: sama at July 14, 2007 9:13 PMI'll feed his dawgs man. They didn't piss nobody off. They's just dogs. They do like 'em some dimocratic ass once in a while, but hell. They deserve to be fed. Might as well eat a dimo... cheaper and more abundant than scooby snacks.
My Grandparents died on exactly the same day, but exactly 40 years apart.
Death is weird that way.
Posted by: DogsDontPurr at July 16, 2007 1:00 AMAnd my parents were born in the same years - 1925 and 1927 - that yours were. Now I have a better handle on the Senator.
Revolutions almost always spin out of control. The American Revolution was the rare exception...and aren't we glad? Eh?
Posted by: Elisson at July 16, 2007 6:47 AMIsn't Aunt Mearl still alive?
Posted by: Don Jr. at July 17, 2007 1:30 PM