The second of May was Rosa's birthday.
Rosa, you go girl! I have learned so much about friendship from you - I think its fair to say that I don't have a single other truly dependable friendship that has been through so much direct conflict to become something so terrificly wonderful. You give excellent advice - insightful, pragmatic, and encouraging - and you have let me in on so many great things in life - the whale skeleton, Alex (Pepperberg, not Lipsitt, though he's great, too.), Tufte, Nude Vampire, the MIT museum, muhamara, osprey, I could go on. The bodhisatva still has the scars of the silken tofu chocolate pudding fight - I had never physically expressed so much anger and resentment, and rarely have since. Until the end of my days, I hope to hang on to my memory of us biking/running to see Eraserhead. I have the best picture of us - we both look terribly ugly and terribly happy, with toothy grins from ear to ear. You are an artist who is impressed by life. I'm so grateful that the LIC kids threw their parties so I could give you back your Shady Hill yearbook and we could start talking again.
By the way, Jane Horrocks should be so lucky.
Are you all with me now? Can I get a shout out for ROSA? I know I can!
4 comments:
three cheers for rosa nilpferd!
any friend of lenya's is a friend of mine.
Shout out, yeah. I didn't even know we were May-time sisters, R!
Sorry for missing you so many times these past months there on the Cam's banks; we'll catch up with each other one day.
So many birthdays: today for example Marx's 190th.
Rosa,
happy birthday! you are a cool lady!
And of course Omega Cop! Happy B-day!
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