The Clanking Sheep of Norway & Other Tales for Troubled Teens
There is one facet of the beauty in that subject line that can be seen by only two people in this world.
The obvious beauty, of course, can and I’ve no doubt will be appreciated by millions, for who among us would not be warmed by thoughts of fjords, wandering sheep, loud clanking noises and smiling juveniles whose potential delinquency has been thwarted by fine literature?
But only two people were there when the connection between those elements was made, only two people know how it happened and why, and these are the kind of things that make relationships worth having; not only the secrets that you share, but the secrets that you create.
The ‘Bellwethers for Norwegian Youth’ Collection. The real translation of ‘Pinot Noir’, and why it should be feared. The revolution of the bacon, hair care, and dry cleaning industries on two continents. This is pillow talk at its finest, those precious moments between two people when you realize just how much you mean to each other without caring how much you may confuse, concern and nauseate the rest of the world.
There is a line in the movie ‘The Opposite of Sex’ (great movie, in a very twisted and rather dark sort of way, Christina Ricci at her absolute trampy manipulative best and Lisa Kudrow not playing an idiot, I highly recommend it.), one of those simple yet profound lines made somehow all the more effective for being delivered by Lyle Lovett. I’m paraphrasing here since I haven’t seen the movie in a few years, but I’m not more than a word or two off at most and the gist of it remains:
“Sex is like biological highlighter. Look for me first when you walk into a crowded room, and I’ll do the same with you. Otherwise, there’s just too many people in the world.”
There is a lot of truth to this statement, and it holds for secrets as well as sex. There are the people who know my secrets, and for them I never feel alone.
Then there is the person who knows the story of The Clanking Sheep of Norway & Other Tales for Troubled Teens. And for him I never feel lost in the crowd.
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