Sunday, October 21, 2007

Duck, Duck, Pigeons

FYI, the 2 female mallard ducks represent me and Miss Kitty. The pigeons, loathesome creatures that they are, represent the cluttered thought process of D-Man, the aforementioned (in an earlier blog) boyfriend of my sister. The pizza crust at the center of the picture is a metaphor for the birthday party we were all at last night.

Now, within this scenario, duck and pigeon imperatives are entirely at odds and at the mercy of cruel fate to resolve themselves within a framework of bird brained reasoning. Which means that nothing got resolved, D-Man misconstrued a conversation that he wasn't a part of, and he ended up storming off and then driving through the party host's yard in a huff. First, though, he called me an asshole numerous times, especially once I started laughing. I couldn't help but laugh because D-Man thought we were talking about something different than what we were, and when we tried to disabuse him of this wrong thinking, well, then he got really angry.

Miss Kitty, WASP that she is, was properly mortified. Her number one rule is to avoid conflict at all costs. I told her that we honor her rules around her friends and family, and we go by survival of the fittest around mine. So far, it seems to work! I'm sure today, after sobering up some, D-Man has calmed down, but really, what a fool. My mother said that I'm just as bad for engaging him in his misdirected malcontent, but Miss Kitty said that it was all ok, but that I shouldn't bait someone who is obviously upset and clueless. Dang. Where's the sport in that?


Anonymous said...

But does the pizza crust want to be a metaphor?

jennifer from pittsburgh said...

Yes, it does.