pühapäev, aprill 02, 2017

where's your seal?

N. needs a man with a hammer, but M. is a höövel sort of man. This was related to me recently by an estranged yet amiable couple, one that cooperates at all levels, and yet whose personal life is that of sister-brother, not man-and-woman. I had to look up höövel. It's a carpenter's plane. M. would prefer to slowly and easily work his wood into shape, but N. wants it all done, now. She wants a man with a hammer to take over and nail things into place, not some easygoing höövel. "I don't even know what I want," I tell this troubled duo. "Maybe just some kind of Inuit woman, in a warm igloo, with a lot of sled dogs," say I. "And we just lay there in the furs and have a lot of sex and that's pretty much it." As if caught in a dream, I end my vision of the perfect relationship. "You know, you don't need hammers or a höövel if you live in an igloo." "You still have to provide," says N. "Are you really willing to go out and tackle some seal, pull it out of the ice, and eat it?" "It doesn't sound so complicated," I say. She squints. My seal-catching talents are in doubt. "Ready to come home to an angry Inuit woman grunting to you, "Noh, kus su hüljes on?" (Where's your seal?) This idea sours me out a bit, leaves me cold. I was there with the steamy igloo sex, but demanding iglunaised are all the same I guess. Grumpy and dissatisfied. 

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